untitled for now | By : smashing Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Super Junior Views: 1076 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own or know Super Junior, as much as I wish otherwise. I am not making any money off of this, and this is purely fictional. |
This is a work in progress.. I wrote it when I was supposed to be focusing on math, lol. But I was wondering if I should continue it or not? I have a few ideas of what to do, so that wouldn't be the problem. I'm just wondering if it could hold interest for awhile. Please rate and review to help this decision. Thank you for taking the time to read.
I do not own Super Junior. I own Lexi, Alec, etc... just not anyone famous that happens to be written in this lol.
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I groaned as I walked into the hotel room and dropped my luggage on the floor, looking over at my best friend as he walked in behind me.
“So. We’re in South Korea and we’ve got nothing to do but wander around Seoul for a few weeks. Normally that would be amazing, but I’m sure it’ll get tiring after awhile without anything else to do,” I muttered. “At least my parents got their own room down the hall so we don’t interfere with their messed up business schedule,” I added with a shrug, sitting on the edge of the bed. “What do you wanna do tonight?” I asked, hoping he had a plan.
Alec shrugged a bit. “Well I wanted to go out somewhere to party. We speak decent Korean, so it shouldn’t be too much of a problem. Well, some speak it better than others,” he laughed, picking on my knack of screwing up sentence structures and such as I glared at him. “Anyway, just dress to impress, alright? Look hot, but not too hot. Don’t need too much attention. I’ll go hang with your parents for a bit and tell them what’s up while you get ready. I’ll be back in a half hour,” he said before quickly grabbing what he would wear out of his suitcase before leaving the room.
I stared blankly after him. “I bet that asshole is planning to set me up tonight, as usual. Sure the guys he finds are attractive, but they’re all pigs,” I grumbled to myself as I searched through my own suitcase. I didn’t know what to wear, which was a problem I had often.
After a few minutes of looking, I saw my favorite shirt near the bottom and grabbed it, holding it against my front. It was a dark red top that tied behind the neck and showed my sides, going into a triangle shape on my stomach and had a few small flowers embroidered along the edges.
I changed out of my t-shirt and into the red one, also putting on a gray school skirt with red socks and black boots, messing with my necklace as I stared at the mirror on the wall.
The necklace had a light blue charm that said ‘SJ,’ standing for my obsession, Super Junior. I never wore it outside my clothes; I always hid it under my shirt. It was never fun to explain to anyone what the letters stood for.
But since I was in Korea, I figured that it was alright if I wore it with pride, as I’d just probably blend in with plenty of other fans in the area.
I put on a bit of eyeliner and eye shadow, half of my eyelid colored gray, fading into a faint red. I frowned, not knowing to do with my hair. Deciding eventually to put it in a high half ponytail and let the rest hang to the middle of my back, I grinned at my reflection.
I wasn’t totally egotistical, but I knew that I looked damn good and would fit in wherever Alec decided to drag me.
I put on a dash of perfume and smiled when the door opened to show Alec, now dressed in a nice white buttoned shirt and tight black pants.
He smirked when he saw me wave at him. “Lookin’ good, Alexis. Just keep it up and you’ll do great at the party,” he laughed, earning yet another glare from me.
“Don’t call me that,” I warned for the millionth time, hating my given name.
I preferred to be called Lexi, it sounded less formal and much less girly. I hated looking too girly, but I also loved to dress to show off, if that makes any sense.
Alec rolled his eyes, not scared at all. “Save it for someone else. Let’s just get going or we’ll be late,” he said as he picked up my small black bag (most would call it a ‘purse,’ but I prefer ‘mini book bag’) and put it on his shoulder, leaving the room with it in order to get me to follow.
Grunting to myself as I wondered what we would be late for, I stomped after him and shut the door behind me.
I turned to my friend once we were in the taxi. “Are we really going to a party?”
Shrugging, Alec told the driver where to go, ignoring my question.
Within a half hour the cab stopped and we were let out in an alley.
“Alec, what the hell? This isn’t a club entrance…” I mumbled, crossing my arms.
“Who said we were going to a club?” he shot back as he opened a door that read ‘Authorized Personnel Only’ at the top.
“Alec, where are we?” I asked when we walked through the doorway.
“Do you ever stop whining?” Alec replied, “We’re almost there, so don’t make yourself look like an annoying American,” he finished just as lights were shown from ahead of us.
He laughed into the darkness as he went toward the bright lights with me following closely behind him.
I rolled my eyes and said nothing, just deciding to wait for whatever it was.
When we reached the lights, it looked like we were in the back of a theatre, the backstage of a play. There were so many people running around with outfits that it was no wonder they needed so many lights.
I was confused, of course. Were we seeing a play? I chose once again not to talk as a man now came up to us.
“Alec! Good to see you, I was wondering if you’d make it. Before we get started, is the girl prone to fainting? Standard question, I’m sure you understand,” he laughed out, proceeding to confuse the hell out of me.
Alec shook his head. “Nope, never has. She’ll be fine,” and he looked at me, smirking at my obvious confusion. “She has no idea what’s going on, so it’s entertaining.”
The man laughed once more. “That does make it fun. Now, Alexis, is it?”
I folded my arms, hating my name as he continued. “You’re about to love your boyfriend very much,” he finished with a grin.
I raised an eyebrow. “I don’t have a boyfriend. But why, what’s going on?”
The man ignored me with a shrug. “No boyfriend? This’ll be dangerous then. But you look lovely, so it’s alright, whatever happens. Good luck picking a favorite. They know a girl is coming, so they’re thrilled,” he explained.
“Dammit Alec, I knew you were trying to set me up. You need to learn that the guys you pick only love themselves,” I shot to him with a glare.
The Korean man laughed. “I’m sure these boys are more than worthy of you, but he isn’t setting you up. This is just a meet and greet, as Americans call it, so please don’t get any funny ideas out of this. They’re ready now,” he finished the last bit into his earpiece before he grinned. “Right this way,” he said, walking down a nearby hallway, Alec and I following after him.
I didn’t know why I trusted this man, but if Alec knew him, I figured that he was an alright guy.
When he opened one of the doors in the hallway, I heard “Boys, here they are,” from the man before he pulled us in with him, shutting the door behind us.
After a few seconds of staring at the floor, I began to get curious. I looked up and my jaw dropped, my eyes grew wide.
All thirteen members of Super Junior were sitting in chairs and couches around the room, and all of them were looking over at me with a smile.
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