I stuck my keys into the front door lock of the house and opened the door, my mom on the couch and my dad laying in the recliner. I was about 9:00PM at this point and I dropped all of my bags and slumped on the couch next to my mom, exhausted.
"So," she started off, "how was it?"
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and showed her the picture of me and the boys in the dressing room and told her to keep swiping until the end. Her eyes grew wide when she saw the first photo but she kept on swiping. She turned the phone towards me showing a photo of me.
"Who took this is beautiful?" She asked looking at it again.
"It must have been Jimin." I said casually yawning.
"Jimin as in...BTS Jimin." She said handing the phone back to me without scrolling through them all needing an explanation.
I nodded, "yeah it's a long story but short story is I got a fake ticket Namjoon came up to me on the side of the road took me inside gave me a pass the guys bought us all rooms to stay in and we went site seeing in New Orleans until about 3 hours ago and now I'm here." I ended with a grin but clearly stressed.
"Oh so you're not ok." She said as a matter of fact.
"Nope completely mentally unstable." I said fixing the hat on my head.
"That's cute where did you get that....well the whole outfit really."
"It's Jimins .... the hat and the shirt is Park Jimin's" I said to her with stress in my face and she laughed.
I stood up and grabbed my camera back heading to my room.
" I need to edit these pictures before I lose even more of my sanity." I said as I walked into my room.
I spent hours at the computer screen, refusing the leave unless I had to pee. My mom would bring food and drinks in and out for me knowing my process after going to shows but knowing full well it's more intense now that it's BTS.
"Mom!" I yelled out pushing my seat back and looking at the finished product before I was about to hit "post."
She walked in and looked at me.
"I'm done" I said and she stood next to me her hand resting on the back of my chair ready to look. I scrolled through all of the images earning gasps and oohs and ahhs from her.
"These are stunning, Savannah." She said as we near the photos from our day in NOLA and she spots the candid photos I got of them. "Wow," she whispered, "they are going to love these. I wouldn't doubt if you became instantly famous after this."
I laughed at her and hit post. I sat up and pushed my chair in about to put pajamas on when my phone began to ring, Ashley's face popping up on the screen. I hit answer and put her on speaker.
"Hi best friend!" I answered in a sing song voice.
"Best friend," she started and my face went serious, "these pictures are so good I am actually sobbing!" She cried out actually hearing her voice crack from her tears.
"Aw best friend stop it!" I say trying to hold back tears as I took off Jimins hat and shirt hanging them in my closet.
"Like no seriously," she began, "I am so happy for you it's stupid I just hope the guys are able to find them." She said.
I nodded, "yeah I know same but I'm headed to bed I've been editing for hours" I told her.
"Ok best friend I purple you"
"I purple you too." I said as I hung up the phone and put my pajamas on.
I passed out almost immediately after my head hit the pillow.
I woke up only 5 hours later to my mom shaking me awake gently. I opened my eyes and she handed me my glasses then her phone.
I took the phone in my hand and read the screen. My photos had just reached 6,000 likes and my pages had went up to almost 8,000 followers. My eyes grew wide.
"This is just Facebook." I said and grabbed my phone that was lit up from notifications that had seemed to be going on for multiple hours. I opened up my phone and people are going insane over the photos. Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Tumblr, even Pinterest. My email was going insane too with media outlets requesting to my photos to put in their magazines and websites. I scrolled and found an email that stood out the most from Big Hit Entertainment. I gasped and showed my mom who gasped too telling me to open it already.
I clicked the email.
"Dear Savannah,
We are obsessed with the photos you were able to take for BTS. The guys have been going on about you since they got back and we just had to see what you were up to! Big Hit along with BTS has decided to hire you on as our next paid photographer for their upcoming tour this Summer where they will be traveling across the world. We have attached the legal documents below for you to sign and please take your time. For the photos you have posted don't worry about them they belong to you and we want you to make profit off of your amazing art. The tour begins in two months so please get back to us as soon as possible.
All of our love,
Big Hit Entertainment & BTS"
I read the words out loud to my mother whose mouth was wide open before she slammed her arms around me giving me a huge hug and I started crying. I immediately signed the form and emailed them back. With a sign and click I was signed to work with Big Hit in two months.
I called my friends and let me know and they freaked out along with me. I called into my retail job and told them I will be having to put my two weeks in about a month from today because I head to Korea in a little over a month. I spent the rest of my week have multiple panic attacks and freak outs but cured them with lots of wine and time with my best friends before I had to leave.
A week before me heading off I made plans with my three besties who I wouldn't be seeing in over 6 months and we were about to have the time of our lives with wine glasses and gossip before I got on the plane only a few days later.
