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Lisa's POV


"Are you okay?" I heard Chaeyoung asked. My eyes widened and I tried my best to stop myself from cursing.


"Are you serious? Of course, I'm not! I feel like I'm about to pass out and my knees are shaking! I think I'm going to throw up!" I heard her chuckle and from the corner of my eyes, I saw Jennie unnie close to crying as she talks over the phone.

Is she talking with Hoseok oppa?

"Calm down Lisa," I heard her chuckle. Out of the four of us, she seemed the most unbothered. But I know she's nervous too. At times like this, I'm thankful that we have at least one member who knows how to handle her feelings.

"Chaeyoung, that's easier said than done. I feel like thousands of bolts are cursing down my veins. I can feel the adrenaline rushing into me. This is Coachella Chaeyoung. You can't simply tell me to calm down," I spat and she laughed again. She's starting to annoy me, in a good way though.


When we first heard that we were invited to perform in Coachella, we were literally bouncing off our feet. We had a party on our own and almost wrecked Jennie unnie's bed from all the jumping. Chaeyoung and I almost got in trouble.

My eyes caught the sound of my phone blaring.

My bunny

Jungkook had been calling me since earlier and I can't find myself to answer his call. I'm not sure why but I'm too nervous I'm not sure I am in the mood to talk.

Jungkook and I's relationship was going smoothly. At least for me. There were days when we don't call each other because we both know we're both busy. If not, it's usually him who calls.

I don't actually remember where he is right now. Does he have a concert? I know they just had their comeback but I can't really follow their busy schedule too.

There's so much going in my life that I can't really focus. A lot of things are happening and it's so surreal, honestly.


I'm living the dream. We all are.

Imagine being invited to Coachella. God.

Plus, our last song did so well I don't know how I can ever repay the support that our fans had been showering us.

"Yah, Chaeyoung, someone's outside!" Jisoo unnie stated and we all jumped from our seat.

We were waiting for our set to start and it's nerve-wracking.

There was a lot of artist outside and a few had already visited our set. I can't even fathom how lucky we are to be able to meet these people.


Before I even knew it, we are going outside of our reserved place to meet a few more artists.

"Oh my God," Jennie unnie whispered.


It's funny how she looked so confident yet she's literally hyperventilating inside, like me.


"This is unreal... Slap me, please," I whisper-shouted to Jisoo unnie who just laughed at my words. I know she's also nervous. We all are.

This is Coachella. We can't mess this up.

"Awwww!" my mouth went wide open after I felt a hand on my cheek. The slap wasn't that hard but was more than enough to calm my nerves.

My eyes glared at my right, Chaeyoung's giggly face greeting me. Her hands both formed on a v-shape and I wish I could do the middle finger.

"Why did you do that for?" I scowled while rubbing my cheek.


"You asked for it?" she smiled cheekily and I snorted. I wouldn't admit but what she did calmed me down a little.


I rolled my eyes then smirked, "Well, thank you, I suppose,"

"Tsk, you know you love me," she snickered and I chuckle.


Chaeyoung and I were like cats and dogs. We always bicker with each other but we love each other like a sister. We act like this because we understood each other's weaknesses and strengths. I know she's acting playfully with me right now because I am nervous and she's trying to make me feel better.


After a while, we went back inside our designated room while our managers do some finishing touches on our make up.


"Unnie..." I asked for Jennie unnie's attention. She was fidgeting and kept on checking on her phone.


This time, I want to calm her down like what Chaeyoung just did to me.

"Are you okay?" I asked her and saw her typing on her phone again.

"I'm nervous Lisa. And Hoseok keeps on telling me that it will be okay but how will it be okay? Have you seen the crowd? I mean, what if it's dead silent later? Oh my God, I think I'm going to faint," she started rambling and my heart warmth at the sight of her.

Jennie unnie had always been viewed differently by most people. She exudes a strong persona outside but all of us knew how much fears she has within her. She's the type to keep them inside in fear that she will burden us but that what makes it harder for her.


We want her to remember that she's not alone and she can share the burden, that we'll gladly carry it with her.


I can still remember how Chaeyoung was supposed to have her solo debut first but was so scared about people's expectations and results. That's why Jennie unnie stepped up and took the burden off from her shoulder. She volunteered to go first to test the waters.

And she took a great deal of hate and doubt for it. People say she's not ready. Well, she isn't. But she did it for us.


Sometimes, I want to tell them that whatever we do, us girls already talked about it. Whatever actions we do towards one member, it means we agreed on it.


We decide what's best for all of us. If need be, I'd be willing to take the burden too if it's for them.

My hands reached for hers and she turned her attention back to me.


"You're going to rock it, unnie. You always do," I smiled at her and she seemed to calm down a little.

I know she will.  She's born for it.

Once she calmed down, my eyes landed on my phone and saw my unread messages.


Should I call Jungkook?

Before I can even reach for it, we heard the door opening revealing one of the organizers.

"Hi everyone, I just want to inform everyone that your set will start in approximately ten minutes. We will need you all to prepare and be backstage in five minutes. Good luck guys!"


Our managers started rambling, getting our things ready.

"Guys, be ready!"

"Let's get it!"

I am so excited. Too excited that calling him had slipped on my mind.

I should call him later instead.

Right. 

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