Alana's Professor for Music & Composition Theory, has assigned her a Pen Pal.
It's not a coincidence that she was transferred to this university.
I may only music but I do have a few tricks up my sleeve, I'm not the innocent girl they think I am
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"What's up my name is Alana Sanchez! I'm 23 years old and today is bday. (My Real Birthday is today June 19th). I just transferred to Seoul International of MUSIC Arts, from UCLA.
I thank my adored brother because he got transferred here, he is a Interpreter he speaks 10 different languages he is also a famous K-Idol Woo Young.
I'm 5'8, I weigh none of your business. I have a pink hair graient. Brown/black eyes. I'm a mixture of different races but I look white and Asian. I've been told I'm pretty, I think I'm okay nothing much anyways. On to my story, Let's go!"
This is me:
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So my professor of MUSIC & COMPOSITION THEORY have me an assignment, apparently I'll be writing to an idol or idols as my penpal. I sigh when I get back to my dorm, I've only been here at this University for two months.
Apparently, she is very good friends with some companies that have debuted K-Idols. That's very interesting indeed, I barely only started listening to kpop.
This sucks ass, I toss my bag on my bed. I grabbed my clothes to shower, A boring Friday night. As always I grab my headset, I'm about to make another sample till I hear my door slams open.
"Alana, get ready we're about to go an party. Also Mark can't DJ, can you do it? Mikey said he'll pay you $200 for the night!"
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That's Yoona, she's studying to be a music producer. She's very pretty short pink hair, confident and doesn't take shit from anyone. I just laid there, till she mentioned the cash. I jumped up and put on my outfit for the night.
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I grab my equipment, "Let's go!" she grabs my hand pulling me out the door. I lock and slam my door closed as she continues to pull me out.
I yank my hand away, steadying myself as I walk towards the lame ass frat house. I make my way in shoving past the dumb ass drunks, "Move Dumb ass!" I say as I shove him to the side.
Some dude goes and tries to touch me, I twirl out of the way as I shove him to the side. He lands on our very own Queenka of our Uni, I laugh when she shoves him off giving me the thumbs up.
We're on good terms for now, we met the first day. When she was looking for her boyfriend, I told her about the blonde hugging up on some skank in the admin office.
"Now that she-devil is Stacy, she transferred to the university 6 months ago. She's also the freshmen dorm advisor. "Yo Stace, I owe you one later I shout out!" she sends me a finger heart. I pretend to catch it and put it in my pocket.
I hear her laugh, "Alana, you betta Turn It Up!"
I wink at her as I head to the open space, where I would setup. I grab a table big enough for my equipment. I connect everything, I place my headphones on. As the beat shakes the house, bodies start pouring in as the beat drops.
Mikey walks up to the DJ table, as we do our little handshake. In my hand is $400, I point to my hand. "It's because of Yoon, he was being an ass to you earlier." He waved later, then walked off . I notice him walked to a blonde, she looked like a porn star.
Whatever, As the party dies down. I pack up my things. I help pick up the cups and trash. Ugh I still have to write my letter. Whatever, I walk back to the dorm.
"Homework be Damned."
🌀Heyo🌀 "What's up?! My LIL ISLANDERS. Hope you like this story.
I will try my hardest not to make it so cliché.
Anyways I would like to apologize inadvance for any misspelled words and Any grammatical errors
