Hybrid Hop ( On Hiatus)

Chapter 14

"I've come to a decision." PD states. He looks at us all, no emotion on his face what so ever. He doesn't speak, letting the suspense take it. This would be so good for us if we get in, but if we don't it'll be a big let down. Oh my God just say something already!!

"You're in." He says, a small smile forming on his lips. It's silent for a few seconds before I speak up.

"W-what?" I ask, my eyes widening and ears perking up. Did he just say that?

"You're in, I want you, I accept!" PD laughs as he tries to get a reaction out of us.

"Holy shiteu." Hoseok whispers before smiling like crazy, his tail wagging all over the place. It finally settles in and we all start laughing and getting excited. Smiles are bouncing off the walls and laughter fills the air. Holy crap we did it. Namjoon pulls us all in for a group hug, everyone saying 'good job' and 'thank you'.

"So, there is just some paperwork we have to do first, then the fun begins." PD claps his hands and snaps his fingers again. More people scurry in, one taking Namjoon away with PD close behind, the rest of us being dragged down a new hall, to a large white room. There are curtains leading to dressing rooms.

"What are we doing here?" I ask one of the staff.

"We're going to be taking you weight, body fat percentages, and give you diet plans and more." A staff girl replies, grabbing a measuring tape and wrapping it around my forearms.

"Tsk, this won't do. Could you take off your shirt?" She asks, tapping her foot. I take it off without hesitation, afraid what might happen if I don't.  She asked that so confidently, I don't want to piss her off. She slips the measuring tape around me forearms again, then moves to my chest, stomach and neck. She writes down the measurements and then she asks me...

"Could you take off your pants?" She keeps her eyes on her note pad as she writes.

"I'm sorry- w-what?" I blurt out. She looks up at me and raises an eye brow.

"It's just your pants, I'm sure you take them off all the time in front of girls." She chuckles. Ouch. I unbutton the beige shorts they gave me earlier and slip them down, stepping out. Shirtless and pantsless... not self concious at all. She continues to measure me, my thighs, my calfs, my hips, and my waist.

"What shoe size are you?" She asks.

"Um... like 10?" I shrug. She writes it down and leaves. SHE LEAVES!! I'm basically naked!! I fling my arms up in fustraition, grabbing my clothes off the floor.

"Jimin?" I turn around and look at Jungkook. He standing there confused,  eyes a little wide and staring... at me.

"J-Jungkook." I stutter. I let out a fusturated sigh and pull the shorts back on and throwing the shirt back over.

"I hate these staff." I mutter, walking over to Jungkook. 

"Why were you almost naked?" He asks, an amused smirk on his face.

"Because the chick told me to take off my shirt, so I did. Then she told me to take off my shorts, I asked her why and she's just like "oh I'm sure you're always taking your pants off in front of girls. Ahhahaha." I roll my eyes, harshly whispering at a fast speed, mimicking a squeaky voice.

"Woah, Jiminie calm down." He laughs.

"I don't want to calm down! I don't like this! She doesn't know when I take my pants off! She doesn't know anything about me." I growl. I can feel my ears twitching on the top of my head, my tail swaying around in anger and annoyance.

"Jimin." I feel a hand on my shoulder and my name whispered in my ear.

"Yah!" I shout and jump back, my ears going back and tail puffing out.