First of all, thanks so much from Keylicious aka Pink_Melody!!! :D

She did the banner - yay!  I got a banner!

If you're reading this, Keylicious, thank you! *bows*  Many credits to you!!!

I realize I've been getting a lot of subscribers, and it's barely a week! o_O

Haven't expected this much.... this seems pretty a lot to me and it means A TON to me, so thank you all for subscribing! *bows again*

Enjoy this next chapter! :D

August 16, 2010

To: dinojjong_bling

From: vj_swt_melody7

Haha~ I believe you! :D Calm down, you dinopuppy. Hehe~ kidding! The feeling's mutual, by the way. ;) There's a reason as to why it's called snail mail. Oh! If you're wondering why I'm typing in English, it's because I've been too busy to even try translating this message into Hangul. Hey! I’m lucky to even try quickly typing at the moment. Mother’s been stressing about working on my summer project. Boring~! Oh well, I guess you could translate this as well. Maybe get Key or Minho to read this? ;)

My life? Boring. There’s nothing to do here during the summer. Would you believe I’ve never traveled out of California since birth?! You’ve rarely see those kinds of people. That’s why I want to study abroad and go somewhere in Europe, specifically England because that place has always fascinated me when I first heard about it. Mother wouldn’t ever let me go, but as soon as she heard me wanting to go study in Taiwan instead, guess where she wants me to be happy? Where her relatives are in England. F*** NO I AM NOT LISTENING TO HER. I’M LANDING MY A** ON A PLANE TO ING TAIWAN!!!

….sorry for my rude language. *bows* I tend to swear a bit sometimes. *scratches head* It’s just that I usually don’t like my bipolar of a mother. I’m more of a Daddy’s girl, to be honest. But I never express mother these feelings. Why? Of course, gotta it up for allowance and act like the “good child” of the family. My youngest sister, and only one, is okay but still a bit bipolar. Don’t like these types of people. -__- Again, why do I continue living here if I can just run away? But I don’t because it’s a bit pointless, considering the lame life I have right now.

So I make the best of my life right now. Sorry if this is going off topic right now, since I’m pouring all my life story in your email. :P My bad. Guess I’m just bored??

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September 3, 2010 à in the U.S.

Nikka continued to use her laptop as she sighed deeply. Then she got an IM from dinojjong_bling.

Her jaw dropped immediately.

“No f***ing way….” she cursed to herself, clicking on the chatroom.

Dinojjong_bling: hey what’s up? I’m in LA right now

Vj_swt_melody7: really?! Cool! Wait - that means you’re practicing right now, huh?

Dinojjong_bling: umm….yeeah. Why?

Vj_swt_melody7: oh…nothing. L

Dinojjong_bling: why the long face?

Vj_swt_melody7: ? Since when did you type in English?

Dinojjong_bling: kekeke~ Key helped me learn how to type like this. Also, I’m in America, so why not?

Vj_swt_melody7: haha~oh yeah. Did you get my email?

Dinojjong_bling: yep.o_O never knew you had that much hatred for your mother….

Vj_swt_melody7: yeah never did I. =____=

Dinojjong_bling: hehe~ so, are you going to the SM concert since you’re bored?

Vj_swt_melody7: ………..

Dinojjong_bling: …………

Dinojjong_bling: so that’s why you had the L face a while ago

Vj_swt_melody7: mother borrowed some cash from me, so now both my sister & I can’t go

Dinojjong_bling: really? -___-

Vj_swt_melody7: REALLY! AND DON’T THINK THAT I’M AVOIDING YOU IF THAT’S THE REASON WHY YOUR FACE IS LIKE THAT! =____=

Dinojjong_bling: …..o_O……wow, you so totally know me. Do you read minds?

Vj_swt_melody7: ….=___= really? *sigh*

Vj_swt_melody7: and if you’re thinking of buying me tickets, forget it. I’d like to pay on my own accord.

Dinojjong_bling: L *puppy pout* but I already bought them…. +backstage passes…..

Vj_swt_melody7: WHAT?! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dinojjong_bling: and it’d be pretty awesome if you’d listen to us live. I want to meet you in person!

Vj_swt_melody7: *sigh* fine, but you’ll have to convince my parents. :P for you

Dinojjong_bling: :P *mehrong* no, for you, because I’m about to disconnect this and within 10 seconds you’d better get ready

Nikka stared in disbelief at her chatroom messages. “What did he mean by that?” she asked aloud.

10 seconds later she heard a knock at the front screen door. Nikka froze as Connie, thinking it was one of her friends/neighbors, went to answer the door. But both siblings could already hear their father answering the door from their bedroom.

“Who are you guys?”

“Ah! We’re Nikka’s friends. I’m Minho, he’s Jonghyun, he’s Taemin, and he’s Onew.” Connie’s big eyes widened (if that was ever a possibility for someone with big eyes to do) and she darted to the living room, where SHINee are now. Nikka remained sitting on her bed, listening to Minho’s somewhat fluent English.

“Umm… there’s another person who has to be here, but he’s busy back in Los Angeles getting ready for the concert later on.” Nikka didn’t have to think twice who was missing.

“Concert? You guys are going to the concert?” Her father’s stern voice rang out. Nikka gulped and continued to hear the conversation.

“No, just a rehearsal right now. Tomorrow would be the concert.” Onew spoke up. Nikka didn’t know that Onew spoke a little bit of English.

“Oh, so you guys are in the concert?”

“Yes, sir.” Nikka heard all of them say in unison.

“What are you doing here -” “OHMYGOSH!!! IS THAT CHOI MINHO?!” Oh no.

Nikka’s eyes widened, and upon reflexes, she climbed out of her bed (still in her pajamas), running to the living room and prying her mother off of a shocked Minho. With the help of her father, Connie, and the rest of SHINee, they all managed to get the mother to pull it together.

“Oh dear, I’m sorry! It’s just that I wish to have a son-in-law just like you~!” That made Nikka’s father spit out his soda and Connie to choke on… air. =____=

Nikka rolled her eyes but lightly blushed when she and Jonghyun made eye contact.

Onew began to talk in English in replacement for a baffled Minho. Poor Minho.

“Umm… agusshi and ajusshi, we’d just like to show our friend Nikka what the concert is like at the Staples Center.”

“Hmmm… I don’t know what you just called us, but can you just call us Tito and Tita instead?” Nikka’s mother asked. Nikka secretly face palmed herself as Nikka’s father glared at his wife, obviously not wanting to be informal towards boys he barely met. Connie and Minho seemed to have a weird staring contest, which no one bothered to notice.

(A/N: Tito and Tita means Uncle and Aunt in Tagalog.)

Nikka’s father continued questioning the young boys. “Now, where have you and my daughter met before?”

Now Nikka could feel the tensity coming from the boys, except for Jonghyun. He stepped up and coughed to clear his throat before speaking. Once he spoke, it wasn’t exactly fluent English, but understandable for the elderly man to listen and follow through.

“Err…Tito, I’ve honestly been in contact with your daughter more than the rest of my friends here. She sent me a fan letter, and I replied back, and ever since then we’ve become very good pen pal buddies. I’d like to bring Nikka and her sister to our concert, because it’s Nikka’s dream to experience becoming a singer, and I want to let her see what it’s like backstage working hard and what performing’s like. Also, I know if they go, this will be their first concert. So, please, Tito let us bring Nikka and Connie to the Staples Center. If you want, we’ll call every time we get the chance, letting you know that your daughters are safe in our hands. I promise.” Then he bowed down a 90 degree angle.

Everyone continued to stare at him as silence filled the house. Nikka’s whole family was impressed with his formalities.

“Isn’t the concert tomorrow. Why would you bring them today?” Nikka’s father finally asked.

Jonghyun looked up to meet the father’s eye contact. Her father managed to bring Jonghyun back up in a standing position before saying something else. “Let me guess - you want them to sleep over at a hotel? With just you boys?”

Jonghyun’s head lowered and he slowly nodded. Then Taemin spoke up.

“No! Nikka noona and her sister won’t sleep with us! We have friends who are girls who will watch them over carefully. They are excited to meet them, anyways.” He concluded with a bright bubbly smile. Nikka’s mother couldn’t help but start mothering him right there on the spot.

“……….I’ll think about it.” Everyone’s eyes widened at the father as he spoke.

Immediately, Connie started introducing herself and talking to Minho as her mother continued to treat Taemin like, and she quotes, “her one and only daughter”, which made her actual daughter glare at her.

“Then what are we?!” they exclaimed to their mother.

The mother simply cackled, yes she did, and merely stated, “Of course - my sons!” before cackling some more. Taemin and Onew were obviously scared, but after smelling the aroma of fried chicken in the kitchen, Onew changed his mind about her and rushed to the kitchen to eat. Taemin was scared because he saw too many bugs, causing him to go outside at the back of the house and practice dancing with his iPod in hand.

Connie ignored her mother, but eventually had to talk to her when she pulled Minho to the kitchen as well. As for Jonghyun and Nikka, they sort of awkwardly stood in front of each other, staring at each other. The father of the house noticed this and began to watch them carefully.

Jonghyun spoke up first. “Um, hello…” and waved at her. Nikka chuckled and did the same thing. That’s when her father saw her eyes - they were full of true happiness.

“…..so were you sleeping the whole time?” Jonghyun asked her. Nikka looked at him confused until she realized something and slowly analyzed herself. She was still in pajamas.

“Oh s***!” she cursed under her breath and ran to the bedroom. Jonghyun followed suit, which made Nikka’s father follow as well.

Jonghyun went to the bedroom on the right at the end of the short hallway and sat down on the nearest bed, which was Nikka’s. He looked around the place and chuckled at the many stuffed dolls and other cute stuff positioned on the top of the TV shelf frame. Without noticing the father watching him, he looked around the bedroom and smiled at the small bed next to the wall near Nikka’s. It was full of fluffy cuteness - in other words, it looked like a 5^th grader sleeps there, but Connie’s a sophomore in high school.

He glanced at the closet door which a few pictures of SHINee were posted onto a white poster. All of the SHINee pictures were black and white by printer copy. One was of when they posed for Numero last year, another one from their promotion for Love Like Oxygen, another was of Key’s blonde hair dancing to Gee up close, and lastly 2 pictures together of Minho… from when they had to dress like girls. -___- Minho strangely looks good as a girl.

It was then Jonghyun noticed he was standing in front of the open closet. Instinctively, he searched through the clothes, knowing what type of style she usually wears, and managed to ignore the box of stashed underwear and bras. Nikka’s father looked carefully at the young lad as he the main computer in the bedroom. Nikka came from the bedroom across from hers & Connie and looked skeptically at the clothes laid out on her bed.

for day 1:  day wear (shirt and pants) & night wear

for day 2:  day wear (shirt and pants) & extra clothing just in case (shirt and pants)

"You know, for a girl, you don't have much clothes in your closet.  You have a lot of boy clothing instead... are all of those yours?"  Jonghyun asked Nikka in English.  She nodded and chose the day 2 day wear. 

"I'll take a shower, okay?  I usually take a while though..."

"It's okay.  It's 4:05p.m., so we have enough time.  Don't take TOO long, though, okay?"

"A-ight man, thanks." She took the clothes and walked into the bathroom, locking the door.

Nikka's father sighed, which led Jonghyun to pay attention to him now.

"I see the way you guys look at each other.  It seems you guys are truly friends, am I right?"  he managed to speak out.  Jonghyun thought for a bit, then nodded in reply with a content smile on his face.  Nikka's father looked at him again and smiled back at him.

"I'll place both my daughters in your hands, but you better make sure both of them won't get hurt."  He simply yet sternly made his point and went back to playing a game on his wife's computer.  Jonghyun blinked a couple of times, a hint of happiness rushed through himself.

"Really?!  Thank you so much, Tito!"  He ran towards the sitting father and hugged him to death.  Meanwhile, the mother felt like using the restroom, but apparently the door was locked.  She kept yelling at her daughter to unlock the door, but she was too busy taking a long shower.  Growing frustrated, she took a knife and managed to pry the door open.

Let's just say thank mankind for curtains and sliding bathtub doors. =___=