After 45 minutes of swearing (mostly from Nikka and her mother), Nikka's father finally got SHINee (minus Key) and his daughters outside the house right when Nikka and Connie finished changing clothes and packing their bags.

Everyone boarded the minivan, which Onew rented once they landed in L.A.  Onew, of course, was driving and Minho called shotgun. Taemin & Connie sat in the middle seat as Jonghyun and Nikka sat at the back seat.  As Onew was driving, Minho found a way to plug his iPod into the minivan's system and pumped up the music.  Coincidentally, LMNT's Hey Juliet! was on.  Everyone got surprised, then laughed a second later.  It was long after when they all started singing to the song.  Connie and Nikka mostly grew quiet, wanting to hear the boys sing an English song.

At the bridge of the song, Jonghyun turned to Nikka and sang to her.  Nikka giggled to herself as Taemin and Connie snickered at the sight.  Once the song ended, it was then that everyone noticed Taemin was recording the whole thing.  Jonghyun and Minho were about to tell him to stop recording with his camcorder, when suddenly Wheesung's Girls started playing in the minivan.

Everyone laughed as Taemin recorded Minho's singing along with Jonghyun's rapping.  "Switched roles, much?"  mumbled Connie.  That gave Onew an idea.

"Hey, why don't we switch age roles here?  Like we did on Hello Baby, remember?"  Onew suggested in Korean.  Minho had to translate to Nikka and Connie in English.  Everyone smiled and understood the game.  Taemin was the first one to start it.

"Yah, Onew-ah.  Pull the vehicle over."

"Eh?  But we're on the freeway!"

"There's a side area you coud park right there."  Nikka pointed out while speaking in English.  Onew understood and slowly parked carefully on the side of the freeway.  Taemin got out of the vehicle and gestured Onew to get out.  Onew followed along and immediately Taemin sat on the seat.  Connie's eyes grew wide.

"Hey!  Taemin, you don't have a license here!"  She yelled at the boy who was in fact as old as her sister.

Taemin grinned.  "So what?  Onew doesn't have one either."

Minho, still sitting on the passenger seat, now spoke out his opinion.  "Taemin-ah, I mean, hyung, although we're still playing the game, I don't want all of us to get in trouble, do you?"

Taemin nodded sadly and moved to get out of the driver's seat, but then suddenly Nikka blurted out, "I can drive!"  Everyone's eyes were on her now.

Connie glared at her sister.  "No, you don't.  Just - forget this game!"  Nikka pouted, which made Jonghyun sad just looking at her.  He turned to the little young girl.  "I'll drive then, unnie."  He said as he raised his hand.

=___= Are you guys seriously still wanting to play this game?!....... was all Connie thought about before the quick scramble in the change of seats.

Now, Onew and Taemin sat at the back as Minho and Connie sat in the middle seat.  Jonghyun was driving as Nikka sat on the passenger seat.

Next, Connie thought, Does Jonghyun even have a drivers license here....?

The next 45 minutes to the Staples Center answered her question. -__-

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Key was almost done getting his makeup and hair fixed by one of the coordinators as he got a text from Jonghyun.

From:  Yeobo~

Kekekeke~ can't wait for you to meet her!  She brang her sister along as well! :) They're staying at the same hotel as us! :D

Oh, Jjong's pen pal buddy?  I wonder what she looks like....  Key thought to himself.  The members were hit on the head from peeking a glance at Jonghyun's pictures of her, and not even Key was able to get a hold of those photos.

Curious, Key was asking the other members if it were pictures and gave a whole lecture about it, but they simply shook their heads.  That puzzled Key even more.

Why the hell does he hide pictures of his pen pal?  Is she pretty?

Key snapped out of his daze and looked around to find himself alone in the dressing room.  The coordinators were already done fixing his appearance, which wasn't necessary until the next day for the actual concert.  But being the diva, Key had to make sure everything was perfect.

Suddenly the door slowly opened, revealing a small little girl with big glasses.  Her style of clothing was casual yet simple, and all Key could do was gape at her black hair with the little tip of blonde at the ends of her hair.  The little girl caught him staring at her.

"What?!"  she snapped.

Key was shocked at her sudden rudeness and decided to be a little rude back to the kid.

"Hey!  Who are you?  Are you supposed to be here?" he asked a little too loud and arrogant in his slight accented English.

"Have you seen a girl name Nikka around?"  she suddenly softened her voice, now a little worried.  Key wondered if she had a slight bipolarity disorder. -___-

He caught on to what she just said and asked, "Do you know Nikka?"

The little girl nodded.  "Yeah, she's my older sister.  She's the one who's been talking to Kim Jonghyun on the internet."  Ah.  Key nodded to himself now understanding.  "Anyways, have you seen her?"

Then Key started getting suspicious.  "Shouldn't you have come with her if you're her sister?"

The girl just shrugged.  "Jonghyun was driving and as soon as he stopped over here, I ran as far as I -"

"STOP!"  Key yelled and the girl stopped talking.  "Did you say that Jjong was driving?"  The girl nodded.  "Oh, okay.  Now I understand why you were lost.  That's okay, the same thing happened to me when the manager let Jonghyun drive us to one of our practices back in Korea.  I'm Key, by the way."  He stood up and gestured to shake hands with her.

She shook hands with him.  "My name is Connie.  I'm 15 years old and a sophomore in high school."  She smiled shyly at him.  "I know who you are, obviously.  You're the Almighty Omma Diva in SHINee!"  she exclaimed proudly.  Key laughed but then his mind drew a blank somewhere to what she just said.

"Sophomore?!  In high school?!  But you're -"

"4ft.9in., yes I know I'm short.  Don't rub it in."  she spat out.  Key couldn't help but pinch her cheeks.

"Aigoo~~~ so cute!  You're like a life sized doll!"  he cried out.  Connie flinched, growled, and grumbled at the uncomfortable contact.  Just then, one of the coordinators entered the room.

"Key, you have to meet with the rest of SHINee for the rehearsal of Lucifer."  she simply stated and walked out of the room, mumbling audibly how kids are these days so weird.  Connie and Key glanced at each other and laughed heartily.

After about an hour later......

SHINee just finished rehearsing for Lucifer and Key is now practicing his movements to go quickly near the stage for BoA's performance of I Did It For Love.  Just as he starts walking halfway quickly, he spots someone sleeping from afar in one of the stage seats of the audience.  Since the performers were rehearsing, there were little fans in the audience, admiring the performances being rehearsed over and over.  SM Entertainment could only allow few people to do so.

The girl sitting in the balcony seats sleeping had light brown-reddish hair in boy clothing.  She looked like an Asian version of Sleeping Beauty.  But that's not what Key noticed about the girl.

It was the same girl he met when he was in America on his 8th grade year.

Memories flashed back through his eyes, and Key didn't see where he was going, suddenly slipping onto the floor and fell on top of Onew who randomly stood there eating his chicken drumstick.

Everyone laughed at the OnKey moment, singing, "Whatever he does, it's the Onew condition~!"  and Key out for a minute......

Flashback~ 8th grade

Kim Kibum was at a fieldtrip in Chinatown L.A., near the downtown area.  He searched through the shops, looking for something valuable to "keep" for souveniers.  When he finally found something he liked, he reached out to take it, but a hand collided with his.

Kibum looked to see the face of a young girl, slightly chubby and wore an attempt of stylish clothing.  He kept thinking how the girl could've done better.  But her face was notheless cute, despite being chubby.

Being the bad boy he was, he pushed her slightly aside.  "Move, fata**."  he simply stated.  She nearly fell back at the swords displayed on the wall behind her, which Kibum quickly noticed and pulled her back to him, her face near his chest.  His heart beated faster, not knowing why as he looked down at the girl. 

Thinking Kibum was one of those erted guys she heard her parents talk about, she pushed him away and regained posture.

She scoffed, mumbling, "You're such a bipolar freak, DIVA....."  Kibum froze at her words, then frowned and turned around, only to see her walking away to the Chinese traditional clothing section.  Over there, he casually and hid himself away from the girl, but at the same time kept close to whatever she was looking through.

As she was checking through dresses, Kibum noticed the hint of sadness in her eyes.  After she left that area, Kibum went to check exactly where she was checking at.  The tag which states the dress as a size small/medium.  Kibum immediately felt regret at calling her that bad name a while ago.  He just caused someone to become sad.

Just then, he heard the girl talking to herself in a corner as she glanced over at a traditional boy's outfit, or more like mumbling.  Kibum casually searched a rack behind her, carefully listening closely at her words.

"...I want a guy who can do everything, but at the same time also love me for who I really am."  The girl took a deep breath. "I just met my dream guy, but he calls me a fata**, that jerk."  Kibum's eyes widened.  "Still, it wouldn't hurt to have someone like him by my side.  He seems to have good taste."

....."You're such a bipolar freak, DIVA." was all echoed through Kibum's ears after that.  If Kibum would have to become a diva, then he would, just to be close to this girl's ideal type.

He then heard her mom calling her over to her side.  She obeyed, and Kibum continued to listen as he pretended to look through the traditional boy outfits.

"Oh, my daughter here just LOVES Chinese stuff!  I don't know why, but she seems attracted to it!"  the girl's mother proudly exclaimed to the cash register lady.

If that's what it takes, then Kibum will have to brush up on his Chinese, although he's Korean.

Back then, Kibum believed in fate.  If the girl of his dreams, which was her (he decided), appeared before him, then fate will help bring them together.....

End of flashback...

Nikka woke up to her sister shaking her awake.  "Alright, I'm up.  What?"  she asked, then she yawned.

"Ate, Minho told me to tell you we should go back to our hotel room."  Connie told her.  Nikka nodded and reminisced her dream.

Why did I think about that a**hole in my dream?  Ah, a flashback.... stupid flashback.  I still don't remember the guy who called me a fata**....