-RUN ! - I shouted to my manager as we discovered that the company was mistaken about the time of our departure, the airport was very spacious now that almost nobody was traveling and were lucky enough to do my last photos here at the airport in my country.
-¡¡SEÑORITA!! somos los pasajeros retrasados!! - He shouted as I ran as fast as possible with the attire the company wanted to announce. Starting with me, the dancers from our company who after being selected can go and work all around the world. I was wearing a huge pink dress, bright stones sewed to it making me look radiant in contrast with my black hair style and strong makeup. At least, I wasn't wearing a wig this time... I know that my haircut sometimes doesn't work out but at least I can use my own shoes If I can stop for a second to wear them on, and not dangling in my hands, meanwhile I try not to ruin the dress.
- Por aquí por favor, tengo que confirmar su tarjeta de embarque e identidad - she said with a very open eyes as she saw me better, now that I stopped in front of her, and took a deep breathe before taking the bag with my clothes and travel documentation I handed it to my manager as I pulled out a big sweater and dressed it over the dress. It was quite big and long so, I just unzipped the dress and stepped out of it as I put my boots on without socks or lacing them, another assistant arrived behind us but had to sit down to recover after the race. He pushed a small box towards me and I unceremoniously took all the jewelry that I was wearing, even the little stones glued to my skin before wearing a face mask.
When she gave us the order we entered the tunnel to our plane, I noticed how the crew looked at me, I followed them to our seats. Obviously I was varely dressed compared to the others passengers, we were flying to a cold destination since it's almost winter there.
I rested on my seat since I wanted that the crew see us seated and secure before calling to the pilot to start the take-off. We would travel for 21 hours and 35 minutes before arriving to our destination. It was my first time going so far away from home in my two decades of life, but I have been doing everything in my hands to get this opportunity.
As soon as we were safely in the air, I saw the lights to take of our security belts off, so I hurried to get my bags and properly dress. As I tried to get my bag I surely felt the hand of my manager pulling down my sweater It would be an scandal if they noticed that I was only wearing my panties underneath. Carefully enough I went to the small space called bathroom there I washed my face and arranged my hair a little, dressed on all the clothes I had prepared to use after they got my photos but we didn't had the time take it off as we discovered that we had to rush in here.
The green colored contacts were now in their case and I wear my glasses, suddenly my appearance in the mirror wasn't as good as some minutes ago, but it was years seeing how it changed every time I had to use so many items and that heavy makeup that blurred almost any trace of humanity from my skin. It was really pretty but not the natural me.
I could feel the murmur as I came back to my seat and took a big book in my hands. My manager gave me a bottle of water and I drink a sip because I tend to not to drink enough since I don't feel the need of drinking often. I choose a rather big book this time hopefully to be entertained in this long journey but I was so excited that it was taking longer than usual to focus on reading, things will be really different since after two weeks if everything goes well... my manager will handle me to someone else to give me work and teach me how to adapt into these new country.
I was trying not to sleep to do it at the right hour later in the hotel, we were lucky to stay on an expensive one this time, because the ones we have to meet were staying there for work. If I was lucky enough I would work with a company captable of releasing big projects and more dancers, the only thing that I didn't learn to know is what made them to choose me... We have more experienced dancers than me, some are quite known because of their work. I was told by my last teacher that if I keep on bringing new movements onto my style, I will end not doing anything properly, but I can't help myself and have to try out everything that I learn or see.
It was almost night time when we arrived to the airport and the cold there was unbelievable, as soon as I got my travel bags I opened the one with the most warm jacket that I could find in my city, but it wasn't doing much of a difference actually. We walked around until someone was holding my Magners' name in a paper so we greeted him. Fortunately he saw our attires and offered us blankets... that... I really appreciated it.
Since I confirmed that I will end here I been learning how to speak the new language but it was difficult not having someone to talk to. The drive was really smooth and I couldn't believe that this city was full of skyscrapers like New York. We arrived to our Hotel and I think is the most luxurious one that I have ever seen before, so we left the blankets in the car as we sorted out our things and someone from the hotel came to help us to bring them inside.
There was glass and metal everywhere, the detailed decoration to each space was stunning so I walked looking around as my manager made his way to the reception desk. I noticed some commotion coming from the restaurant area, maybe someone famous was here and I would be lucky enough to see what was going on.
They were laughing and at least ten people walking in my direction I suddenly realized that I was in the middle of their trajectory so I truned to locate my manager and walk towards him. He was nowhere in sight so I desesperately searched for him around the reception.
I kept looking for him until someone came to the desk but she totally ignored me and estarted to talk to someone of the big group. I was not pushed away, but I had to give them more space since nobody was looking at me. I was against the wall as I felt observed and one of the men was looking in my direction and said something. I could hear his voice but couldn't understand a thing as I pressed myself more into the wall, they looked familiar... but with half their faces covered, and probably I was making a face of terror, as in second all of those pairs of eyes were watching me from head to toe.
I really tall man talked to me and I just stood there in panic. He tried to reach my arm but I automatically felt unsafe, so I moved to my side trembling so I couldn't be touched and he tried to get closer again
- Don't touch me ! - I said and my voice resonated in the big room since my tone is quite louder than the people here. I grabbed my bag that was the only thing with me and stud on a defensive gesture. Someone with a deep voice talked and the man stepped back.
That same someone came to the front but the big guy used his arm to stop his attempt to get closer to me than he was. He said something else before he could come closer and he used his hands to support his body as he tried to become smaller and look at me in the eyes. Again I though that I have seen them somewhere but I was tired from the journey and was getting nervous about this situation.
Everything became black and after that... it was bright, so I had to close my eyes again, I heard a conversation around me and realized that I wasn't standing anymore. I tried to get up but I felt drowsy and hold onto one hand, that was close to help me
- Thank you, I am okay... where is...? - I stopped my sentence as I recognized the man holding my hand. He was Suga from BTS or that is what I thought because I only have seen them in the screen of my phone. I moved to a seating position and carefully left his hand alone.
- I am sorry, my manager somewhere, he will help me - The tall guy came over and asked nicely the name of my manager and he got surprised and told me to wait here... before he talked to the rest of the band they headed to the elevator to go to their rooms.
Suga and the tall one gave me some water and I thanked them as I was seated in a sofa as I looked at the room... it didn't really looks like the main area of the hotel. I got nervous and spilled some water over me, and I could feel that those two were actually watching me.
My manager came in talking to someone else, as they were looking at a device and as soon as he spotted me he came to show me what they were interested in. It was a picture from the ones we took in the studio to upload, some photos in the social media of our company, because I didn't mind staying more hours to do some pictures.
