FIC
TITLE: IMPOSSIBLE
AUTHOR: Hokuto-sama/A(R)
GENRE: CRACK! BUWAHAHAHA!
Summary: None. Theres no actual Story yet =_= Dont grammar Nazi on me yos XDD
CH. 1
Chapter 2: He's like a brain tumor....
The whole way towards the meeting place with my fellow travelers, I cursed the day I got fed the fandom of 2PM. He really was a jerk. I knew from the beginning that he was a jerk. I refused to like him, I really did. And now, I can finally say I had a reason. I walked like Godzilla on crack through the streets, making people notice the obvious evil glare under my brow. A certain perverted man had decided it would be fun to mess with me, but as soon as he could feel my evil angry aura, he backed off. I love human nature. The strong will be beaten by the weak someday, and this was proof. Ok that was completely irrelevant.
It was then I barely realized the time. My Anger had clouded my thoughts enough so now I was lost, and even worst, it was night time already. I took a look around at the neon lights, the strange people walking, and the night time scene. And here I was, walking around as if I had somewhere to go in such a hurry. Stupid Chansung. Ah I really, disliked him more now, if that was even humanly possible. I turned around, attempting to remember where I was.
Why am I here again?
Let me back up for a bit before I continue. You might wonder why I was suddenly in this place. I'm Sahar (a/n: buwahahaha ch'yeah right *shot*), I'm 18 years old now and my nightmare started when a friend planted the seed of 2PM's awesome, even though that had nothing to do with the reason why I was here. I'm not korean, actually, I live in America. Over the summer, I had joined an online contest for Arirang TV, which a certain friend oh so willingly kept pestering me with until I entered it. Four months later, after I had given all hope of winning, I received a call that informed me that I, and four friends, would be able to attend a live radio show filming for Super Junior. I was ecstatic. Of course my E.L.F side took over in excitement and I began thinking of the possibilities I would be able to do on my trip. Even though my parents opposed it, I was here, defying them, as I did something I didn't think I would do: I prepared myself with my curly hair wrapped in a baseball cap, my skinny jeans with my small luggage bag full of the neccesary travel matierial things along with my savings and then went out the window to catch the cab that would take me to the scheduled flight with my pals at LAX. Of course, once I got there, since I had to wait for my parents to sleep, I had missed the flight which meant that I was on my own for the next available one. This in reality had nothing to do with my chance running into Hwang Chansung, the youngest member of the Korean group 2PM. That was a mistake that I REALLY hope never happens again. I couldn't curse my surge of luck, however, as I had secretly been happy to meet one of my favorite idols. Not that I was admitting of liking the guy, actually, and especially after this incident, I grew sicker to my stomach to think of his face. I'm often teased of my extreme denial when it came to him.
I knew I should enjoy the last days I have of life, since when I went back home, I knew my father was gonna kill me, and my mother would just curse my ghost in the afterlife.
Which brings us back to here, where I found myself with a certain red semi-neon light glowing in my face and a few suspicious looking guys to question why I had suddenly stopped in the middle of the street, like an idiot. Embarrassed, I walked away, trying to retrace my steps. I knew I should have bought a map at the airport, or taken a cab. I hated that about myself. I insisted on doing everything, and the first thing I did was refused a cab to take me to the hotel and instead started asking for directions towards it, leading me to my doom at the trains. The problem was that I didn't know a thing about Seoul besides the hotels name, so that was pretty much the biggest mistake anyone could have done when they had never traveled to a foreign country. I passed by the small shops there while I continued to scold and argue with myself, passing a tent-like stand like I had seen in dramas. Not really sure what it's called but all I know is that every heart-broken, crazy, person full of spite or sadness or celebration went there to drink a pool full of Soju and eat their weight in cooked intestines, soup or chicken feet. The smell of it made me a bit sick and my stomach kind of growl in protest. I was kinda hungry but not for that kind of food so I attempted to look for a store. Thats was when I bumped into someones shoulder.
"hey! watch where you're going!" I heard. The voice sounded too familiar.
I had just bumped into Kang Hodong. Oh. my. God. I apologized and tried not to laugh, seeing I recognized the guys face form the many Star king episodes I had seen. Why was he walking around as if no one would recognize him? Whats wrong with korean celebrities? After that, I decided if I had just bumped into not one but TWO stars, I must be pretty lost, so I went to a nearby shop, which resembled a 7-11 to buy a map. I thanked the many gods again that I had somewhat of a brain as I began to look for a way towards where I needed to be, even though at this point all the streets looked pretty much the same and before I knew it I was where I had to be originally.
I looked up at what appeared to be the entrance to the Lotte, the hotel that I had won a grand stay at. It was absolutely gorgeous from the outside, with its fancy glass windows, the tall signs and the Staff of the hotel, including a cute Guard at the entrance, I itched to go inside and check it out, and so I stepped in. I was just turning the corner when I felt someone yank my hair.
"Sahar!!!! Finally!!!" her voice told me. I turned and let a sunny smile brighten up my face.
"You whore!!" I told her as I hugged her warmly, releasing a heavy sigh to see a familiar face. Her hair tickled my nose. It was kinda longer since the last time I saw her.
"You slut!" she told me in reply. My good buddy Alma, (a/n: Sayuri-Alma roflmao!) I thought to myself. She was taller than me, which was funny since I had always imagined she was shorter even though we knew eachother to what seemed to be forever. We were joined by my other two pals right after, Min and Emily, although Min was just a nickname. I kinda forgot her real name since everyone called her Min. Sam Came rushing right after. I AM's and Hottests United, I thought. Epic, just friggen epic. I wondered if I should tell them about...wait no. I'm not gonna. My head hurts so much thinking about it still, I feel like I'm growing a tumor inside my head. Stupid guy, he's a tumor. I've declared him a brain tumor now, just because thinking of him gave me a horrrible headache. Ugh. I hate talking to myself.
"Its about time you got here! what the hell happened? they almost didn't let us on the plane because of you!" Alma told me. She and Sam had gone to LA just for this trip. Alma from the Netherlands and Sam from Singapore, it was a pricey trip for them. I felt kinda guilty and put my head down just a bit to show it.
"Sorry. Its just that....I almost wasn't gonna come." I conffessed, making all three change their expressions, turning them into frowns.
"Your dad wasn't gonna let you was he?" Sam told me, crossing her arms. I nodded sadly but claryfied it a bit.
"He didn't let me." I splurted out realizing her words. "I sort of...snuck out"
"WHAT?!" all three said in Unison, their voices echoing through the lobby.
"Shhhhhhh! I know! I know it was wrong but...I really wanted to come."
"You know youre gonna get murdered when you go back, right?" Emily told me, facepalming in anguish.
"Yes so....." I smiled at them. "I'm gonna enjoy my last week on earth here"
With that said, we headed inside the luxury of the Lottes expensive looking lobby, up to our rooms and off to dream land at 3:30am.
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I glanced at the clock and cursed my fate of staying in the same room as Sam. She was up typing away, making up words, thinking outloud...just being noisy all morning since she couldn't sleep. I covered my head with a plush white pillow and glanced at the clock. 7:39am. I'm going to kill her.
"waaaaaakeeeee upppppp!!" she said, her voice dragging out my name. My irritation grew by the minute and my need for coffee wasn't helping.
"I'm sleepy..." I slurred from under the pillow. "So shut. Up. Sam." I told her slowly.
"But we gotta go now if we wanna make it!" she said, closing her laptop. My eyes opened. We were going someplace?
"what are you talking about?" I said, semi getting up.
"Dude. FANSIGNING. OH MY FUCK!" she said, jumping a bit on the bed. I was suddenly not sleepy anymore and a bit nervous. I sat up and hugged my pillow.
"WHO's fansigning?!?!" I said excitedly.
"2PM'S FANSIGNING!!! We're so lucky yo!!" she exclaimed back. The words alone sent a shiver down my spine. That only meant one thing. My head pulsed and I felt really nervous and nauseous suddenly. Sam noticed my sudden drop and stared at me, puzzled.
"Aren't ya happy? thought you liked 2PM..." she said kind of sadly. She was a Hottest afterall.
"of course I do!" I told her, and I wasn't lying. They're talented. But HE was there. It was silent between us for five seconds before she stood up.
"I bet you're just nervous of seeing CHANSUNG~~" she said teasingly. I grabbed a pillow and threw it at her, yelling "SHUT THE HELL UP!"
"Hurry up and get ready so we can go now. It starts at one o'clock so we should leave now." she said before she went into the bathroom. I picked out my clothes quickly. Some Jeans, a pair of flats, a Nice Blue Top with a bit of lace at the end and I managed a tight pony tail. I was done, I didn't care much. I face palmed feeling a heavy burden suddenly.
Everything after that was a blur as All I could think of was what happened yesterday.
This was driving me crazy.
Why couldn't I have met Junho, or Nichkhun instead of HIM?
My head hurted as the cab stopped and we ended up in the line of the sea of fangirls. The sight was incredible. It wasn't even one yet and there were already these many girls? The sun was too bright but they didn't care. Some where in uniform, but they seemed to have skipped to be here. There was a business woman in line. A BUSINESS WOMAN. Nuts, I tell ya. We got in line and saw as people tried to pass by. It was so crowded and Emily and Sam sat in the floor, I crouched a bit to join them and hid behind Alma for some shade. Min had gone to get some drinks and The line wasn't moving. I took in the view. The posters for Heartbeat promotion, the huge Music store, the people in the stands trying to see what this was all about. Is this really safe? My mind was clouded as I kept thinking when I was suddenly interrupted by an erruption of screams as two cars came close, followed by another three cars. My heart started beating a bit faster suddenly. Would he recognize me?
"Lee Junho oppa!!" I heard
"Kyaaaaa! Taecyon Oppa!"
And so on and so forth. I got dizzy suddenly but I felt the pull of Min as we shuffled ourselves properly.
He wouldn't recognize me, would he?
My heartbeat was increasing its speed, going faster and faster, but I decided to use logic. He must see a ton of girls everyday, and there were crazier people than me out there so I doubt he would remember. That alone eased my nerves, but it was just as I thought that when the screaming got suddenly louder. Coming out of the car, the guards pushed back the ton of fans, forgetting what order was as the magnificent male specimen Nichkhun, followed by the Tall and Beastly Taecyon and the other 2PM members coming out of a large white van. I was dazed, keeping my eyes focused, mesmerized by Junhos and Nichkhun, who looked incredibly gorgeous, even from far away. Nichkhun looked especially cute with a white hat on his head, making his already Angelic smile that much more Angelic. Junho's smile was melting the spine of more than one as he walked in. I was totally speechless, so speechless I couldn't hear anyting around me until Almas voice deafened my ears. She jumped up and down excitedly, pushing down on my shoulder, cupping her mouth with one hand as if we couldn't hear her.
"CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANSSSSSSSUUUUUUUUUUNGAH!!!" she yelled so loudly, I bet people on the space station could hear her.
And He stopped suddenly and waved at her just like he would any fan. Jerk. Not even after we came all the way here to see them.
"Look Sahar! he waved this way!" I heard her yell among the screams. I had refused to turn completely only glanced from the side, but I couldn't help myself and I took a look afterall. Big mistake. He slowed his pace down suddenly and looked right at me, with a quick shock in his face. I felt a blush curl up in my face and then felt a pang in my stomach and head. Did he recognize me?
He kept walking but he kept looking back. I couldn't breathe and the Pang in my stomach went up, harsher, to my head.
He couldn't have recognized me, I repeated to myself.
Oblivious, all four of my pals, who would be dead in a matter of seconds, turned to me excitedly.
"DUDE! HE LOOKED AT YA!"
My head hurted and I felt dizzy, even more then.
Have I already said he's like a Brain tumor?
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NEXT CHAPTER---->
AUTHOR: Hokuto-sama/A(R)
GENRE: CRACK! BUWAHAHAHA!
Summary: None. Theres no actual Story yet =_= Dont grammar Nazi on me yos XDD
CH. 1
Chapter 2: He's like a brain tumor....
The whole way towards the meeting place with my fellow travelers, I cursed the day I got fed the fandom of 2PM. He really was a jerk. I knew from the beginning that he was a jerk. I refused to like him, I really did. And now, I can finally say I had a reason. I walked like Godzilla on crack through the streets, making people notice the obvious evil glare under my brow. A certain perverted man had decided it would be fun to mess with me, but as soon as he could feel my evil angry aura, he backed off. I love human nature. The strong will be beaten by the weak someday, and this was proof. Ok that was completely irrelevant.
It was then I barely realized the time. My Anger had clouded my thoughts enough so now I was lost, and even worst, it was night time already. I took a look around at the neon lights, the strange people walking, and the night time scene. And here I was, walking around as if I had somewhere to go in such a hurry. Stupid Chansung. Ah I really, disliked him more now, if that was even humanly possible. I turned around, attempting to remember where I was.
Why am I here again?
Let me back up for a bit before I continue. You might wonder why I was suddenly in this place. I'm Sahar (a/n: buwahahaha ch'yeah right *shot*), I'm 18 years old now and my nightmare started when a friend planted the seed of 2PM's awesome, even though that had nothing to do with the reason why I was here. I'm not korean, actually, I live in America. Over the summer, I had joined an online contest for Arirang TV, which a certain friend oh so willingly kept pestering me with until I entered it. Four months later, after I had given all hope of winning, I received a call that informed me that I, and four friends, would be able to attend a live radio show filming for Super Junior. I was ecstatic. Of course my E.L.F side took over in excitement and I began thinking of the possibilities I would be able to do on my trip. Even though my parents opposed it, I was here, defying them, as I did something I didn't think I would do: I prepared myself with my curly hair wrapped in a baseball cap, my skinny jeans with my small luggage bag full of the neccesary travel matierial things along with my savings and then went out the window to catch the cab that would take me to the scheduled flight with my pals at LAX. Of course, once I got there, since I had to wait for my parents to sleep, I had missed the flight which meant that I was on my own for the next available one. This in reality had nothing to do with my chance running into Hwang Chansung, the youngest member of the Korean group 2PM. That was a mistake that I REALLY hope never happens again. I couldn't curse my surge of luck, however, as I had secretly been happy to meet one of my favorite idols. Not that I was admitting of liking the guy, actually, and especially after this incident, I grew sicker to my stomach to think of his face. I'm often teased of my extreme denial when it came to him.
I knew I should enjoy the last days I have of life, since when I went back home, I knew my father was gonna kill me, and my mother would just curse my ghost in the afterlife.
Which brings us back to here, where I found myself with a certain red semi-neon light glowing in my face and a few suspicious looking guys to question why I had suddenly stopped in the middle of the street, like an idiot. Embarrassed, I walked away, trying to retrace my steps. I knew I should have bought a map at the airport, or taken a cab. I hated that about myself. I insisted on doing everything, and the first thing I did was refused a cab to take me to the hotel and instead started asking for directions towards it, leading me to my doom at the trains. The problem was that I didn't know a thing about Seoul besides the hotels name, so that was pretty much the biggest mistake anyone could have done when they had never traveled to a foreign country. I passed by the small shops there while I continued to scold and argue with myself, passing a tent-like stand like I had seen in dramas. Not really sure what it's called but all I know is that every heart-broken, crazy, person full of spite or sadness or celebration went there to drink a pool full of Soju and eat their weight in cooked intestines, soup or chicken feet. The smell of it made me a bit sick and my stomach kind of growl in protest. I was kinda hungry but not for that kind of food so I attempted to look for a store. Thats was when I bumped into someones shoulder.
"hey! watch where you're going!" I heard. The voice sounded too familiar.
I had just bumped into Kang Hodong. Oh. my. God. I apologized and tried not to laugh, seeing I recognized the guys face form the many Star king episodes I had seen. Why was he walking around as if no one would recognize him? Whats wrong with korean celebrities? After that, I decided if I had just bumped into not one but TWO stars, I must be pretty lost, so I went to a nearby shop, which resembled a 7-11 to buy a map. I thanked the many gods again that I had somewhat of a brain as I began to look for a way towards where I needed to be, even though at this point all the streets looked pretty much the same and before I knew it I was where I had to be originally.
I looked up at what appeared to be the entrance to the Lotte, the hotel that I had won a grand stay at. It was absolutely gorgeous from the outside, with its fancy glass windows, the tall signs and the Staff of the hotel, including a cute Guard at the entrance, I itched to go inside and check it out, and so I stepped in. I was just turning the corner when I felt someone yank my hair.
"Sahar!!!! Finally!!!" her voice told me. I turned and let a sunny smile brighten up my face.
"You whore!!" I told her as I hugged her warmly, releasing a heavy sigh to see a familiar face. Her hair tickled my nose. It was kinda longer since the last time I saw her.
"You slut!" she told me in reply. My good buddy Alma, (a/n: Sayuri-Alma roflmao!) I thought to myself. She was taller than me, which was funny since I had always imagined she was shorter even though we knew eachother to what seemed to be forever. We were joined by my other two pals right after, Min and Emily, although Min was just a nickname. I kinda forgot her real name since everyone called her Min. Sam Came rushing right after. I AM's and Hottests United, I thought. Epic, just friggen epic. I wondered if I should tell them about...wait no. I'm not gonna. My head hurts so much thinking about it still, I feel like I'm growing a tumor inside my head. Stupid guy, he's a tumor. I've declared him a brain tumor now, just because thinking of him gave me a horrrible headache. Ugh. I hate talking to myself.
"Its about time you got here! what the hell happened? they almost didn't let us on the plane because of you!" Alma told me. She and Sam had gone to LA just for this trip. Alma from the Netherlands and Sam from Singapore, it was a pricey trip for them. I felt kinda guilty and put my head down just a bit to show it.
"Sorry. Its just that....I almost wasn't gonna come." I conffessed, making all three change their expressions, turning them into frowns.
"Your dad wasn't gonna let you was he?" Sam told me, crossing her arms. I nodded sadly but claryfied it a bit.
"He didn't let me." I splurted out realizing her words. "I sort of...snuck out"
"WHAT?!" all three said in Unison, their voices echoing through the lobby.
"Shhhhhhh! I know! I know it was wrong but...I really wanted to come."
"You know youre gonna get murdered when you go back, right?" Emily told me, facepalming in anguish.
"Yes so....." I smiled at them. "I'm gonna enjoy my last week on earth here"
With that said, we headed inside the luxury of the Lottes expensive looking lobby, up to our rooms and off to dream land at 3:30am.
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I glanced at the clock and cursed my fate of staying in the same room as Sam. She was up typing away, making up words, thinking outloud...just being noisy all morning since she couldn't sleep. I covered my head with a plush white pillow and glanced at the clock. 7:39am. I'm going to kill her.
"waaaaaakeeeee upppppp!!" she said, her voice dragging out my name. My irritation grew by the minute and my need for coffee wasn't helping.
"I'm sleepy..." I slurred from under the pillow. "So shut. Up. Sam." I told her slowly.
"But we gotta go now if we wanna make it!" she said, closing her laptop. My eyes opened. We were going someplace?
"what are you talking about?" I said, semi getting up.
"Dude. FANSIGNING. OH MY FUCK!" she said, jumping a bit on the bed. I was suddenly not sleepy anymore and a bit nervous. I sat up and hugged my pillow.
"WHO's fansigning?!?!" I said excitedly.
"2PM'S FANSIGNING!!! We're so lucky yo!!" she exclaimed back. The words alone sent a shiver down my spine. That only meant one thing. My head pulsed and I felt really nervous and nauseous suddenly. Sam noticed my sudden drop and stared at me, puzzled.
"Aren't ya happy? thought you liked 2PM..." she said kind of sadly. She was a Hottest afterall.
"of course I do!" I told her, and I wasn't lying. They're talented. But HE was there. It was silent between us for five seconds before she stood up.
"I bet you're just nervous of seeing CHANSUNG~~" she said teasingly. I grabbed a pillow and threw it at her, yelling "SHUT THE HELL UP!"
"Hurry up and get ready so we can go now. It starts at one o'clock so we should leave now." she said before she went into the bathroom. I picked out my clothes quickly. Some Jeans, a pair of flats, a Nice Blue Top with a bit of lace at the end and I managed a tight pony tail. I was done, I didn't care much. I face palmed feeling a heavy burden suddenly.
Everything after that was a blur as All I could think of was what happened yesterday.
This was driving me crazy.
Why couldn't I have met Junho, or Nichkhun instead of HIM?
My head hurted as the cab stopped and we ended up in the line of the sea of fangirls. The sight was incredible. It wasn't even one yet and there were already these many girls? The sun was too bright but they didn't care. Some where in uniform, but they seemed to have skipped to be here. There was a business woman in line. A BUSINESS WOMAN. Nuts, I tell ya. We got in line and saw as people tried to pass by. It was so crowded and Emily and Sam sat in the floor, I crouched a bit to join them and hid behind Alma for some shade. Min had gone to get some drinks and The line wasn't moving. I took in the view. The posters for Heartbeat promotion, the huge Music store, the people in the stands trying to see what this was all about. Is this really safe? My mind was clouded as I kept thinking when I was suddenly interrupted by an erruption of screams as two cars came close, followed by another three cars. My heart started beating a bit faster suddenly. Would he recognize me?
"Lee Junho oppa!!" I heard
"Kyaaaaa! Taecyon Oppa!"
And so on and so forth. I got dizzy suddenly but I felt the pull of Min as we shuffled ourselves properly.
He wouldn't recognize me, would he?
My heartbeat was increasing its speed, going faster and faster, but I decided to use logic. He must see a ton of girls everyday, and there were crazier people than me out there so I doubt he would remember. That alone eased my nerves, but it was just as I thought that when the screaming got suddenly louder. Coming out of the car, the guards pushed back the ton of fans, forgetting what order was as the magnificent male specimen Nichkhun, followed by the Tall and Beastly Taecyon and the other 2PM members coming out of a large white van. I was dazed, keeping my eyes focused, mesmerized by Junhos and Nichkhun, who looked incredibly gorgeous, even from far away. Nichkhun looked especially cute with a white hat on his head, making his already Angelic smile that much more Angelic. Junho's smile was melting the spine of more than one as he walked in. I was totally speechless, so speechless I couldn't hear anyting around me until Almas voice deafened my ears. She jumped up and down excitedly, pushing down on my shoulder, cupping her mouth with one hand as if we couldn't hear her.
"CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANSSSSSSSUUUUUUUUUUNGAH!!!" she yelled so loudly, I bet people on the space station could hear her.
And He stopped suddenly and waved at her just like he would any fan. Jerk. Not even after we came all the way here to see them.
"Look Sahar! he waved this way!" I heard her yell among the screams. I had refused to turn completely only glanced from the side, but I couldn't help myself and I took a look afterall. Big mistake. He slowed his pace down suddenly and looked right at me, with a quick shock in his face. I felt a blush curl up in my face and then felt a pang in my stomach and head. Did he recognize me?
He kept walking but he kept looking back. I couldn't breathe and the Pang in my stomach went up, harsher, to my head.
He couldn't have recognized me, I repeated to myself.
Oblivious, all four of my pals, who would be dead in a matter of seconds, turned to me excitedly.
"DUDE! HE LOOKED AT YA!"
My head hurted and I felt dizzy, even more then.
Have I already said he's like a Brain tumor?
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NEXT CHAPTER---->