Jinki POV

I woke up to the smell of meat and soup. Yum Yum YUM! I tested my motor skills like a always do when I get up, but this morning, my first concern was Minho and Taemin. They have had their share of ups and downs this week and I hope everything is going okay.

When I got downstairs, Kibum and Jjong were making food still. Taemin was sipping banana milk

"Where's Minho?" I asked my friends, who seemed to be busy. "He went out. We don't know where though. I think he left before we woke up." Jjong said

I bit my lip in concern. Where could he have gone? "I think I'll go out to look. Where should I check?" I asked. grabbing the car keys

"I'd check Rachel and Amber's dorm first" Key suggested

"Then maybe SM, Everyone is down there today I hear" Jjong chimed in.

I was in deep thought when I realized Taemin hadn't said one single word about Minho's dissapearance. I walked over to Taemin slowly and got down on one knee to his height.

"Taemin, where do you think I should go?" I asked him. He didn't look at me when he said "Check SM first.. I have a strong feeling that that's where he is" After saying this, he shot me a bright smile. I felt better about him and strutted out the door

Let's go to SM first then

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When I got SM, it seemed actually rather quiet. On my way, I called Minho, Rachel, and Amber, but none of them responded. I walked around the building for a while when I bumped into Luna.

"LUNA! Hey!" I yelled in through the hall way

"Onew-sshi!" she beamed. She ran as fast as she could in her heels to me to give me a hug. When we finally got to each other and embraced. I let go "Have you seem either Rachel, Minho, or Amber anywhere today?" I asked

She looked out in the distance, as if she was trying to remember. Then, she snapped her fingers. "OH! I remember seeing Minho and Rachel walk into the recording room. Well, one of them.. I think it was room 1A." she explained

"F***! That's all the way on the other side of the building!" I sighed

"Don't be lazy. It's not that long of a walk!" Luna scolded me.

I sighed again. "Yeah, I guess you're right". "I'm always right" she said sticking her nose up to me.

"Well thanks, Luna. See ya, and if you see Amber, text me" I said as I was walking the other way of the hall.

"Okay, later" she beamed. I love her happy spirit.

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As I was walked to room 1A, I started to hear static. It was only a little, but I began to tune it out. I got lost a few times, but when I got on the right path finally, The closer I got, the more static I heard. It also got louder. With the static came beats, very warped-sounding beats, and weird noises all put together. It sounded like a message to space

With all the static and tunes, I started to hear vocals, but I couldnt make out the words. The weird sounds were so loud. I was now standing outside of recording room 1A. I didn't want to step inside, thinking I'd find aliens or some life form taking over room 1A. Eventually, I walked in to find Minho and Rachel standing next to each other, by the control panel. Rachel seemed to be the one making the weird "music". When I saw that she seemed to enjoy this satanic music, my jaw dropped. What happened to pop and real instruments, and REAL music?! What has happened to my best friend? Has she been brainwashed? I must get answers

I literally barged into there session. Only when I got closer I realized that Minho had a smile on his face too. Oh god, he's been brainwashed too!

I opened the door "YAH!!" I yelled, my ears plugged with my fingers because the music was so loud. Rachel's face went from slap happy to alarmed in seconds. She shut the music off which made Minho turn around to meet eyes with me. I then blurt out "What kind of ritual is this?" I couldn't believe my own mouth. I really have to control what I say.

"Uhhh. This isn't a ritual, dumba**" Amber said coming out of the recording booth.

"Then what is this... SOUND... You're listening to? Cause whatever it is, you sure seem to be entertained" I asked.

Minho, Rachel, and Amber all looked at me like I'm crazy. "Why are you all looking at me like I'm insane? This s*** sound is insane. Are you guys just messing around with the synths? You could break something"

"Honey.. This is music you just.. Haven't heard yet... Obviously" Rachel said

"What is it?" I asked desperately

"It's dubstep" Rachel smiled. Whatever dubstep is, she really seemed to enjoy it.

"Dub..step?" I asked, confused greatly. "What is this dubstep?" Minho decided to chime in. "I asked Rachel this morning if she could show me more on american culture... regarding music of course.. And she showed me dubstep. To be honest, I like it. You should listen to some" Minho explained. I was absolutely baffled!

"THIS is AMERICAN CULTURE??? it sounds like a message from aliens!" I exclaimed. "I didn't know you americans were such freaks. Listening to this "music", the first things I think of is satanic messages from space!" I said to Rachel. When she heard this, I saw her jaw hit the ground and with that, she left the recording room and probably the whole building. I looked back at Minho and Amber and they looked dissapointed in me. I can't believe what I just said. What's wrong with me??

"Bro, that was not cool. That is Rachel's music. You gotta respect that" Amber lamented. I let out a big sigh and thought of what I could do to make it up to her. All I could think of was apoligizing.

I left SM with Amber and Minho and Rachel's car was no where to be found. Damn, she did leave.

We all left in my car back to SHINee's dorm to find Jjong, Kibum, Taemin, and Rachel playing cards in the middle of the livng room floor. When we walked in, Rachel immediately went upstairs to my room and locked the door. I followed her upstairs

"Come on, Rachel. I'm so sorry babe. Please let's talk" I tried to pursuade her to open the door, but I had no luck. I went to get the extra key to unlock the door but it wasn't there.

"Where's the key?" I asked Taemin. "Uhhh... Rachel's got it" he sighed

Smart girl

Rachel POV

No words can explain the anger I have towards that stupid kid. That fool, that jerk, that a**hole, that.. UGHHH! My heart is filled with hate because of him. Nothing will change my mind to open the door for him.

"Rachel open the door please!

"Rachel, I love you. Open the door so we can talk"

"I'm sorry. I hate myself for what I said"

"I'll let you beat me up if you wanna"

Over and over, he would beg me to open up. After time and time, my tolerance ran short. He was not going away until I opened the door.

I finally couldn't take it anymore, I had to open the door. When I opened the door, he was staring at me, looking like he was ready to cry. All I wanted to do was hold my death glare at him.

"How could you say that Jinki? How could you?" I asked. I really wanted to know why he was so rude about it

Onew POV

Her question was so simple. But I had to be honest.

"It sounded like a message from Mars. Or a real song played backwards. Or a message played to summon the devil. It sounded satanic." I knew it hurt her, but I was honest, because that's what she wanted from me.

"Thank you, for being honest..." she said, choking back tears.

"Oh god no. Please do not cry" I said embracing her. "I love you so much. You may have a weird taste in music, but I still love you no matter what" I assured her

"That's all I wanted to hear. I love you too" she muffled into my coat.

Amber POV

After our apologies, we told everyone what happened and went on with our day.  Taemin and Minho seem to be getting better. After lunch and practice, I saw Minho and Key downloading dubstep on their phones. The fever must be spreading. Even though Onew hates it, It's all good, and I think Rachel is good with it. What bummed me out is that I didn't get to see much of Key today because of the busy day. But after everything, I'm still happy. When Rachel and I finally got home, we watched two movies, ordered pizza, got tired. When we were on our way to bed, I was cleaning up the last dishes, it was 2am. Rachel was in bed, perhaps brushing her teeth. I was putting the movies back in the cases when the phone started to ring.. My heart started to beat faster.. I knew exactly who it was. I slowly walked over to the phone set to check the caller ID

"Unknown number" I whispered.. This is the fifth call from them this week alone.. I hesitated to pick it up, but I did. While my hand was shaking, "Hello?" I whispered into the phone. I heard the same familiar static again, and my heart stopped. "Can I talk to Rachel?" the old man asked, almost completely inaudible. "No" I coldly said. The static continued and then I heard him say "This is her father" The second I heard that, I slammed the phone into phone set and hung up. The more he calls, the more clear his voice is. "Who was that?" Rachel said behind my back. I spun around to see her. "W-wrong number" I stuttered. I can tell she saw me lying. She sighed.. "Let's go to sleep now" she yawned. I speed walked into our room, but I stopped in the doorway and looked back to see Rachel staring at the phone. I put my hand on her shoulder. She then followed me into the room and we went to sleep. That night, our phone rang for hours. We knew it was Rachel's parents, and they wouldn't leave us alone. Around 4am, I went out into the kitchen to disconnect the phone. We both yanked the batteries out of our cells phone and fell back asleep. When we woke up again, there was a knocking at our door, and it was loud. We were woken up at 12pm by our manager, who sat in our doorway, angry that we slept in and missed practice, scolding us...

Well that's what happens when someone's dead parents call you at night

YO YO YO!! People this chapter is a tad pointless but I like it. I wrote on an account of a true story

So I had... HAD a friend. She's a big big BIG christian. Total bible banger. I'm sorry that was mean

Anyway, we were really good friends. I thought her and her family were the coolest. But definitely oblvious... to the real world

So after a while.. she showed me her music. And I though it was nice. And I showed her dubstep. And her attitude toward me CHANGED

"You're a satanist!" "Devil worshiping freak!" So that friendship went down the toilet fast

Yupp. That definitely escaleted quickly. it's alright though. I still wish I could still be her friend.

I wouldn't say I chose dubstep over her.. But the things she called me really hurt. I won't forget them

So I decided the write a chapter on dubstep. Aaaand.. Guess what music I listened to while I was writing thisss....

DUBSTEP!! <3

Happy Thanksgiving everyone :D