First and Last 『Justin Bieber』

Chapter Five

I remember when I first started working here in the company, they freaking made me happy on my first day. They welcomed me with open arms, they make me laugh, they call me "little sister" and now I know what Josem, my little brother feels like when I call him my little brother.

They call me little sister, because I'm the youngest employee there. They said that I was a genius for graduating college early, but I just told them that the education's curriculum is different in the Philippines. We have four years in high school and so does in college.

When I was still in high school, I am not the best student ever. I'm more of a like smart-then-lazy-as-fuck-student. I don't do my assignments, projects and performance tasks, I don't listen to my teachers.

I changed when college started. I changed for the better, because this is my life. If I didn't do good at college, I wouldn't probably be here and living my dream right now. I always thank the Lord for everything. Without His guidance, I'd never make it.

It's been a month since work has started and it's going pretty good. Too good actually, I already received my first pay and it's pretty big for an amateur like me. I already sent the money required for Papa and the others. I added a little extra, but the remaining is enough for me to last for a few months.

I'm loving my life right now.

Today is a Wednesday and I'm bored as fuck. I could go to work, but I have already finished my job. They told me to just go home and update it, if there's any changes. We're currently working on Silent Hills' full game play. I'm so excited for the full game to come out. I'll watch Pewds play it.

How about dancing? I haven't done that in a while. Maybe I should go to the dancing studio that I found while I was out jogging the other day. Jumping off the bed, I walked over to my closet and changed.

I tried to remember where exactly did I spotted it. Whatever, I'm just gonna go to the place where I think that I spotted it. That will help me remember the way better.

I grabbed my keys, thudded down the stairs and made my way out the door. Today is a beautiful day in L.A, I absolutely love the people here. So far, no one has been ruining my everyday mood. Except for my period, I hate it when I'm on my red days. I'm usually quiet and my usual self, but when someone really irritates or annoy the fuck out of me. I'll probably beat the living shit out of them.

Listening to music while walking my way over to the gym, the wind blew my long black hair. Hmm, I might do something with this hair. Oh no, I'm not going to cut it. I love it too much for me to cut our bond.

I stopped and looked around. Where is that damn studio? Walking a little bit further, I stopped and asked a girl standing near McDonalds. I asked her if she knows any dancing studio around here and she said that I just missed it. The girl said to walk back a few steps and look up and there's gonna be the sign of the studio there. I mentally smacked myself in the head. Why didn't I looked up? I sighed and said my thank you.

One thing I hate about asking someone is that you will realize that you're kinda stupid or you will realize how dumb you are for a short while. Well, that is just my opinion. I don't about y'all, but I hate asking strangers. I get this little nervous feeling and I hate it. I hate being shy.

Street 101 Dance Studio

That must be the dancing studio! Well, no shit sherlock. Of course that's the studio, Siane you moron. Shaking my head I observed the outside of the studio. It looks like this is a guys' studio. I mean look at the name. Street 101 Dance Studio. It reminds me of the dance crew back when I was in college.