All My Idols Ch 33: Race For My Heart Pt 1
I’m so sorry I haven’t been updating lately, work has been crazy! I was going to update yesterday but my friends invited me out and it has been awhile so I went, sue me. I finished two more chapters today but I’m not going to post them because the cliff hangers are major so I’ll post them tomorrow so no one panics tonight! You have a good night lovelies!
I’m sorry if this sucks!
“Today we have a very special guest!” The hosts say together. I shake nervously on the edge of the set up, already regretting my decision to do this. “She don’t dance or sing or released any music, or appeared on any dramas, yet she has won the heart of not just the idols but the nation. Today our guest is Princess Charlotte!”
I’m not surprised when FXXK IT came on, the song comforted me as I stunted on to the all white back drop with a little swag in my step. The two men are cheering, grinning ear to ear at the sight of me. I bow deeply once the music stops. “Hello! I’m Charlotte! Please take care of me!”
“Welcome princess Charlotte to our third level basement!” Coni shouts happily. I can’t help but beam at the two men I have been watching for years on my computer screen.
“Thank you for agreeing to have me,” I answer back bashfully.
“How did we manage to be the first variety show you come on?”
“Well lots of my friends recommended different shows but this one has been one of my favorites ever since I started watching Korean shows.”
“Really?” Doni hums, “Why?”
“Because I love how playful you are!”
The two men blush and share a shy look before Coni clears his throat and tries to act professional, “So this is usually where we have the idols talk about their latest album but since you haven’t released one how about you tell us a few things about yourself.”
I awkwardly chuckle as I look at one of the cameras, “Alright, as I said before, I’m Charlie or better known as the princess. I am 23 years old, born and raised in the United States of America. I have been in South Korea for about two years….um…” I look to them for any help on what else to say.
“I think that is enough for now, we will talk more about you when we build your profile. For now, would you be willing to try random dance? We hear you are really good!”
I flush, “I’m terrible!”
“No! We saw your performance with Ikon and you did great! How about if you can make it through without a mistake we will take you to an expensive steak dinner!” Doni offers with a wiggle of his brow.
I grimace but nod, “Okay, I guess I could try, but please only title tracks and the chorus!”
“Can do! Music start!”
“Wait!” I yell.
Everyone freezes and looks at me. I scurry closer to the camera, knowing it looks ridiculous but I feel like this is needed. With a deep breath I bow deeply to the camera, “To all the fans of the groups I’m about to dance to, I apologize for making their amazing dances look terrible, please forgive me!” The whole crew and two hosts, die laughing as I run back to my starting place and beam at them, “Ready!”
“Music start!”
I wait for a moment before Shake it by Sistar comes on. Without hesitation I am twisting my hips to the music dancing along happily to my favorite unnies song. Half way through it switches, Bang Bang Bang blares, I have my hand guns up ready to go, throwing my arms around like an idiot. The men on the sidelines are laughing uncontrollably.
“I think you would have gotten in trouble if you would have gotten this one wrong,” Doni points out between his laughs.
I nod with a cringe, “They would have murdered me.”
Next is Gee, another song that I actually can do. A few more songs go by and I’m actually impressed with how well I’m doing, that is until Overdose comes on and at that point I’m actually kind of winded and just collapse on the ground. The two men rush forward. “Are you alright?” They panic together.
I chuckle as I sit back on my butt and take a few deep breaths, “I’m okay, EXO oppas I’m sorry but I cannot dance to like any of your songs for the life of me.”
“Lets get you a chair!” Coni waves over to the staff on the edge of the camera, a young woman brings a water bottle while a man brings out a chair, well actually it’s a freaking pink throne. I’m dying of laughter at the sight of it, it’s as all as the usual stools, my feet can’t reach the ground when I sit down but there is a back and arm rests.
“What in the world?” I question.
“We figured the princess would need a throne!” Coni answers dramatically.
Doni chimes in, “Also we heard that you tend to fall a lot and we need that not to happen.”
I nod, “Fair enough.”
They take a few moments to set up and once they have everything settled they two men sit on their stools and do the little intro for the next segment, building my profile. “Now since you are the princess we did something special for you. We had a few idols come together and write out your profile for you!”
I raise my brows at that, “Oh god, that must have been interesting.”
“It really was. So,” Coni pulls a string allowing the banner to roll out. My name is scrawled across the top of the pink banner, a picture of me form last year is faded in the background making me cringe. “They had plenty to say about you and plenty of things to write from everyone else. Lets start off with talents!”
“I have none so I can’t imagine what they wrote,” I scan the banner for the words and chuckle at what I find.
“The ability to make anyone bring her food,” Coni reads, “Is this true?”
I laugh, “Yes it is actually, though I don’t know if that counts as a talent.”
Doni hums, “But really anyone?”
I pause for a moment, “I mean probably anyone I’m close to, especially if I haven’t eaten.”
“Have you eaten breakfast this morning?”
“Nope,” I shake my head.
“Alrighty then our next segment is the food race!” They announce dramatically.
“The what?”
“You are going to text five different idols saying you are hungry and haven’t eaten, if everyone says yes, you get to keep all of the food.”
“If I loose do I get hit with the hammer?” I place both hands on top of my head, worry obvious on my face.
“No, no, no!” They quickly answer to both me and the camera, “We will not be hitting the princess!”
“Okay, who should I message?” One of the staff members brings me my phone.
“Lets see,” Doni hums, “It has to be really important and busy people.”
“Mark from NCT!” Coni suggests.
“I’m not very close to him but we can try, I have his number,” I pull up his contact information and create a message, I make it pretty general, and wait for them to suggest others.
“Zico! Exo’s Kyungsoo. BTS Rap Monster. S.coops Seventeen!”
I add each number as they list people off, writing out what is going on to make sure they aren’t really busy at the moment:
Hi! I’m on the set of Weekly Idol and since I forgot breakfast they asked me to text five people to see who can bring me food first. Don’t worry if you can’t come, I will understand! Hope you are having a wonderful day!
“You are just so cute!” Coni coos.
I blush down at my phone.
“Now that we have that out of the way, next point! You will do a complete attitude change if someone insults or disregards an idol.”
I nod, “I would say that is true, it is pretty drastic, or at least that is what I’ve been told.”
“Lets see, what is a really hot topic at the moment?” The two men think for a moment.
“How about the whole EXO Lay thing? Where do you stand on that?”
Their smiles fade as I imagine mine does too, “That is absolutely ridiculous. Some fan girls have been going nuts saying that he should just leave the group, what in the world is wrong with them? That man is doing such good, hard work over in China, I am so proud of him! It’s not like he has a choice in all of this! I don’t know why these girls are thinking that he actually does? He is sweet man doing what needs to be done! I swear I am going to-“ I pause and take a deep breath before saying, “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”
Coni shrugs, “You are the princess defending her knight, what is there to apologize about?”
We talk about a few more random subjects, I do a few terrible accents and imprecations. We are laughing, having a good time when someone bursts into the studio, “Noona!”
Mark from NCT is awkwardly beaming at me. I hop off my throne and approach the much taller, boy, “You came!”
“I brought you some kimbap! I hope that is okay? It says you do on your online profile,” He asks bashfully.
I chuckle as I nod, “I do! I really love it!”
He grins back at me, “That great! Am I first?” He scans me and the two hosts. “Hello Hyungs,” He greets them just as awkwardly, like a boy meeting his girlfriend’s parents for the first time. In his hand is a paper bag, I’m assuming filled with food. The staff brings out another throne like mine, this one is blue instead of my pretty pink. Mark and I share a confused look.
Coni is quick to explain , “Since Mark is first he will be sitting beside you as your prince!”
Mark flushes completely, “Her prince? No! Everyone is going to try and kill me!”
“Hold on Mark, what are you talking about?” I place a gentle hand on his back.
“Everyone has been talking about it recently, what everyone would do if you got a boyfriend.”
“And?”
“I bless that poor man,” Doni answers. “I’ve heard a few things about that too.”
“There is an online poll on who is going to win your heart,” Coni comes closer and showers me where you can vote. I’m laughing but cringing as I read the totals so far.
“Jiyong oppa is really high up there,” I point out, “ Number two!”
“Who is number one?” Doni creeps into our group to see the screen.
“Do Kyungsoo,” Coni chuckles.
“Yes?”
We all look up to find Kyungsoo standing there with two bags of food in his hands staring at us with his confused wide eyes. I find myself blushing at the idea of so many people picturing me with Kyungsoo, it honestly makes my heart flutter a bit.
“Nothing,” I quickly answer, shoving Coni’s phone into his chest. “Welcome to the party Oppa!”
“Was I not first?” He pouts cutely.
I nod, “You were second, Mark just showed up and claimed the spot as first place not just in the race, but in my heart.” I wrap an arm around the younger, ignoring his blushing.
For a split second Kyungsoo looked ready to murder someone. Maybe that was a bad idea…
To be continued…
Who you guys like her to actually end up with out of everyone she has met so far?