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Carmela stepped into the large practice room she was assigned to enter, and the chatter silenced. There was a group of young people standing together, but they all turned to her as she walked towards them. Roxana was there, but the rest were all boys. Six boys, and one of them was... Hosi? What the fuck?
"Hosi? What are you doing here?" She asked as she saw his grinning face.
"You guys know each other?" Roxana asked.
"Yeah, Carmela's my step-sis's best friend. We're close too. I wouldn't say she's like a sister to me though..." He winked at her as the boys snickered, and Roxana rolled her eyes. Carmela felt a gross feeling in her gut and pushed the thoughts of her and Hosi away from her mind.
"Alright, alright. Guys, this is the choreographer I was talking about, Carmela Lee. Introduce yourselves." Roxana stepped back as the boys walked towards Carmela, surrounding her. She spotted a lean, dirty-blonde haired boy and silently gasped. Namjoon. The one who had sabotaged her number sticker on audition day. She would definitely have a fucking word with him after. Not right now though, Carmela had promised to keep herself under control. It was her first job anyways and she didn't want to lose it on the first day.
"Hi Carmela, I'm JK! Its short for Jungkook, but you can call me whatever you want." A muscular, strong faced boy said. He had light brown hair and Carmela was surprised how childish and soft his tone was. She gave him a smile, one he eagerly returned.
"I'm Jin. Nice to meet you. I look forward to working with you." A handsome, tall skinny boy spoke. His dark hair encased his head and his shoulders were broad as he joined his hands behind his back. He seemed a little intimidating. Carmela nodded at him, and he turned away from their little circle.
"Hello, my name is Jimin. We are so excited to work with you! Maybe we can even be friends, you never know!" His cute face broke into a grin and he dragged a hand through his blonde, curly hair. He swung an arm around Hosi who smiled and they both walked away, talking. Carmela instantly liked Jimin, not because he was a little short and looked the easiest to work with, but because he was so friendly and comfortable.
"I'm Yoon. Let's work well together." This boy had one of the deepest voices Carmela had ever heard. She nodded and smiled to the brown haired boy. His eyes looked bored and sleepy and he shifted his hands in his pockets. Carmela liked his chill vibe and was excited to work with him.
"Hey Carmela. I'm Namjoon. We've already met. Hopefully you will be able to teach us something and help us succeed in our journey. Let's work hard together and do our best. We're in this together now." Namjoon spoke in a deep smooth but somehow raspy voice and raised his hand for a high five. Carmela smiled and hit his palm, standing slightly on her tippy toes. He seemed well-spoken and she liked the way he engaged with her. Hmm. Maybe she would let him off the hook this time. It was probably an accident anyways.
"Thanks. I'm excited!" She said, and he smirked and walked to the others who were fooling around.
Hosi and Jimin was trying to steal JK's jacket as Jin and Namjoon stood and shook their heads at them, smiling. Yoon was sitting down near them and tying his shoe laces, slowly and sleepily.
The band was nice and Carmela couldn't wait to get started on the choreography! Her heart beat loudly and she coughed, trying to cover her excited squeal. She looked up and saw Roxana walking over to her. The tall thin young woman nodded her head to the right direction and led her to a door on the right wall of the room, the only wall that wasn't covered in mirrors.
They entered a small, square room. It was dimly lit, with two long benches at the either side of the room, and one wall was covered in a short row of metal lockers.
"This is the locker room. The boys will be in here, like changing and stuff, so our place is in there." Roxana was pointing to another door directly across from them. Wait, did that mean that she'd have to fucking walk in the middle of the boys' locker room? Now hold on a smoki-
"Yeah, I know what you're thinking. But we just gotta close our eyes and run across. It's no big deal, they're small idiots anyways." She smirked as Carmela laughed and they walked to their locker room. Roxana gave her a lock and passcode and Carmela put her stuff in the metal locker.
"Why d'you wanna be a choreographer?" Carmela looked up from tying her shoe laces at Roxana who was leaning against her locker.
"Um, I don't know. I guess I just like dancing and creating them even more." The question caught her off guard and she tried to forget the first thing that came to her mind. Well, I don't know, just that it stopped me from attempting suicide again and reminding myself of my mom's slit arms when I found her in bed when I was five fucking years old.
Roxana nodded and they both exited the place, returning to the practice room. Roxana clapped her hands and the boys walked over to both girls.
"Alright! Let's start, but before we start, I wanna get one thing clear. This is not your typical band alright? This is TSB, now first what does that stand for?" Carmela couldn't help but admire Roxana, and she felt unusually nervous when she compared herself to her. Her strong tone of voice, her style, the way she got everyone's attention in an intimidating way, was so... refined and professional. She felt childish, but this was her very first job and she couldn't get enough of it.
"I'm pretty sure it stands for 'Tit Sucking Boys' yup." Hosi said and the boys burst into laughter. How disgusting. There was definitely something fucking wrong with Hosi. He needed serious help with his constant horniness.
"Enough. Hosi, you say something like that again and I'll show you what woman are made of. Understand?" Roxana said with an angry glare. Jin and Namjoon had gone quiet but the rest were stifling their laughs. The fuck? How immature were these guys? Roxana was right, they were legit small idiots. She put her hands on her hips and sighed at the snickering boys.
"TSB means, "To Success and Beyond". Now to go beyond, you have to understand that we need to work harder and better than the rest of the bands out there. In order to do that, you are going to plan, choreograph, write, and produce all of your songs and performances."
JK's jaw dropped and he grabbed Jimin's arm, pretending to almost faint, and Hosi clutched his heart dramatically. They were kinda funny.
"Of course, me and Carmela are going to help with the dancing for the most part. That's what we're here for. But that doesn't mean we're going to do everything. All of us are going work hard together and you're going to put every part of yourselves into this song, so people can recognize instantly that this is a TSB song." Sometimes Carmela wondered if Roxana was only the lead choreographer of the group.
Hmm, seems like they already recorded their first song. Carmela was excited to hear it and smiled at Roxana's next words.
"Now let's get started. Namjoon, can you play the song for Carmela?" Namjoon walked over to a small corner of technology and soon a musical beat eased into Carmela's ears.
The song... it was so damn good. And it matched the style of dance that Carmela was good at because there were a number of rap breaks and hip hop instrumentals. Perfect. This was so perfect! She silently thanked the judges and closed her eyes. She slowly moved her body to the beat, gracefully guiding her arms and legs together with the RnB music. She felt so lightheaded and at ease, and she heard the boys say, "Wow..." as she swayed her hips softly to the rhythm. It was kind of like the moment at the bar, when she felt so unbelievably good after all those shots and intimacy with (barf) Hosi. The only thing that had ruined that night was the aftermath with Jules and Hosi and... Taehyung? Hey where was that curly haired asshole, anyway?
Carmela opened her eyes and suddenly stood still, the smooth vocals unaffecting her now. Roxana looked a little surprised, as Carmela looked around the room.
"What's wro-"
"Where's Taehyung?"
"He went to get your papers." Roxana said. She pointed behind Carmela to the door. "Oh, there he is."
Carmela turned around and saw the tall, muscular boy leaning against the door frame with a pile of papers in his hand. His dark eyes were directly on her. But he quickly straightened up and loudly cleared his throat, walking over to them.
Wait... was he just watching me? Ew.