In the last chapter of Iven's story...

Setting: Singapore

The week passed by quickly before it was time for me to head to South Korea to start my training.

Flashback

It was the beginning of the week when I got my packet in the mail.  I opened it to find the instructions and a welcome letter from JYPE.  Also inside, was plane tickets to South Korea that were scheduled for the end of the week, early morning.  I told my parents about this, trying to keep all my excitement in and acting calm, expecting a big reaction from them.  But instead, all I got was a nod.  Well, I was close to my dad rather than my mom.  So later when it was night, he came in and gave me a few pieces of advice and wished me congrats and good luck.  But, what surprised me was that he pulled me into a tight hug which felt strange, but nice.  It has been forever since he has ever hugged me like this, but to this day, I don’t know why he had been keeping himself away from loving me.

During the week, I told my teachers about my departure (a/n GOT7 reference…. Hahaha… anyway, back to the story) and they all decided to reveal the news on my last 2 days at school.  They were chill and gave me no homework or either told me I was excused from doing the school work since it didn’t matter if I did since I was leaving anyway.  So, everyday, at school, I just got to relax and have people, friends or random, come up to me and tell me goodbyes and good lucks.  After school, I would work on packing my stuff, little by little.  But I had to sort out which stuff I really needed, since I wasn’t allowed to pack much.

Back to present time

It was finally the night before I had to head to the airport and move to South Korea.  I took a look at my house all around, taking mental pictures so I would remember what it looked like so when I felt like I missed home in Korea, I could bring up those mental pictures in my mind and hopefully, it could fulfil my need for home.  I decided to take a small nap instead of doing an all nighter.  But before I went to sleep, I set an alarm so I would have time to get to the airport and not miss my flight.

I woke up to the sound of my phone vibrating, telling me it was time to get up.  I was a light sleeper so I just woke up from the vibrations.  I checked the time and it was almost midnight.  My flight was scheduled to leave at 2 AM.  I got up quietly, and headed to the living room where I carried down my luggage.  

I was just about to head out the door when I heard 2 voices behind me, “Need a ride?”

I turned around with my luggage in my hand and saw my parents standing in the entrance of the living room.  I was surprised to see this scene because my parents have been fighting and yelling at each other for the past 2 months.  But this week, it was all quiet and there they were, standing next to each other lovingly.  I felt tears well up in my eyes as I put my luggage down and ran towards my parents, engulfing them in a big hug.  We had this moment of peace where my family, for once, felt united.  We finally separated after 5 minutes, and then we headed to the airport, together.

Once we got there, I headed towards my terminal to find a big, tall man in a suit with a sign that read “JYPE”.  He was standing in front of a small group of other kids who looked tired and sleepy.  I quickly said my last goodbyes to my parents and headed over to the group.  

As I approached the group, the man spoke up and asked me, “You are Iven, correct?

I nodded and he mumbled to himself, “Let’s see if we have anyone else? Oh, we need one more person.”

I went to go sit down in the blob of other kids who were picked to be trainees and looked around at everyone there.  They were all around my age and they seemed super exhausted.  I felt sorry for them even though I probably looked like them too.  I was just about to close my eyes so maybe I could rest more, but then I heard the sound of a girl screaming.  I quickly opened my eyes and saw in front of the big, tall man was a girl on the floor with her luggage under her.  It seemed she was rushing to get here and while she was running, she tripped on her luggage.  I stood up and decided to go help her since the big, tall man was just staring at his clipboard and then at his phone, ignoring the fallen girl in front of him.

I approached the girl and put my hand out while saying, “Are you okay? Do you need any help there?”

She responded quickly, “No, I’m okay.  But thanks for asking!”  She picked herself quickly up and then gave me a big smile.  She then stuck her hand out and said, “I’m Abigail, but you can call me Abi.  What’s your name?”

“Iven.” I said, while taking her hand and shaking it.  I was gonna talk to her a bit more but then the big, tall man began to talk saying how it was time for everyone to gather and stand in a single file line so he could check our tickets.

We then all stood there and pulled out our tickets, showing him we had it.  He then nodded and led us to the airplane.  Our flight was a direct, non-stop flight to South Korea, 7 hours.  It’s a lot, but it was better than the other ones which took like 12 hours, according to some other strangers on the plane, which I overheard their conversations.  

Luckily, I was seated right next to the girl who I met, Abi and so, on the way, we talked more to each other and became friends.  Turns out, I found out that Abi is very talkative so most of the flight, she just talked about whatever and I was just nodding until I kinda fell asleep on her.  Well, that wasn’t a good idea though.  The next thing I knew was I was awoken from jolts of non-stop shaking.  At first, I thought the plane was going through some turbulence(a/n GOT7’s lastest comeback and another reference hehehe) but turns out it was just Abigail, shaking me to wake me up since we were almost there and the plane was landing.  When she saw I had awoken, she was looking at me with these weird looks and covering . Wait, was she laughing? I then realized, there was probably something wrong with me.  I looked away from her and got my phone out. And…..bam.  I saw what she was laughing at.  She had drawn random stuff on my face with some markers.  Great… She was now laughing out loud and holding her stomach.  I decided to just shrug it off and laugh with her.  I mean who can stay mad at such a happy person having fun.  Besides, I can just clean it off when I land, in the bathroom.

We finally reached South Korea, the place where my dream could come true but also where my training starts…

A/N

It's finally Thanksgiving break and I finally got the time to write. I know Thanksgiving is tomorrow, but I'll just say it early... HAPPY THANKSGIVINGS EVERYONE!!

I'm thankful for y'all, especially, who motivated me to keep writing this fanfiction and all the people in my life.

Well, after Thanksgivings is Christmas, WOOO~ My favorite holiday XD

Anyway, have you igot7s heard how GOT7 is coming to the US again? Well, they are, but this time, it's a fanmeet. I sadly can't go because I don't live in the popular states. But, I promise that one day, I will go to one and meet my Markiepooh hehehe :3

Oh, and before I forget, THANK YOU SOO MUCH FOR 200 VIEWS <3

Thank you for reading and feel free to voice your opinion on my story so far :)