How to have Jurassic World in one's tummy

                                    

                                          
2020 A/N., A little ad haha). My new story is out. It's called The Secret Lives of Pop Stars. Here's the description. 
                          
For as long as he could remember, Charlie Lamee had wanted to be a j-pop idol. But what awaited him was the constant rain of rejections from auditions because of his half Japanese looks.
                          
So when he finally gets recruited by I.B. Entertainment-- an once popular management company-- Charlie was sure he was one step closer to his dream. What he doesn't know is that this was the final gamble by his company to survive from the verge of bankruptcy. 
                          
Thrown into a foreign land with a different language, culture and standards, Charlie and four other boys with differences ranging between the heavens and earth are put together to form the group, aXle, only to find that behind the glamour of k-pop's lights and perfect white smiles is a hidden world of struggles, tears, first times and even unspoken love. 
                          
Follow aXle and their secret lives as they strive to follow their dreams and become the number one k-pop boy group in the world.


                          
2015 A/N., show your support for this story in RBLS hosted by RamblingBrooks
                          
I want to finish this story in eight (or nine tops) chapters so let me warn you, hereafter, it'll be insanely long chapters :P
                          
You may find some offensive stuff (cussing) in this chapter. Read with an open mind :)
                          
Song attached: Far Away by Nickelback (awesome song ever :'))


                          
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How to have Jurassic World in one's tummy


                          
<unedited>
                          
"The things I do just to see you happy," Uncle muttered shaking his head as he took a basic Nokia cellphone from his drawer and handed it over to me.
                          
I smiled at him, looking as innocent as possible.
                          
"Oh don't look at me like that, Uthra." 
                          
Uncle tried to look annoyed but his lips were quivering with a borderline smile. 
                          
"I know you love me, uncle," I said as I pocketed the cellphone, "otherwise, you wouldn't let me go out with these guys."
                          
Uncle just nodded in response.
                          
I knew what I was doing was too unsafe but hey, in my defence, I have very little time left here and when the guys know I'm not a guy, I won't be able to talk to them ever. So I might as well make as much memories as possible cause sitting on the floor and doing homeworks wasn't the best memories that'll make you all tingly years after.
                          
And yes, when I was leaving, I'm planning to tell the guys that I'm a girl. They deserve to know it. Okay I was telling this like I'm going to tell my ex-neighbour Grandma that she shouldn't wear her trademark sleeveless nightgown but I knew it's not going to be that simple.
                          
Well let's say that I didn't even want to think about it. 
                          
"Well," I dragged clapping my hands together, "I'll be back by evening. And what did he..." 
                          
I stopped.
                          
Uncle looked at me as if he knew what I was asking. His eyes were sad and I tried to swallow the tired sigh that was threatening to erupt.
                          
What was my father's problem exactly?
                          
First he let's me go to stay with guys when I insist and then he goes and acts like I just came up with this idea out of the blue because of my inability to control my hormones. I promised that I would come back after my eleventh grade so why the hell would he show his displeasure at every single possible moment?