[Byul HyunRi’s POV]

“There’s just something about the two new translators that makes me feel sort of uneasy,” I mumbled as I pig-pressed my nose against the cold surface of the airplane window.

SungMin, who was sitting beside me, asked. “Manager-hyung said that they are about your age, so you guys would probably get along. Wouldn’t it be nice to have girls on the translating team, too?”

I turned away from the window and sighed, “I guess so.”

“She’s just afraid that she would receive less attention from Super Junior M with the addition of the two new translators,” KyuHyun, who was sitting beside SungMin, added in unnecessarily before slipping his headphones on.

“Yah! That’s not what I meant!” I defended.

KyuHyun pushed his headphones down and starred at me, “Oh, really? Then what did you mean?”

“I-” I paused, realizing that I had no idea how to describe how I was feeling.

This is so embarrassing, why must he say this about me in front of SungMin?

KyuHyun raised an eyebrow at me.

“I have no idea how to describe that feeling…but it’s definitely not because I want attention! Seriously, KyuHyun, please stop jumping into conclusions. I’m not even your fan.”

KyuHyun’s eyes widened for a second, “You are not my fan? Aren’t you a fan of Super Junior M?”

“I am a fan of Super Junior M,” I calmly said. “I’m a fan of SungMin-oppa, ZhouMi-oppa, DongHae-oppa, EunHyuk-oppa, SiWon-oppa, RyeoWook-oppa and Henry.”

“W-what?” KyuHyun stammered in disbelief. “Y-yah! You did that on purpose didn’t you?”

I smiled at him, “Nope!”

But inside, another question puzzled me, why does he mind so much if I’m a fan of him or not?

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“Just where are those newly added two translators?” Henry whined. “We’re attracting enough attention already.”

“HyunRi-ah, how are you feeling?” SungMin called back to me as he waved and smiled to an overly-excited fan.

“I’m fine,” I called back from the cushioned seats of the hotel lobby.

I continued to fiddle with the hem of my shirt; I was feeling nervous inside as I was still not used to the attention this eight boys were attracting. Yes, I had expected Super Junior to attract a lot of attention whenever we go in Taiwan. But I had never expected that THIS MANY fans would show up outside the temporary hotel which Super Junior M would be staying in.

The entrance of the hotel was flooded with an endless line of squealing ELFs holding up homemade fan boards, LED boards, banners and album posters. ELFs were screaming names of their bias and camera flashes could be seen all the time. While the Super Junior M members greeted their overseas fans, the crew stood behind a barricaded area waiting for the two newly added translators, who were apparently, late.

Super Junior M’s manager, Mr. Lee, impatiently made another call to rush the two late translators.

“They better have a valid and really good reason why they are late,” Henry pouted as he sat down beside me fanning himself with his cap.

“Everyone come back in! We’ll wait in the hotel’s meeting room.” Mr. Lee suddenly announced. “The two translators should be arriving soon.”

So in the end, we ended up waiting in the hotel’s meeting room. About 20 minutes later, the door of the meeting room finally clicked open.

“Hurh-loh there, everybodeh!”An oddly familiar voice called. “I’m here!”

Instantly, everyone whipped their heads around to see who it was. To see who was daring enough to come more than an hour late on their first day of work as Super Junior’s translator.

I almost puked.

Right beside me; stood a girl who looked about my age. She had long bleached-blond hair that reaches the bottom of the back and her face was way too compacted with make-up. She was wearing a tight black tube-dress with bright pink heels.

Mr. Lee’s mobile phone suddenly rang, “I’ll be back soon.” He said before leaving the room to retrieve his call. So there’s only Super Junior M, me and the ‘new translator’ left in the room.

“Huh-loh there, Suh-per Juh-nior M~” She said in a low husky voice. “I hope I haven’t made you guys wait too long.”

She probably thought that she so called ‘low husky voice’ made her sound y, but no, it made her sound as if she had been suffering from a really bad sore throat for weeks.

Just as I thought things could not get any worst, it did.

“Yeah, sorry for being late,” A shrilly voice said. “We were caught in a bit of accident.”

Another clone of the long-hair blondie stepped into the room; she was shorter with shoulder-length blond hair. With a really cherry smile, she waved, “My name is Kim RinNa and this is my elder sister, Mi—”

THEY’RE SISTERS? CAN THINGS SERIOUSLY GET ANY WORST?

Before RinNa could finish speaking, her elder sister stepped out in front of her and pushed her back into the shadows.

Taking in an unnecessarily huge lungful of air, which resulted in her chest area expanding, elder blond sister flashed a confident smile followed by a seductive wink, “We’re your new translators; feel free to approach me if you need any help.”

“Of course we will,” EunHyuk replied mischievously. I could practically see air bubbles of erted thoughts above his head.

“I’ll wait for you to come,” RinNa’s elder sister gave EunHyuk a what-she-think-made-her-looked-innocent-but-in-reality-it-made-her-looked-constipated expression and stuck out her oh-so-casually shrugged her shoulders back.

I heard ZhouMi mutter to himself in Chinese language, “Woah… She sure got big ones.”

“Push-up bra,” I mumbled under my breath and rolled my eyes but my eyes instantly widened when she approached KyuHyun daringly.

Then, without warning, elder blond sister stepped forward, traced a finger slowly down KyuHyun’s chest and winked, “Especially you, Kyu-oppa. You can always come to me for help. I’m most happy to help you, you know, since we already know each for such a long period time.”

I heard EunHyuk sigh in disappointment as I rolled my eyes again.

JUST WHO DOES SHE THINK SHE IS? SHE PROBABLY THINKS THAT HER BLACK TUBE DRESS MAKES HER LOOK OH-SO-Y, BUT NO, IT MAKES HER LOOK LIKE SHE’S WEARING A GIANT BLACK RUBBER-BAND. HMMMPH.

Younger blond sister seemed too had chosen her target. With an overly-forced-aegyo expression, she bounced forward to Henry and hugged his arm. “Henry-ah, I’m cute, right?”

Henry yelped out in fear and shrugged out of her grip hastily. He scrambled towards me with fright in his eyes and hid behind my back like a terrified puppy. Seconds later, his head popped up from behind my shoulder, only to see RinNa pouting her lips at him.

“H-HyunRi-noona,” Henry whispered nervously. “They s-scare me! Especially the one with short blond hair! Her sister is equally bad, too. They seem kind of…beaky.”

“You guys must be wondering what my name is,” Elder blonde sister said. “My name is MinNa. Kim MinNa.”

Were you guys wondering why I kept criticizing this ‘innocent’ elder blonde sister just now? I’ll tell you, it’s because she is Kim MinNa.

Kim MinNa, the eagle-look-alike and so-called leader of the KyuBies back in Middle School. The leader of the KyuBies, who frequently summoned attacks on me, using her controlled mob of KyuBies. She was my classmate in middle school classmate who never failed to join in with KyuHyun in making fun of me.

Here’s a little extract from my tragic story back in middle school for you just in case you’ve forgotten.

Kim MinNa, the so-called leader of the KyuBies, had her face a few inches away from mine, starring down at me with her beady eyes. The sight was terrible times ten. Well, just imagine an eagle (with bleached blond hair and in a school uniform) starring down at you. Behind her stood many other KyuBies with their arms folded.

 Nooooooo, Shisus, please! I don’t want to die being stabbed by beaks.

Well, she still looks like a beaky eagle.

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Okay, the front part of the chapter was pretty much random > < I was in a bit of rush while writing this chapter so I hope it's not too crapish x.x

Anyway, OMGGG THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THOSE WHO COMMENTED, SUBSCRIBED AND READ!! T^T THANKIEWTHANKIEWTHANKIEW~

Okay, I better leave now before my mum hollers at me again hehehehe. Do leave comments, alright? ^.^

P.s. I'm on a mission to train my biceps so that I can efficiently elbow people away in the mosh pit during SHINee World Concert. Bwhahahhaa. (LOL I hope there won't have any body-builders in the moshpit with me though)

P.p.s I'm just curious, but I'm just wondering the age range of this fanfic's readers. I'll be 15 (international age) this November. How about  you?