15 princes and a princess

15 princes and a princess 4

I must be dead.

There is no other logical reason why I am in this situation!

I know I don't believe in God or anything, but I lived a good life, he must have forgiven me.... Then I died and I got put into a personal heaven and here I am.

That makes sense, right?

Yeah, I thought not. Damn, I must be having a really lucky day.

After Yesung had pulled away from me, he started up the car and began to drive. Staring out of the window at the shops and cafes, I smiled; it was all so pretty here.

*Some time later*

I woke up to Yesung gently shaking me. "Rayn.... we're here." I opened my eyes and locked with his. That is a seriously nice way to wake up.

"When did I fall asleep?" I asked sleepily, rubbing my eyes and stretching. I felt drowsy and let out a huge yawn, hastily covering my hippo-sized mouth.

He thought about it before saying, "About 10 minutes after we left the airport.... Must be jet lag or something." He shrugged and pushed his door open, but didn't climb out yet, instead he remained in the car, looking at me intently.

Woah, last thing I remember was looking out of the car window.... Had I really been that tired? I seriously hadn't felt it.

"I guess, so what do we do now?" I hadn't properly taken in my surroundings. It was now that I broke eye contact with Yesung and looked out of the car window.

The S.M. building was big, to say the least and weirdly quiet since Yesung had said all the guys had the month off. A pink car was pulling out of the carpark and I watched as it sped down the road. Some of the members of Girl's Generation no doubt.

"Lets go inside.... I'll grab your bag." He said, smiling brightly and hopping out of the car. I unclipped my seat belt at lightning speed.

"Nooooo......" I cried jumping out of the car and diving towards the boot. He gave me a quizzical look as I heaved my bag out and basically turned into Golem, holding it behind me protectively.

"Umm..... Yeah, sorry, it's just got some stuff in it that I don't want to break...." I explained vaguely. my favourite guitar was nestled in there amongst my clothes. it was old, my first acoustic in fact. more about it later though. "And you're already letting me stay with you, I wouldn't want to put you to any more trouble." I added shyly.

"...... Right..... Well, shall we go on in then? I will explain to the receptionist who you are and she can give you a key card so you can get in and out of the dorm whenever you want."

My own key card..... Cool. "Alright then." I smiled. My mood was definitely improving the longer I was here. Checking my bag to make sure I hadn't lost my phone or purse, I swiftly marched behind Yesung into the building. The front of the building was glass plated so you could see into the foyer from the outside, but it didn't prepare me for taking my first step inside.

Woah, tardis effect much? If it looked big on the outside, it looked bigger on the inside. I stopped just inside the door taking in the sight of the reception. People from all different groups were milling around, the remaining Girls Generation members were discussing shoes in the corner, before they noticed me and looked up, how stereotypical that a girl group should be discussing shoes... Not that I didn't love shoes, but they were talking designer heels, whereas I'm more into custom made converses.

"Hey you!" One yelled in Korean. "If you're a fan of any of the SM groups, you might want to leave before someone drags you out."

Oh... A flicker of anger crossed my mind, along with the words 'You wanna fight?' My British hard rock 'don't mess with me' attitude returned as my happy mood disintegrated before my eyes. I bit the end of my tongue slightly and hissed quietly. I turned to the group, eyes narrowed to slits, shooting daggers at whoever dared look at me. Some of them visibly shrank back and I smirked.