The Fate of Eleven

Chapter 8-Lisa

Lisa's POV

Question: What do you do when three hot male non-YG idols come knocking at your door?

Answer: 

a) They're your bros from the hood so greet them like you greet any homeboy: Yo wassupp wasuuuuuppp!?

or

b) Have a little fan-girl moment but greet them politely with out breaking out in English gibberish and invite them into your immaculate dorm.

or

c) Slam the door in their face (Bonus Tip: Have a complete meltdown the second the door closes)

Now before anything, I wish to point out that since I'm Lisa oppa , I consider myself to be the most chilled out member of the group, just saying.

Nonetheless, I freely admit that exceptions do exist.

"Oh my gawd oh my gawd oh my gawd!" I  shrieked, srambling around the dorm in panic.

"Lalisa?" Jennie emerged from her room, confused. Her  hair was tousled and her eyes were  half-lidded. "Who was it at the door--"

"Nobodynobody!" I gabbled, "youimagineditIalreadycheckedhahahaheyyouwannahearajokeso therewasthisoldmanwho--"

Two knocks on the door. Jennie raised an eyebrow at me when I froze.

"Ah so there is somebody after all," I said feebly. She shook her head, yawning.

"You're so weird," she muttered, reaching out to open the door, "it's just Jisoo unnie and Chaeng, Jisoo probably forgot to take the key again..."

 She was too far away to stop, and too sleepy to focus on my agitated pleas.

 In desperation, I struggled to kick our suitcases spilling clothes and lingerie  out of sight, stubbing my toe in the process. I rammed a fist into my mouth.

"Jennie-ssi" said a deep voice as she opened the door,"it's good to see--"

 Jennie unnie  slammed the door in their faces.

She backed away, clutching at her hair and her face then looked down at her bare legs. She gulped and turned to me, her eyes wild. 

"You little...."

"Well, I did tell you there was nobody" I defended myself, stepping back. She really looked savage right now, like she was about to smother me.

She covered her face with her hands for two heartbeats. And then her hands slowly dropped to her side. Her face was composed, her eyes focused.

 Kim Jennie was back in control.

"Sunbae?" she called, pressed up against the door, "Are you still there?"

"Maybe they're gone," I whispered hopefully. I don't think I can ever get over my meltdown moment--just the thought of them watching me perform at future events is enough to make me loose my chill.

"Uh, yeah" I fell to the floor at his voice, curling up and mentally kicking myself, "yeah...is it a bad time? Sorry if we startled you, we only came to visit since the agency  is gonna be our new place here...like a house visit....but we can uh...visit another time..."

"I apologise sunbae," Jennie said smoothly, "we weren't expecting visitors. Maybe if you could drop by another time? We're missing some members as well..."

There was some harried male mumbling behind the door and then V spoke up again.

"I..I guess yeah, ok...we aren't all of us together either...." he said.

We heard footsteps fading but then they came pattering again up to the door.

"Jennie-ah? I hope you're feeling better now," rumbled a low voice. 

I saw Jennie's eyes widen but V wasn't finished.

"Also, what shampoo do you use for your dog? He smelled really nice and I wanted to ask--"

My mouth dropped.

"KIM TAEHYUNG!" Jennie bellowed, almost wrenching the door off its hinges. He chuckled, too far away for Jennie's wrath.

 We glimpsed his ashy blonde mop bouncing away from us as he jogged to catch up with a guffawing J-Hope holding a paper bag and a tall boy flashing a small smile: Bangtan's golden maknae, Jeon Jungkook.

His gaze dropped to the floor the moment our eyes met. Our dorm suddenly felt hotter.

And then Jennie slammed the door shut a second time and just stood there, blinking at the wood.

After what seemed like an eternity, she turned around, her face the colour of ripe strawberries.

I leaned against the wall, acting casual.

"So," I said nonchalantly, "first name basis huh? How did that happen? Do tell"

"Lisa, not now" she groaned, holding her forehead. " Uggghh I'm gonna kill that headband jerk..."

I couldn't help it--I let out a wicked cackle.

Oh this was gonna be delicious.

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