So I might be a tad nervous.

Or a lot nervous.

That's ok though, I know what I have to do and I won't be deterred by my nerves.

Is it hot in here, or is just me?

Jennie takes a sip of her drink. She's completely oblivious to what is about to happen.

It seems my evil laugh is back.

But I'm not going to do anything to embarrass her, if anyone stands the chance of being embarrassed here, it's me. And that's ok. I want Jennie to realize that she's worth being embarrassed for and also that I'm fine if I make a fool of myself. None of that matters as long as she likes the show I'm about to put on.

Besides, it's not like I'm putting all my eggs in one basket. This is just the beginning of my wooing plans, a sort of preview for her if you will.

"So this is the part of the show where we like to invite one lucky audience member to come up and sing a song with us," the leader singer of the band announces.

It's not actually, they've never had someone come and belt out a tune with them before.

That is until a certain someone called them this morning and explained a certain plan they had cooked up in their heads.

I'm sure you're curious as to why they would have agreed to that idea.

Well, rumor has it that they may have been offered some free publicity in exchange for their participation in a certain plan.

That's just a rumor though.

I understand why it might seem like I'm trying to manipulate Jennie but I'm really not. I'm just trying to show her that she's helped bring out a new, more sure-of-herself Jisoo.

One that knows exactly what, or who, I should say, she wants to be with.

And if she happens to find my performance out of this world and one worthy of a big juicy kiss, then that is just an added bonus.

I like to view what I'm about to do as me throwing down the gauntlet in a way. I want her to realize I'm up for the challenge of winning her over but at the same time I don't want to come on too strong either.

Wooing is hard, yo!

But damn, she's so worth it.

Bobby taps Jennie on the arm quite excitedly. "Hey, you should go up there and sing."

Rose nods her head vigorously. "Totally, that would be very cool."

Ah, what good little plan followers they are.

"Leave her alone," I interject. "I'm sure she doesn't want to sing."

The hardest part of this whole plan was finding the right song.

Jennie taps her beer bottle against the wooden table we're at. "Yeah, I'm not really in the mood to perform right now."

But I am.

It's so hard to pretend that I didn't spend the entire day learning the lyrics to the song I chose.

Not an easy task I'll have you know.

"Come on, you should wow this crowd," Bobby tells Jennie as he nudges her shoulder.

Rose nods again. "What's the point of having a talent like yours if you don't share it."

Jennie looks as enthused about singing as I would be if Jennie offered to strip for me.

Ew!

So not what I should be thinking about now.

"Leave her alone," I say to my friends more forcefully.

As much as I'm a huge Abba fun, I'm sure my taste in music isn't exactly Jennie's cup of tea. I had to find the perfect song that would convey my feelings as well as be more Jennie's style.

Plus, the song has to be fun and not a love song so I don't scare the poor girl even more than she already is.

Now you can understand why I didn't get any real work done today!

"You're such a stick in the mud," Bobby whines and if he wasn't in on Operation Jensoo, I'd probably have slapped him by now.

Jennie tries to stand up for herself but that would ruin my plan so I do it for her.

Literally.

"I said leave her alone," I shout as I jump out my chair.

"Looks like we have a volunteer," J.K., the lead singer, declares. "You, in the blue shirt, come on up."

Why do I suddenly feel like I'm on the Price is Right?

I see Jennie eyes open really wide but I give her a smile that says don't worry, I got this covered.

I turn around and when I'm out of Jennie's line of sight I wink at J.K.

The crowd starts to cheer as I make my way over to the stage.

My stomach clenches as I walk but I refuse to give into those feelings, not now, now when I've worked so hard to perfect this night.

Besides, what's the worst that could happen?

I'm so focused on making it to the stage that I miss the first step that will take me there.

I trip and land face first against the hard stage floor.

Shit!

I hear the crowd gasp.

I think I did to.

But I'm not going to let this little mishap upset me. I bounce right back up to show everyone that I'm ok and even though I can feel myself blushing, I do a funny bow like that fall was planned.

Now the old Jisoo, she would have taken her tripping as a sign that the night wasn't going to turn out well.

Not this Jisoo, she knows that she makes her own destiny.

And she doesn't get down on herself for being a klutz either.

Apparently this Jisoo also likes to talk about herself in the third person a lot.

The crowd laughs and I begin to relax.

I look over at my table and see Rose and Bobby laughing, while Jennie still looks puzzled, or uncomfortable, I'm not quite sure.

J.K. leans over to wish me luck and to the crowd it looks like we're picking out a song for me to dazzle them with.

Wow!

There are a lot of people in this bar.

Wow!

A lot more than I anticipated.

I lock eyes with Jennie as I hear the drummer bang his sticks together.

Even though I'd like to be able to actually dedicate this song to Jennie out loud, I'll have to settle for dedicating it to her in my head.

I hope you like what I've done for you, Jen, and I hope you take the message I'm sending you to heart.

The drummer begins banging away as the lights dim.

I grab hold of the microphone to steady myself as my eyes scan the crowd.

My foot taps in time with the music.

Then comes the head bop.

I have Jennie's full attention as well as everyone else's in the bar.

Bobby and Rose who are sitting behind Jennie give me four thumps up.

The rest of the band joins in and I fight the urge to empty the contents of my stomach.

Here we go!

Oh my god!

Breathe!

"I want you to want me," I begin in a voice shakier then I would like. "I need you to need me." I close my eyes and when they open I decide to let go of my fears. "I'd love you to love me." It's all or nothing now, and I'm hoping for all. "And I'm begging you to beg me."

The crowd starts getting into my performance as they clap along.

Aw, I love each and every one of them so much.

My grip on the microphone loosens as my confidence grows. "I want you to want me."

Are you getting this Jen?

"I need you to need me," I sing as my eyes land on Jennie's.

I do, I really do.

I might be just singing a song, but I mean every word that's coming out of my mouth. "And I'd love you to love me."

That lines really does sum up my feelings quite nicely.

"I'll shine up my old brown shoes, I put on a brand new shirt." Jennie looks like a deer caught in headlights. "I get home early from work, if you say that you love me."

I see Rose nudge Jennie and that seems to do the trick. Jennie takes a look around and when she sees how enthusiastic the crowd is, she joins in their clapping.

She flashes me a dazzling smile, and I give her one right back.

Oh yeah!

I knew she'd get a kick out of this.

"Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying." I hope I never see Jennie cry; that would be so sad. "Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying." I move the microphone stand over to one side of the stage as I really start putting on a show.

I completely understand why Jennie wants to do this for her career, it's such a rush.

"Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying." As long as I'm around, Jennie will never be alone. "Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying." I move over to the other side of the stage so that side of the bar doesn't feel left out.

I am so rocking the Casbah!

"I want you to want me." I think I'm going to improvise just a bit. "I need you to need me." I remove the microphone from the stand and then I head into the audience.

Oh yeah!

Time to bring down the house.

"I'd love you to love me," I sing, as I stand right in front of my true love. I make sure to keep my expression playful and thankfully Jennie doesn't seemed bothered one bit by what I'm doing. "And I'm begging you to beg me," I belt out.

Then I get hit with another moment of inspiration.

I use my empty chair to help me as I climb onto our table.

The crowd is going nuts and that only eggs me on.

I can sense some fear coming from my friends and Jennie but I swear I have everything under control.

"I'll shine up my old brown shoes, I put on a brand new shirt." I point at Jennie and she seems to love the attention she's getting.

I knew this would work.

Go me!

I turn around and shake my tush because, well, because I can. "I get home early from work, if you say that you love me."

Now, I can't have Jennie thinking this is only for her even though it is. I can't have her freaking out one me.

It's time to share the love.

Rose holds her arm out for me and I use it to balance myself when I gracefully get down from the table. "Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying. Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying," I sing to Rose and that makes her laugh.

The vibe in this bar is awesome!

"Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying." I pinch my brother's cheeks and I make myself laugh. "Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying." I throw one more look at Jennie's smiling face before I move on from my posse.

While I don't want Jennie to panic, I do in someway want her to now that I'm doing this for her. But the other reason I chose to serenade her was I also want her to see that I'm a fun loving kind of gal.

Someone she can enjoy spending time with.

The serious side of me, the side that I want her to be able to confide in will come later.

Tonight is about having some good old-fashioned fun.

With no singing to do during this part I dance my way through the bar, making sure to shake my head and swing my hips as I go.

"Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying." I sing to some strange man. He tries to get me to stay but I'm on a mission.

"Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying," I sing to some girl as I continue to weave my way through the large amount of people cheering for me.

I'm in such a groove right now.

When another break in my part comes up I decide to really up the ante.

I move even faster in between the tables and I can't help but notice how loud it is.

I'm getting a bit distracted by everything so I make eye contact with Jennie and I'm very happy that she looks so happy.

I move backwards without watching where I'm going and just as I'm about to croon once more, my foot catches on something.

Oh no!

I'm flying in the air.

Shit!

I'm quick on my feet though, and I manage to land somewhat graciously in some guy's lap.

I don't think anybody noticed my mishap and the man whose lap I landed in doesn't seem to mind that I'm there.

"I want you to want me," I sing as I wink at him.

He blushes but I jump off him quickly so he doesn't get the wrong idea.

I don't know why, but my gut tells me to turn around, so I do.

And that's when I see her.

Irene!

Bitch!

I know she's the one who tripped me.

Gah!

I loathe her so.

She's smirking at me and she looks so fucking smug.

She shouldn't be though, because her idea of a sick joke backfired. I didn't fall and humiliate myself, I recovered and I think I recovered quite nicely thank-you very much.

"I need you to need me," I sing as I make my way back to the stage.

There's no way I'm going to let Irene screw this up for me.

She's so not worth my time.

I walk past Jennie and I bump my hip against her shoulder as we reconnect our eyes. "I'd love you to love me." We maintain eye contact even as I put the microphone back on the stand. "And I'm begging you to beg me."

I'd like to call this next part, the pièce de résistance.

The band stops playing, except for the drummer and all that's left is my voice.

I stare intently at Jennie as I raise my hands above my head.

"I want you to want me," I sing as I slowly clap.

Oh, I think she gets it now.

The complete picture.

My gaze is intense and I can't hear the crowd anymore. "I want you to want me."

Her smile fades and I'm having a hard time reading her.

"I want you to want me." I put as much feeling as I can into my voice.

Jennie isn't even blinking.

"I want you to want me." I finish and then the rest of the band joins in again.

Aw, I'm almost done.

I use my remaining time on stage to ham it up.

The band plays on and when they reach the last note I leap off the ground. I land on my knees right as they finish and I hold up my arms as I close my eyes.

For a brief second I hear nothing and that makes me wonder if I went too far.

But then the crowd starts hooting and hollering.

Yay!

I pulled it off!

Mostly without a hitch.

I get up and when I look over at Jennie the smile is back on her face.

She joins Rose and Bobby in giving me a standing ovation.

They're all so sweet!

I even get a few calls for an encore from the crowd!

I so wasn't expecting that!

They all rock!

"How about a big round of applause for Jisoo," J.K. requests into the microphone which gets the crowd going again. I'm about to rejoin my table, but he's not done. "I think if you guys clap a bit louder she might just do another song with us."

What?

Oh my god!

What is he doing?

I don't know any other song to sing.

Not any songs they're likely to know.

He needs to shut up!

I shoot him a pleading look so he will but J.K. has a mind of his own. "Come on, Jisoo, don't be shy, you were great."

The crowd is stomping their feet and I'm worried they might riot if they don't get to hear me perform again.

Shit!

Shit!

Shit!

"No, no, we want a turn," Bobby and Rose shout at the same time.

They run up to where I'm frozen by the microphone and gently push me off the stage.

The crowd doesn't seem to mind that I've just been replaced as they continue to cheer.

I can't lie, that hurts a little.

I walk semi-confidently over to Jennie and take my seat once again beside her. I down my glass of water in one shot because my throat is incredibly parched.

"So what did you think?" I tentatively ask Jennie without really paying attention to my brother and Rose.

The noise level shoots up as their song starts.

Wow, I can't believe the bands knows "Don't Go Breaking My Heart," but they do apparently because Rose and Bobby are getting to perform one of their favorite songs together.

So gay!

Jennie leans in right by my ear. "I think you were great," she says, and when she pulls back I have to stop myself from pulling her towards me so I can kiss her, hard.

"Thanks," I reply somewhat bashfully, which is amusing considering I just sang in front of her and so many others.

She gives me such a sexy smile that makes me warm all over.

Score!

The first part of my plan is done!

And I didn't screw it up!

It nearly got screwed up though by that bitch Irene. I almost forgot about her.

I turn around to find her and when I do, I see her standing by the bar staring right at me. She raises her drink in the air and I want to smack her so badly.

"I'm going to get a drink," I say to Jennie once my mouth is by her ear. "Do you want anything?"

Jennie shakes her head and then she goes back to watching Rose and Bobby sing and dance across the stage.

I push my way through the crowd but it's not easy as I keep getting congratulated by my fans.

Normally I'd stop and bask in all the attention but I have a new mission now.

To tell a certain skanky brunette off!

That bitch is going to pay for almost ruining my show!

"What is your problem?" I yell once I reach Irene's still smirking self. I yell not only because it's loud but also because I'm mad.

I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore!

"And what exactly are you referring to?" Irene innocently replies.

"Give it up, Irene," I snap. "I know you were the one who tried to trip me."

Irene rolls her eyes and although I'm not a violent person, I must say I do want to wipe that damn smirk off her face with my fist. "You have such a big ego, I did nothing of the sort."

Liar!

"But I must say that was quite the concert you put on for your girlfriend," Irene says and then she lets out the haughtiest of laughs.

I ball my hands into fists but I keep them by my side. "Jennie is not my girlfriend."

Not yet anyway.

"Oh that's right, she's already seeing someone, isn't she?" Irene asks so condescendingly I growl. "Touched a nerve, have I?"

"Fuck off," I shoot back. I really can't stand her. "And what are you doing here anyway, stalking me or something?"

Irene's smirk fades for the briefest of seconds before it comes back. "You wish."

No, I don't!

At all!

"Actually I came to scout out the band," Irene explains. "I have a meeting with them after the set, looks like my firm will be the one to represent them."

She thinks she's so damn smart.

What she is actually, is an idiot!

"Too bad they've already signed with me," I boast and then it's Irene turn to growl.

Ha!

Take that bitch!

Point, set and match!

Irene glances away from me and when I follow her eyes I notice Jennie looking over at us.

She does not look at all pleased by Irene's presence either.

That's ok, Jen, I can take care of her all by myself.

"This isn't over, Kim," Irene warns before she disappears into the crowd.

I breathe a big sigh of relief and I wave at Jennie to let her know I'm ok.

Good thing I managed to take care of that problem before it got out of control.

Now I can go back to Jennie and forget all about Irene and her very annoying ways.

"I thought that was you," I hear a voice say behind me.

Oh no!

Not her!

Fuck!

Please don't be real!

Please!

"You really looked good up on stage, Jisoo," she continues.

No!

This isn't some nightmare!

Fuck!

"And so damn hot," she finishes as she presses her body against mine.

Help!

Psycho alert!

First Irene and now her.

Fuck!

What is it? Crazies get in half price tonight or something?

I turn around even though it's the last thing I want to do, believe