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Studio Madness
Unexpected turn
Jung Lee
"Kwon Jung Lee, open your eyes!"
"Appa, I'm trying the sleep."
"Jung Lee, wake up or umma and your sister will eat all of your Kimbap. Understand?" I shook my head aty father before swinging my legs over the edge of my bed. My black and pink toenails stool out over my pale skin.
I walked out to see my younger sister, Yuri.
"Morning unni." she shook a fiver at me; her blue hair bounced with every step she took.
"Appa, where is Omicha? She was supposed to preform at school with me!"
Omicha is my younger sister. We visited America a while ago and adopted her. She mainly follows me, because her hair is pink, too.
"Jung Lee! Yuri! Omicha! Breakfast!" I have never bolted down the stairs faster. Although I did trip over a pair of shoes.
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"Umma, where are we going?" Omicha fumbled with her seatbelt. I groaned.
"Ommi, you guys are taking a trip."
"To where?" Yuri groaned. I couldn't blame her.
"Some studio place. You all have lovely voices and can dance very well." Her mother stopped short.
A small building came into place, as their umma stopped.
"Bye!" Their mother called.
"Annyeong umma!" The other 3 called as they stepped inside.
All was silent. It was finally in it's peaceful state. That was until a scream was heard.
"annyeonghaseyo?" Omicha wondered aloud.
A black haired girl appeared. She looked Japanese.
"annyeonghaseyo. je ileum-eun gwon jeong liibnida. igeon nae soster, choe yuli, geuligo li Omichaibnida." All three of us bowed our heads down. She looked surprised.
"Kon'nichiwa.Watashinonamaeha takumidesu.Anata wa, atarashī doraibudearu hitsuyō ga arimasu." I closed my eyes and laughed.
"Please stop with the language. Were the new girls here. I suppose we go...?"
"Downthe hall to the left. I'm Takumi, by the way!"
"Kwon Jung Lee, open your eyes!"
"Appa, I'm trying the sleep."
"Jung Lee, wake up or umma and your sister will eat all of your Kimbap. Understand?" I shook my head aty father before swinging my legs over the edge of my bed. My black and pink toenails stool out over my pale skin.
I walked out to see my younger sister, Yuri.
"Morning unni." she shook a fiver at me; her blue hair bounced with every step she took.
"Appa, where is Omicha? She was supposed to preform at school with me!"
Omicha is my younger sister. We visited America a while ago and adopted her. She mainly follows me, because her hair is pink, too.
"Jung Lee! Yuri! Omicha! Breakfast!" I have never bolted down the stairs faster. Although I did trip over a pair of shoes.
-
"Umma, where are we going?" Omicha fumbled with her seatbelt. I groaned.
"Ommi, you guys are taking a trip."
"To where?" Yuri groaned. I couldn't blame her.
"Some studio place. You all have lovely voices and can dance very well." Her mother stopped short.
A small building came into place, as their umma stopped.
"Bye!" Their mother called.
"Annyeong umma!" The other 3 called as they stepped inside.
All was silent. It was finally in it's peaceful state. That was until a scream was heard.
"annyeonghaseyo?" Omicha wondered aloud.
A black haired girl appeared. She looked Japanese.
"annyeonghaseyo. je ileum-eun gwon jeong liibnida. igeon nae soster, choe yuli, geuligo li Omichaibnida." All three of us bowed our heads down. She looked surprised.
"Kon'nichiwa.Watashinonamaeha takumidesu.Anata wa, atarashī doraibudearu hitsuyō ga arimasu." I closed my eyes and laughed.
"Please stop with the language. Were the new girls here. I suppose we go...?"
"Downthe hall to the left. I'm Takumi, by the way!"