The whole way to Siwon oppa’s dorm, I kept thinking about Heechul. His name seemed oddly familiar, and his face also seemed vaguely familiar to me. But I just couldn’t quite put my finger on it. All I know, is that he was VERY hot. I had my elbow against the door, my cheek resting on my fist, staring out the window like one of those girls you’d see in a Korean drama that had gone all starry-eyed over some random guy she was caught up with. Korea was so peaceful, yet it was also very busy. People were walking everywhere, bargaining with street vendors, and biking their way with their goods in their basket attached to their bike. I’ve always loved this place.

“Excuse me,” I said, leaning forward a little, “how much longer do you think it’ll take?”

He flicked his eyes to look at me through his rearview mirror. “Lady, do I look like a wristwatch?”

“Rude,” I muttered in English. Then in Korean, “You DO know where we are, right?”

“Look lady, I’ve been running these streets since I was a little lad. Now quite your gabbering, we’re here.”

He stopped in front of a happy looking little building that had all the lights on inside. Good, so they were home. I got out and pulled all my bags out of the trunk, leaving them on the sidewalk.

“That’ll be $40.86,” he said, craning his neck lower to be able to see me through the passenger’s rolled down window.

I handed him a fifty. “Keep the change.”

He nodded and left.

“You’re welcome!” I called after him with my hands cupped around my mouth. I checked my watch. 11:38. Gee, I hope this isn’t too late to just come barging in. Siwon didn’t even know I was coming. Well…He knew I was coming sometime this month, he just didn’t know the exact date ‘cause I could never decide which day I wanted to come. I just told him to be expecting me sometime in this general time area. That’s enough notice, isn’t it? Ehh.

I stared at my suitcases and bags. Hmmm…Now how is this gonna work? I stacked the three duffels on top of three suitcases and soon found out that I had a talent for rolling three suitcases in each hand, while still holding onto my purse and not making the duffel bags fall. Which is strange seeing as how I’m usually a klutz.

I made it to the elevator and reached my leg up to push the button. Thank you, gymnastics…And ballet, and martial arts, and figure skating. Yeahh, I did every activity imaginable when I was little. I struggled to pull my luggage into the tiny elevator and reached my leg up to push level 15, which was where the Super Junior dorms were located. The door shut with a little *ding* and I watched as the red digital numbers started climbing up and up the scale until number fifteen flashed in my face. The doors opened and closed with another little *ding* after I exited. I stared at the lone door.

Their dorms got a whole floor to themselves? Eh? Or maybe that’s how all the dorms are in this building. Wait…One dorm was big enough to house all fifteen guys? Is it a Mary Poppins dorm? O__O

I freed my hand from the three suitcases, which went *kerplunk.* I sighed and knocked on the door.

“Who is it?” I heard a voice yell from behind. Later six other voices joined in saying things like

“Would you just open it?”

Or

“No! What if it’s a crazed fan girl?”

Or

“Maybe it’s the Chinese I ordered!”

Finally the door opened and eight curious—but very hott—faces stared at me. I smiled at them.

My brothers.

“Annyeonghaseyo,” I greeted.

“UKI!” They all yelled and grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me into a huge group hug. I laughed.

“Aww, I’ve missed you guys, too!” I yelled over all of their excited voices. “But can someone please get my bags in here? My arms feel as if they’re about to fall off!”

“Still the weakling I know,” Leeteuk said, smiling at me.

I smiled back. “It happens,” I said, winking at him.

I examined the faces around me as Sungmin and Yesung went out into the hallway to retrieve my bags. Shindong, Ryeowook, Leeteuk, Eunhyuk, Kyuhyun, and some guy whose name I did not know were all staring at me. I smiled at him and extended my hand.

“Well hi there! I’m Uki, Siwon’s little sister. And you are?” I asked sweetly.

“Er…Erm…Zhou Mi,” he murmured quietly.

The other members laughed. Leeteuk wrapped his arm around Zhou Mi’s neck and gave him an old school noogie. “You better not develop a crush on poor Uki, otherwise Siwon will eat you alive. I mean…Take how much Donghae is protective over Alex, multiply it by twenty, and you get Siwon.”

Everyone laughed as Zhou Mi was squirming to get out of Leeteuk’s grasp. Finally, Teukie let go of him. Zhou Mi glared while fixing his hair.

Oh, I loved these guys.<3