Selena’s POV…

Someone was knocking on the godforsaken door again. Seriously, does no one sleep in this hotel no more? I groaned annoyed throwing my legs over the edge of the bed listening for that knocking again.
“Maybe they left.” I whispered seeing that Hoku’s bed was already empty.

“Ugh, dress shopping. I forgot.” I whispered annoyed, scratching the back of my neck viciously before hearing that knocking again.

“I’M COMING!” I shouted finally climbing off the bed and marching over to the door, throwing it open to see an older woman standing there, slightly in shock.

“Can I help you?” I asked annoyed, blowing some stray hair out of my face before she quickly bowed.

“I’m Bong Cha, Seungri-ssi stylists.” She introduced in broken English before Selena bowed back in respect.

“I’m here to help you pick a dress for tomorrow nights affairs.” She explained before I sighed and nodded, walking in the room to my suitcase.

“You can come in!” I shouted seeing her still standing in the hallway before she did as told. I quickly changed into something simple before coming out of the bathroom to see her calmly sitting on the couch.

“So does that mean Hoku left with Jiyong’s stylist?” I asked throwing my pajamas onto my bed before she stood and nodded. She escorted me to a car waiting in front of the lobby area, I was slightly surprised since I was so used to riding in that huge beast of a van, nice to have change once in a while.

“Hoku said something about us matching the guys.” I mentioned over before she nodded.

“Seungri is going dressed in white.” She said as my eyes shot open.

“Can I not go in white?” I asked over while she blinked in confusion.

“Never mind.” I muttered looking out the window annoyed. We pulled up in front of a shop that was called G3000, stupid name if you ask me.

“Here we are.” She spoke as I slid out behind her before being welcomed by the chilly air outside.

“They expect us to wear dresses, even in this weather.” I whispered following her into the store where we were met by a middle aged man. Gay, for sure.

“Welcome!” he said in English as I blinked looking at him.

“Did you just speak English?” I asked confused before he laughed and nodded.
“From my understanding only Hoku-ssi speaks Korean.” He pointed out before I nodded.

“I’m Michael Tien, I’m the owner of G3000, it’s nice to meet you.” He said bowing as I bowed back.

“I’m Selena, it’s nice to meet you to.” I spoke back as he clapped his hands once.

“Ah, you are here to surprised Seungri-ssi.” He mumbled while I nodded confused to the fact that he knew that.

“Um yah. “ I said unsure causing him to laugh.

“We have your dresses ready for you in the VIP area, follow me this way.” He said leading us to a curtained off area into what looked like a giant walk in closet out of some princess palace.

“Holy crap.” I whispered in surprise looking around before they laughed.

“You’re dresses are here.” He offered pointing to a rack of white bags hanging where I walked over to.

“I have a request.” I mentioned as he walked over next to me before nodding.

“I don’t really like wearing white, personal reasons. Is there any way I could wear something close to white, that isn’t white?” I requested while he stared at me for a bit before smiling and nodding.

“I see, let me see what I can do for you.” He offered going through a few gown bags, pulling a few out before handing them to Bong Cha.

“Let’s try those on, shall we?” He asked as I sighed and nodded, following the woman to the changing area to change into the first dress.

I looked in the mirror at myself before snorting.

“Holy Crap it’s so short.” I whined quietly, trying to see if I could pull it down a bit, without any movement.

“You ready in there?” Michaels voice called out before I sighed and walked out.
“Oh it looks amazing on you.” He cheered before I crossed my arms over my chest and shook my head.

“It’s too short for me.” I pointed out looking down as he put a finger to his chin and nodded.

“Alright, next one. “He said as I nodded and walked into the changing area to try the next one.

“Oh Jesus, I look like an old lady now.” I whispered curling a hair behind my ear.

“You don’t like it?” Bong Cha asked from behind me while I shook my head.

“I like that it’s long, but it just doesn’t seem like an awards type dress. “ I spoke before walking out to show Michael.

“You’re face alone is telling me you hate it.” He said the moment I stepped out causing me to smile.

“You know me all too well.” I said looking at the mirror, tilting my head.

“Something is telling me that you’re a hard customer.” He teased while I laughed and looked over to him.

“I’m just picky that’s all. Plus I want to look good.” I explained before he nodded and gestured for me back into the changing stall.

“Two more left.” He announced while I changed out of the dress.

I put it on and immediately began shaking my head.

“Nope, nope.” I said as Bong Cha zipped me up.

“What’s wrong?” Michael called into the stall as I sighed and opened the curtain to show him.

“Oh, I see. That’s not one of them.” He said looking at me in wonder before nodding.

“Now that I’ve seen all the dresses on you, I know for a fact that last dress will be a winner.” He said as I turned to the dress hanging in the white bag.

“You sure?” I asked as he smiled and nodded.

“Positive.” He mentioned walking out as I sighed and let her change me into the next. I had to say, for the first time in my life, I was speechless. The dress I was wearing was beyond beautiful and almost seemed as if it was made for me.

[FINAL DRESS WILL BE A SURPRISE TILL THE RED CARPET APPEARANCE. HEHE]

“Omo.” Bong Cha whispered as a smile crept onto my lips.

“I want this one.” I whispered while she smiled and patted my shoulders.

“How’s it coming in there?” Michael asked as I practically sprinted out the curtain.

“That is absolutely beautiful!” He cheered shooting off the seat her was occupying causing me to smile.

“I love it.” I whispered looking down to it, twirling a bit before he clapped.

“We’ll have it sent to your hotel for tomorrow night.” He spoke as I nodded, bowing my thanks to him. Now with my perfect dress, all I had to do was calm the damn butterflies that seemed to be making a nest in my stomach. Never have I ever been so nervous to meet someone in my life.