Fear Me P.JM

Chapter Forty Four: Helicopter Disaster

With three dishes of free dessert, I feel gloriously fat and happy when I step out of Orchid Plaza.

"Your beauty, I must say, has its benefits," I say laughing.

SuJoon jumps around from the sugar rush.

"You wouldn't do something like that though, would you?"

Jimin has been unusually pensive through dinner and even now too for some reason.

I turn to him. "You know the answer to that."

"What is it?"

"I'd probably throw up on you before I could bring the desert," I say with a shrug.

Jimin laughs. "You're right."

He's being really weird.

"So I guess as a first date, it didn't go so bad, right?" he says.

I shake my head. "Nope. I honestly thought it would have gone a lot wor-"

A loud whirring suddenly interrupts me.

And, of course, I spoke too soon.

WHHRRRRRRRRR

WHHRRRRRRRRR

WHHRRRRRRRRR

Is that a...helicopter!?

SuJoon runs to me and I watch as the helicopter lands in the middle of the nearly empty parking lot. The side of helicopter has the letters TE.

I look over at Jimin. He appears just as confused as I am.

I look over at SuJoon. He's having the time of his life.

"Wheeeeee!" he screams holding his arms up.

I grab onto his collar just in case. Don't want any three-year olds flying around now.

After several minutes, the helicopter comes to a complete stop, the propeller no longer moving.

All is quiet...

Then a door flies open, but no one steps out. I can't see anything inside, just pitch black.

And once more, the silence returns.

All three of us don't speak, only watching the helicopter.

Suddenly, coming from the helicopter, music begins to play.

[Poker Face - Lady Gaga]

Two men in black suits jump out, each with a huge speaker in hand.

You've got to be kidding me...

Mamamama...

A pair of long, sculpted legs slide into view.

Mamamama...

Now a slender arm slips out and grabs the side of the helicopter.

Mamamama...

And out steps a gorgeous woman.

She poses.

That's it. This must be a dream.

She makes her way toward us, walking as if on a runway...

Step. Step. Step. Step.

Pose.

Step. Step.

Pose. Spin.

Step. Step. Step.

Upon reaching us, she poses several more times, intentionally holding the positions for her three-person audience to take in. Then, raising an arm, she makes a cutting move in the air and music immediately ceases.

The woman smiles.

"First impressions are vital in this business," she says. "Make it as powerful as you can."

Okay, why on earth are all the people I run into nowadays GORGEOUS!?

Her hair is cut short. And her face looks like its been chiseled out. Definitely looks like the work of Michelangelo.

"My name is Mimi," she announces. "I'm here to speak to Park Jimin."

A giggle escapes my lips.

The woman snaps her gaze to me. "What?"

"N-nothing!" I say shaking my head.

MIMI...

I actually win this one.

Nikito so beats Mimi.

Ding, ding, ding!

Nikito 1, Mimi 0

"What are you doing here?"

Jimin finally steps forward.

"Because of this," Mimi says and she snaps her fingers.

The two black-suited men from earlier run up and hand her five photos. Jimin takes the pictures, looking at them for a second before his eyes shoot wide.

"Su..."

"Someone may have injured the first photographer we hired..."

I can't help but grin. Nikito 2, Mimi 0

"...but we already had another one on call."

Ouch. Nikito 2, Mimi 1

Mimi smiles.

"As you can see, these pictures of Lee Suyeon reveal her true nature. Hot dog eating contests are not the kind of models her company or any company would like to represent. WE ARE ALL COUTOURE. WE ARE ALL CHIC. We are not stuffing ourselves with sausages and thin buns."

On Suyeon's defense, that has Jb written all over it.

"You can keep those," Mimi says. "We have the originals. And we will release them."

"That'll ruin her, and the Parks in general!" Jimin argues.

"I know," Mimi says nodding.

"Alright, how much?"

Mimi shakes her head. "Our company has money. What we don't have is a new face. Like yours."

Woah, woah, woah.

"If you don't want these photos spread, you will come work for us. Back in Korea."

WOAH, WOAH, WOAH!

"I don't work against my family's Modeling Agency," Jimin says. "And I don't model."

HA!

"It seems like you don't have a choice."

Damn. Nikito 2, Mimi INFINITY.

Jimin opens his mouth, but closes it several seconds later.

"Anything else?" Mimi says.

Jimin shakes his head.

"You have until your father's gala to decide. I'll see you there."

Gala?

"What about you, with the tiny one?" Mimi says looking at me. "You look like you are bursting to say something."

I look at Mimi, her helicopter, and her men behind her. I fall onto my knees.

"THIS IS ONLY MY FIRST DATE!" I cry out.

At least wait until the second to break news like this!

Mimi stares at me, then turns to Jimin. "You could do much better."