First Love

Three.

Amara's POV:

"It has been more than a month since you've declined the offer from Chase Thompson," said the man dressed in white.

"The company is going to fall, that's an empire wasted," said another man.

"An empire? That's money wasted," scoffed a man wearing a black suit.

"Please..." I said calmly, "Give us another month, we will have everything under control." I looked at Skyla and she nodded her head. I heavily sighed and I closed my laptop after the video conference. I bit my lip thinking of other ways to keep the company up and running. Skyla was making phone calls to see if any bank would give us a loan, but we were unlucky. I went to Addison and I noticed that she was listening to music. I went up to her and she quickly paused the music and looked up at me. "Ms. Saint Clare I- I-,"

"Play it out loud", I said, abruptly stopping her in mid-sentence. She looked at me as her jaw dropped. She quickly pulled out her earphones and played the music out loud. I sat on a chair next to her and laid my head back. I closed my eyes and listen to the song. It was relaxing, it made me feel good, it made me want to listen to it again. The lyrics weren't English they were Korean. I only knew that because I lived in South Korea for two years with my mom and her 53-year-old husband. I was forced to learn Korean.

"What is the song's name?", I asked after the song completed.

"Butterfly by BTS", she replied. I smiled to myself and went into my office. I did my research and found out who their entertainment company was. I made my phone calls and I was ready to go.

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"BTS," I said looking at Skyla.

"BTS?" she questioned.

"Yeah", I paused, "We need to go to Korea to go to their meet and greet," I said making an 'I'm sorry' face. She looked at me with her big eyes and said, "Are they hot?"

"I didn't do my research there but they are Korea's biggest heartthrobs," I shot smirking. She nodded her head, "Okay," she finally said.

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Today was the day. The day we were to go to South Korea. Skyla and I were waiting in the airport for our jet to arrive, we both sighed heavily. "I hope this works," Skyla finally said.

"Yeah... me too," I sighed while putting out a cute pout. I hugged Skyla and she kissed my cheek. Although she was three years younger than me and we have only been best friends for three years now, she always knew when I was happy, sad, angry, etc.

Skyla's POV:

We entered our private jet and I walked straight to the mini- fridge. I took out two beers and threw one to Amara. "Aren't you a little too young to drink Skyla," Amara asked looking as I chugged down a bottle. "You're only 20!" she yelled walking towards me.

"The plane will soon start so please take your seats," said the pilot. Amara quickly scurried to the seat next to me and started to drink the beer. Soon after we both fell asleep.

After what felt like centuries, the jet finally landed and Amara and I got off holding our luggage. We were warmly greeted by the managers of BTS. They talked about the deal and several other things while they dropped us off at our hotel. We both quickly tidied up, I wore a pair of skin-tight, black, ripped jeans and a plain white t-shirt with a pair of white high tops. I left my hair out and put on a bit of eyeliner and glossed my lips. I looked over to Amara to see that she was wearing she was in a black pair of high waisted jeans, a plain white crop top, and a leather jacket. I looked down at her feet and she was wearing a pair of black boots. She had her hair left out and she had smeared the lightest tint on to her lips.

We both looked at ourselves in the mirror and then looked at each other. I nodded my head and we both walked out of the hotel room.

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"Can you tell us how to get to the BTS meet and greet?" Amara asked a man who passed by us on the street. She had her sunglasses pulled back into her hair and a sweet smile spread across her glossed lips. Since it was Amara's idea to walk instead of taking a taxi, she had to do the asking. It was also partially because she knew Korean. After she had finished talking to the man she walked to me. We both took our time and walked towards the area we needed to go to.

It was a long wait but both of us were finally in the stadium.