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~°~°~°~°~Melody's POV°~°~°~°~°~
"We're here!" Namjoon says as we pull up to a building.
We all sigh in relief as we eagerly crawl out of the van, happy to be able to stretch out our legs. We had been stuck in this vehicle for a while.
Surprisingly, the paparazzi haven't figured out the rehearsal location as we are the only ones standing outside the building.
The exterior of the structure appears to be a regular office building as far as I can tell.
Inside, we are joined by the others as we all head toward what I can only assume to be the practice studio.
In the studio, I look down at my shorts and sweater combo; immediately regretting the fact that I didn't change into more flowy attire.
If I am going to be dancing in this sweater I will be one hot mess.
Lovely...
Automatically, I walk to the center of the floor and sit down and begin stretching.
"Noona 뭐하고 있니? (Noona What are you doing?)" Jungkook asks into his phone as he watches me with an odd look.
He squats next to me so I can give my response to his phone.
"I am stretching? (나는 스트레칭하고 있습니까?)" I respond as I slide into a side split.
Do they not stretch before dancing?
"야아! Noona가하는 일을보세요!"
I sigh as Jungkook exclamation brings everyone's focus on me.
Why is it the smallest thing I do, they all gawk at?
What does a girl have to do to get some peace around here?
"Yah, she's smart. That's why she's a better dancer than you. You should stretch too, Jungkook." Namjoon says as he attempts to slide into the splits.
Comically, he yelps as he falls over. Apparently, he is not that flexible.
"우리는 비디오를 위해 어느 것을 할 것인지 결정할 수 있도록 이러한 모든 노래를 다뤄야합니다. 모두가 형성에 들어간다, 우리는 정상에서 시작될 것이다! (We have to deal with all these songs so we can decide which one to do for the video. Everyone enters formation, we will start at the top!)" Hoseok calls out as he stands at the front of the room.
Awkwardly, I scramble to my feet and head to the back of the room to observe them in their element.
"And five, six, seven, eight!" Hoseok calls as the music starts.
I casually lean against the door as 'Dionysus' begins blasting over the speakers.
Just as they start getting into the chorus, I feel the door open behind me and a hand grasps my arm, pulling me out into the hall.
What the...
"Hi! You are Melody correct? I am Brooke, I am here to help you get ready for tonight's concert!" A friendly faced woman says before I have the opportunity to scream at her.
"Walk with me, " She says as she links her arm with mine and guides me down the hall.
"I'm sure you are confused. Think of me as your stylist and older sister for the next two weeks. I will be helping you prepare for interviews and concerts, all while making sure you look fabulous." She explains.
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