7nights

"Then you will be registered as members of '7nights!', she squealed, "that would be so great! And..."

"Great, but what is that?", I ask dumbfounded.

"Haven't I told you that already?", she shoots back sarcastically.

"No.", Quentin says in his usual tone. He sounds so bored whenever he speaks. "Even though I can imagine what it is."

Oh, still one thing: He spoke! He actually did! A wonder has happened.

I think he really looks like a fish. He never says a word and he wears glasses. Whenever I think of fish it reminds me of glasses, I think that's because on the door to dad's office was a blue fish with green glasses and yellow stripes. I think he got it from a glasses-shop.

"Kay! Where are you?", Jack waves his hands in front of my eyes.

"What? I'm here!", I reply shooting up my head.

"Physically, but where are you mentally?", he responds.

"Oh, eh, I, uhm, yeah, I thought about fish and glasses and the office door of my father.", I manage to get out.

I've said something weird, I know, I know! Ah, why can't I just sink in the ground? Everyone is looking at me like I'm a walking palm tree with red leaves. Everyone but Horiacio, who is cringing and rolling on the ground while laughing hard. Yeah, he's a little hyperactive.

"Ey, where's the connection?", he's shouting between his laughs.

"I think you'll have to explain that a little further.", Quentin says and pushes his fish-glasses up. I think he's shy. Maybe he's got problems to get close to someone in a short time. But then he adds: "If you remember, we already explained that question to you."

Oh! Yes, he's right, they did! I facepalm myself, how can someone be so stupid? "Ah, right, I remember! Sorry, guys. But, I think I shouldn't explain that.", hah, really, I'm bad at lying!, "So, Xiang Xia, you sure wanted to explain a little more, no?"

"No, no, not really, Uh, but maybe...", she pushed around.

"But maybe?", Jack asks acting bored. I think today he's a little sassy.

"You only have got on hour left till night rest. But it wouldn't hurt to start preparing for your debut.", she ends her sentence. But I'm not quite sure, if that was her original thought.

"Yes, we'll do that! Rocco exclaims, but he already disappeared into the elevator.

"Eh, start what? What exactly do you mean with preparations?", I ask calm, while the rest is storming to the elevator as well.

"Right, prepare for what?", Rocco parrots me, now pulling his head out of the elevator.

"That's what I said, dude! Just listen one time in your life!", I remind him. He's unbelievable. Oh, what have I said? Those words aren't really my choice! Well, now I guess they are.

"You're the one talking! Didn't even remember the explanation of the question!", he mocks me. Well, hehe, but he might be right...

"I said so. But you wouldn't hear that if you are elsewhere with your mind, like thinking of fish and office doors or if you are in the elevator. It really doesn't surprise me at all.", Xiang Xia scolds us.

"No.", Quentin says again. Ah, by the way, besides me he's the only one who's still not in the elevator.

"What, 'no'?", Xiang Xia asks confused.

"No, you didn't say so.", Quentin manages to say a whole sentence! Has he ever spoken so much before? Oh, yes I think as we played music he spoke very much. "And even though we reminded you to, you still didn't tell them what '7nights' is.", he criticizes. 

"Really?", she calles dumbfounded. "Maybe I just was a little too exited. So, eh, '7nights' is your group-name. And just to make sure, there really is nothing that you won't do on your own! That means, you will write the music and the lyrics, you'll think of a choreography, you'll sing, you'll set all the main actors in the music videos. Yeah, like that. Ah, and finally! You'll have to sew all the clothes yourselves. Ah, you know what I mean, march-off! Now!"

Ah, ok, yes, we'll do that definitely... not. We won't get that in time! Should I ask Xiang Xia about... eh, where is she? Did she turn into thin air?

"And what should we do now? That's so much work!", Samuel complained.

"Start.", Quentin calls out already in the elevator. He's living for the music as well, I think. Come to think of it! His voice sounds so beautiful! But he speaks barely. I wonder why?

We march into the elevator and push the buttons for the 17th floor. The elevator is large, but for us seven guys it really is a little too small. Maybe we shouldn't go all together next time. I should have realised that last time I was in here. It's silent, I think of a way to get all this work done, and I guess the others think of the same kind of thing as me.

After the elevator has finally stopped we go to our own little meeting-room and sit around the table.

Rocco disturbs the silence: "Well, men, let's get it done!" Mmm, he's the optimistic one! (By the way: I'm a man now!)

"Only question left: how?", Samuel reacts and keeps on looking at Quentin.

"Well, he's the leader, he should know.", Quentin responds coldly. "Maybe you should make a suggestion." He now says to Rocco.

"Oh, you're talking at least!", Horiacio points out. My speech! Quentin is talking more today!

"You know him, slow but steady.", Jack quips. He leans a little over the table and points his finger at Quentin. To be honest, he sure looks hot. But sadly, he's not the only one. They sure all do! And then here I am, the lost girl between all these boys... It will be horrible, I can tell from the start! If I would happen to fall in love with one of these, it'll get complicated...

But I'll never do, this accident won't let me, I guess.