"No." Mikasa said sternly.

She had soft long black hair that was swept to the side over her shoulder, and a pin that pushed her bangs back while she studied. She wore average looking clothes, but it didn't quite match with her breathtaking beauty. She had mesmerizing gray eyes and long thick eyelashes that fluttered above. She wasn't the type where men could approach her freely, but it was almost impossible to walk by her without taking a second glance.

"Pleaseeee!!! Mikasa. Ackerman. Do you know who we're talking about here?! The trainees from SN Entertainment! Any boy or girl would take this opportunity in a heartbeat! Only a crazy person would say no." Sasha held up a magazine which featured 9 good-looking boys posing coolly and an eye-catching line, "The boys will finally Debut! But only half will make it?!"

They were quite well known already. They all have done a variety of little things to get their name out there. They started off as underground artists and then began covering songs. After getting a small fan-base it continued to grow and grow on its own. Their popularity helped get them scouted and officially got a deal with SN Entertainment. Since at a young age they dedicated their time and energy to practicing, hoping Levi would someday say they're ready to debut. SN Entertainment is a record label, talent agency, clothing line, music, and concert production company. Many of the biggest stars in the industry came from this company and Levi finally decided its time to launch a new group that will also make it to the top.

"Then I guess I'm crazy." Mikasa said pushing the magazine away, "They're just a bunch of ignorant pretty boys who don't understand what real hard work is.. Why are you asking me to do such a bizarre request anyways?"

Mikasa looked up and Sasha surprisingly had a serious look on her face which was different. Sasha was very pretty; she had big hazel eyes and a big mouth she used to eat, talk, and sing with. Her signature look was her dark reddish brown high ponytail, and fans loved her for her quirky and bright personality.

"Jean looked really frustrated and... I just wanted to help out a little." Sasha smiled slightly, feeling embarrassed.

Mikasa's eyes softened, feeling pity for her best friend's unrequited love. She picked up the magazine Sasha was holding earlier, off the floor and another heading caught her eye "Winning team also gets $500,000!" Her jaw dropped.

"I'll do it."

It took a moment for Sasha to register what her best friend just said, she then squealed and hugged her. She began explaining the characteristics of the members, the do's and dont's, and tips for when she transforms.

But there was only one thing on Mikasa's mind. With this money she will finally be able to see her family again.

-

It took 2 days and 8 hours to complete the process of transforming into a boy. She bound her chest, cut her long flowing hair, and spent her remaining money on a couple of jeans and t-shirts. Sasha coached her on how to speak, walk, and think like a man. Mikasa was no longer a blooming 15 year old girl. Instead she became a handsome yet awkward boy who still had a lot to learn.

After the approval from Levi, Sasha texted Mikasa the address to the SN Training center . It was a tall building with many rooms for practicing. There were rooms for dancing or recording music and many others for different purposes. Its where trainees or already debuted members of the company came to practice, work, or train. Next door was an apartment building, some residents were citizens but a majority were the trainees and idols of the entertainment.

Mikasa's POV

I felt the palms of my hands beginning to sweat while I paced back and forth in front of the tall building. I take out my phone to text Sasha.

Mikasa_A: I don't think this is going to work.

In the corner of my eye I see a security guard already eyeing me down. A few seconds later I feel my phone vibrate.

Potato Girl: Of course it will. Stop spazzing and just go in.

Mikasa_A: No! The security guard won't let me in.

I lied. About to turn around and leave, the security guard calls out to me. "You don't look like a fangirl." The blonde man chuckled. I turned my head to see what he was referring to; about a dozen girls in high school uniforms were on the side of the entrance, waiting for their idols to come out. "Are you Sasha's friend?"

"Uh.. yes."

The large man smiled, "Ah! Well don't be shy, Sasha told me I should be expecting you." He nudged me toward the door and I slightly resisted.

"You smell like coffee."

Shocked I broke away from his grasp, slightly weirded out. I glared at him and he shrugged, "Name's Mike by the way, nice meeting you."

That was quite odd. My cell vibrated again.

Potato Girl: LOL. Liarrrr. Mike will let you in. Good-luck!

I sighed. Why do they have a creep like Mike as a security guard. Another vibrate came from my phone.

Potato Girl: Almost forgot! Go to the 10th floor, 4th door on your right. And don't do that thing where you twist your hair between you fingers when you're nervous, you're too easy to read. XD

While reading the text I pulled my hand away from my hair, unaware that I was already doing that action. I made my way into the elevator. When it opened, me and two other boys who were about my age, stepped in. "What floor?" The blonde one asked. "10." I replied. He looked puzzled, "Same...," and pressed the button. When the doors closed, the boys began to whisper to his friend. The atmosphere became awkward so I looked down at my phone deciding to reply to Sasha.

Mikasa_A: Yes mam! And I am not easy to read, you're wrong.

The elevator stopped at the 5th floor. The doors opened and a girl who also looked around my age walks in and greets the boys. "9th floor?" The tall freckled boy asks. "Yup," she replies. Her eyes widens when she sees me. Everyone seems to know each other here, I don't blame her for being surprised.

Trying to avoid eye contact I look down at my phone and pretend to type, hoping Sasha would reply soon. "I haven't seen you here before?" The girl said. Dammit.

"Um. Yeah.. I'm new." I tried to lower my voice.

"Oh so you're a trainee!" She smiled. I nodded.

She looked almost angelic. Her smile was so bright and her hair looked so soft and golden. I mentally sighed, I wish I still had long hair like hers.

She then frowned, looking disappointed, "I was hoping you would recognize me by now. Usually people beg for my autograph, but you don't seem to have an idea of who I am."

I quickly glanced at the two boys on the side, they seemed to be listening but just stared straight ahead.

"Well i'm Krista," She stuck out her hand and I shook it. "Just let me know if you have any questions since you're new, I'd be more than happy to show you around."

A part of me felt that I could trust this girl, but the other part of me didn't want to make any friends during my 'mission' here. The elevator stops at the 9th floor. She says goodbye to the boys and me. When the doors opened a tall girl with brown hair was standing outside, leaning against the wall. She puts her phone away once she sees Krista and waits for her to come out.

Before the doors could close I found myself stopping the doors, "Krista-" She turns around.

"Could we get some coffee sometime?" I ask genuinely.

She smiles brightly and gives two thumbs up. "I'd love to. Should I give you my number?" She begins to take out her phone but suddenly the short blonde boy pulls me back inside the elevator and the tall one presses the close button. Before the doors closed completely, I see a confused blonde goddess and a death glare that no woman or child should ever see in their life.

"Why did you do that??" I turned to them. "To save your life." The freckled one said. "Talking to Krista is already a 'no no', Ymir has eyes around this building."

"And hitting on her right in front of Ymir!?! You're dead." The blonde one looked at me with sympathy.

I tried to defend myself, "I wasn't even hitting on her! You heard it yourself she said I could ask for help and I did. I wanted to meet up so I can get more tips."

They shrugged seeming not to believe my reason. "Why'd you help me anyways. You didn't have to to."

"Sasha texted us in the elevator. She's so scary." The freckled boy turned his phone screen for me to see.

Potato Girl: hey jesus, is there an awkward guy with you in the elevator right now?

Marcooo: Yep! How'd you know?? LOL

Potato Girl: Yeah well he's the guy I told you about. Take care of him please :)))

I sighed, why does Sasha have to be so embarrassing. Is she texting every single person in the building?

The elevator stopped at the 10th floor. We stepped out and walked down the hall to the 4th door on the right. Before we walked in they both turned around towards me. "Well I'm Armin, nice to meet you." He shook my hand. "And i'm Marco." He smiled.

"Mika.. Ackerman..." I tried not to cringe at the name Sasha gave me.

Now that I was facing them fully and given a chance to look at them completely, they were quite handsome. The tall one had freckles that gave him a charm. His hair was covered in a snapback but I could see black hairs peeking out, he also wore a simple black shirt and sweat pants. He gave off an aura of a 'boy next door'.

The shorter one next to him had blonde hair. His bangs hung over his forehead, and would be brushed by his long eyelashes every time he blinked. His blue eyes caught my attention. He was very cute.

They seem like good boys, I look forward to getting close to these boys. Maybe joining this group won't be so bad..

After introductions we walked inside, Marco stuck out his arm as a gesture, "And this is our beloved practice room!"

My jaw dropped from the sight, it was absolutely horrid. There was trash and dirty clothes scattered across the floor. And the smell was so bad that it could put a person in a coma for days.

Armin laughed, embarrassed, "Sorry.. It's usually not this messy. It's just Levi isn't in town to nag us so everyone has been a little lazy."

Armin and Marco kicked the trash to the side, making a path. I swear on my life, I saw something crawling.

"Shouldn't the other members be here?" I asked.

"Hmm.. Jean said he had other plans today, Eren is probably still working on the song, and Connie should be here practicing," Marco rubbed his chin, "Connie should show up eventually, but if not you'll see all of us at home."

I nodded, not giving much thought into memorizing their names, I'll meet them eventually...

Hold up..."What do you mean i'll see all of you 'at home'? Are you guys visiting my house?"

Instead of answering my question they laughed for a few minutes, "Our new member is cute," Marco giggled. "You're going to live with us in the dorm."

"You know? The apartment next door?" Armin began to gather his belongings to leave. Marco swung his duffle bag over his shoulder, "Sasha just texted me that she put your stuff in the dorm already."

Why doesn't she inform me on this stuff?! I'm going to murder that girl.

I kept a straight face, trying to not show how fustrated I was. "Okay, I'll see you later then."

How am I going to pull this off?! Sasha should've given me a week at least to prepare for this!! How am I going to sleep and shower?! Im going to get caught for sure..

They waved off and left me alone in the room. After the door closed I shouted and let out all the stress that has been piling up since I got here.

"HEY! KEEP IT DOWN, WILL YA?!" A voice shouted back. I immediately shut my mouth, embarrassed and shocked. A pile of clothes fell off the bench and a body began to rise from the pile, causing me to jump.

Is he serious? How can he sleep under there... I pushed my thoughts aside, I still have to respect these weirdos.

"Sorry.. I didn't know you were sleeping," I apologized.

"It's alright," He jumped right up and shot a big smile, "So you must be the new guy!"

"Yes. My name is Mika." He wasn't too tall either but he had an ego big enough to substitute his missing height.

"I'm Connie, the leader of this group," He put both hands on his hips and puffed out his chest proudly, "Without me Levi wouldn't even be able to afford this building!" He laughed haughtily.

He wasn't too tall either but he had an ego big enough to substitute his missing height. No wonder he's the leader, he's very confident. If what he says is true then he must be very talented.

He continued to boast about himself while I unloaded some of my belongings into the lockers. I found myself already beginning to ignore this guy and I just met him. 'How did this guy become the leader', I kept asking myself.

*Screaming goat ringtone* Connie looked at his phone, "Sasha just texted me.. she said.. Take you to the dorm! Okay!" He linked his arm with mine and led me out the room.

I wanted to kill Sasha for texting every single person I encounter to take care of me, secondly I wanted to kill her for making me stick with this talkative bald kid.

The entire elevator ride down, walking to the next building, and the entire elevator ride up, he talked about his greatness and how I have to answer his every wish or he'll kick me out. Honestly, kicking me out didn't sound so bad anymore after meeting this guy.

Before I knew it we were in the apartment. Connie switched on the lights. The apartment was nothing special, there were only 3 bedrooms, one bathroom, and a kitchen that was shared with the living room. Their place was also messy like the practice room, maybe even worse.

I went into the kitchen to see how bad it was. The dishes were piled high and the food was beginning to mold on the plates. I also checked the fridge, another stench came out and I closed it shut, not even daring to peek. How can they live like this!?

'Princes' my ass.

"Your room is over there." Connie pointed to the last door in the hallway.

I walked in and switched on the lights, my luggage was sitting right in the very middle. I got ready for bed, keeping my wrap on just in case. After brushing my teeth and washing my face I went back to the room. There were two beds and I decided to use the one closest to the window.

I wondered how the others would be like: are there more crazies like Connie, polite like Armin and Marco, or maybe normal like me?

I turned to my side, facing the window to look outside. I could see the tip of the coffee shop sign around the corner. An image of the boy from the other day flashed in my mind. "I'm probably not going to see him again huh... I wonder if he ever went back to the cafe to see me.." I slapped my palm against my forehead, "Why am I thinking about stuff like this. This is the least of my worries right now." I shook my head side to side to shoo the thoughts away.

I turned to lay on my back, "I wish I could see him again though."

"What're you doing in my bed" A voice said.

I jumped up from the bed with a smile on my face, oh my god did my wish just come true?

"Who the hell are you?" The boy said with mean glare on his face, "And why do you have a creepy smile on your face." The smile from my face disappeared... it wasn't the same boy from the coffee shop. My expression then quickly turned into a scowl from his rudeness.

"This is my room," He said.

"Connie said this is my room too," I shot back.

"You listened to that dork? " He picked up my luggage, beginning to move it out.

I couldn't believe this guy, he was incredibly rude. I couldn't care less if I didn't have to stay in this room. I would sleep on the couch if it meant I didn't have to share a room with this dick.

Irritated, I tried to get my luggage back, "I can move my own stuff. Don't touch it-"

Before he could step outside someone snatched the luggage from his hand and brought it back inside. He wore a hat that I swear i've seen before. When he placed it back down, he patted the dirt off his pants and looked up, revealing his face. He removed his hat and he was the same boy that helped me in the coffee shop.

I felt my face beginning to turn red but I managed to keep my cold expression. I didn't know what to feel or think, this was all too overwhelming.
Would he recognize me??
Is it all going to end right now?
..Ah... he's really good-looking.

"Eren, he's in the wrong room," The rude boy said.

"No, he's right. He'll be rooming with you for now on."

The rude boy took a step forward to intimidate him, but Eren didn't flinch. The rude one was completely annoyed now, "I don't share rooms. Why can't he stay with the others or in the living room?!"

Eren tried to be patient with him, "Marco and Connie share a room, me and Armin share one, and you're the only one with a room to themselves. It's not fair to us if we have to fit in another person. And the living room is everyone's. Stop being a princess and suck it up."

"How about you stop acting like you're top shit." The rude one was heated.

"After you get some talent, horse-face."

They glared at each other with hate in their eyes. Disregarding the heaviness in the air, I couldn't help but smirk at his comeback. I did kind of see similarities between the rude boy and a horse. They both turned to me, realizing I was still there. A smile crept up Eren's face, finding how funny his insult was too. 'Horse-face' scoffed at how ridiculous this was and stormed out the room.

"Sorry about that.. I probably didn't make a very nice first impression huh?" Eren turned to me, running his hand through his hair.

"It's alright," I giggled, and quickly regretted it because it sounded so girly.

"I'm Eren Jaeger, and you are?"

Stunned for a few seconds on how he had no recognition of who I was, I stuttered, "M-mika Ackerman."

He smiled warmly, "Well welcome to the team, thank-you for joining us so last minute. I might be a little hard on you in front of the others but please don't take it personally, the others would get upset if I went easy on you."

Confused from what he was saying, I just nodded and agreed.

He raised his hand and placed it on my shoulder, "Well get some rest, you have a lot of work to do tomorrow."

"Goodnight," I said.

"Don't mind Jean by the way, he's just a little brat. He'll get over it." He smiled to give me assurance, "Night."

I slid into the right bed this time. I tried to sleep but I couldn't, who would've known that the same boy would be here.

I'm not attracted to him am I??... Nah.. I just want to thank him for being so kind to me. This feeling is admiration.. Yeah, admiration.

"You look constipated." Jean said. I opened my eyes to see him sitting across me on the other bed. "Don't furrow your eyebrows like that it's ugly."

I turned to my other side to ignore his comment. When I felt his gaze no longer on me i pressed on my eyebrows, feeling insecure.

I went under my blanket and took out my journal and pen.

Day 1: My first day was hell. The place is almost unlivable, there's a creepy security guard, and a demon that follows this girl around. Oh and the members??..They were all.. interesting. There's this really talkative bald guy, 2 nice guys, the rudest boy i've ever met, and this guy that I cant really explain. The worst part is that I have to live with these so called 'Princes'.
I really don't know how im going to pull this off..
But I can get through this. If its for my parent, I can do it.
I just need to win this competition. 120 more days and I can finally be with my family again.

Mom... Dad... I miss you.

(Author's Note: Oh my goooood. This is the longest chapter i've ever written so far, 3782 words!!! AHHHHH, my chapters are usually only up to 1800-2000 words. Its 2:42am right now.
:(. But wooo! Finally I got this done, Its been a month since I've updated, my bad. Finals were right after chapter 2 so Ive been busy, but i'm on summer break now SO WE CAN PLAY NOW YAAAAY! I'm going to post for shingeki no high school next! ... Actually it kinda depends on my mood, but I will aim for that. I hope you enjoy this chapter, I'm sorry it's kind of unorganized and messy. i decided to change my style to more straight to the point instead of super detailed and outlined, plus its super late and I haven't ate so Idk what i just wrote lol. Well thank you for reading! More to come soon, please anticipate it)