[Secret Secret] A SKZ Story

[Chapter 8: Pyrokinesis]

Allyson opened her eyes and rose to be met with a smiling Minho.

"Hey kid! Wanna practice?"

She looked around. Both beds were empty. As she was uncovering the sheets, she saw Changbin's hoodie. He laughed.

"Oh! Sure, go on! You could have kept your underwear to sleep, you know?"

"It's uncomfortable!" She blushed furiously as she got up and ran to the bathroom grabbing the hoodie and stretching it to cover her legs. Beside her sweat filled clothes, she had a clean pink shirt and black shorts.

"I picked them from your room. No, I didn't rummage through your drawers. I don't need to read your journal, you know?" She got her answer, before she could ask. "Come on. Breakfast, practice and then you can go cuddle... Who? I'm pretty sure he does likes cuddles. Both? Ahhh, you're not sure either..."

"It's pretty intrusive, your mind reading." She said as she exited the bathroom. She put on her sneakers and they walked down to the cafeteria, at the other building.

"It is what it is. I'm not Xavier. I can only hear what you're thinking at the moment. The more deep thoughts, are harder. For example, I know that hoodie was Changbin's because you were thinking on keeping it."

She was blushing the whole way. They entered and she could see the group gathered. It was quite empty at the moment, but some tables were filling with some trainees here and there.

As they took their seats, he kept talking, briefly looked at the rapper "I don't think he'd mind. Good morning!"

She bowed and addressed them formally and sat between her dance teacher and Bangchan. The latter smiled, he had a sleepy face, adorable in her eyes.

"Really? I guess he could be like that for you." Some paused their munching to hear their hyung one-sided conversation with the girl. He was speaking quietly "What do you think about the rest?"

I think they are cool. I love your music, dance and performances.

She thought while serving herself a cup of coffee and a scone. Trying to keep her mind in control.

"We both know I'm not talking about that."

I'm not afraid of any of you. I just can't be harmed, but I don't think any of you would do that willingly. You're weird, but it's fun to be with you. You have a pretty smile.

He smiled and blushed lightly.

Also, I can sense Han's glare. I don't think he wants me talking this much to you. I'm starting to think those shippers are quite right.

She laughed and looked for a moment at the squirrel-man across the table apparently shooting daggers at both.

"Well, soulmates are soulmates. Can't get enough of them." He shrugged and passed his arm over her chair, getting closer to her in a bold move. Everything about him was bold.

"Care to join our practice, Baby?"

Allyson's heart skipped a beat, but Lee Know wasn't talking to her, but to Han. These men were going to kill her.

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Practice was fun. As tension was slowly fading away, Han started to fool around more. She liked that. He still struggled to start a conversation with her and his answers were short, but he felt a little bit more relaxed.

The three, drenched in sweat, sat on the floor in a circle a water bottle each in their hands.

Chan got in the practice room and told her that everything was settled. He had a big smile, showing his dimples.

"I spoke with the big boss. They are looking people for to work in their next album."

"I'm not ready. I'm not that good." She got up. Minho scoffed from the ground, he had his arms dropped lazily around Han.

"Let's start building your confidence, yeah?" Bangchan kept saying. "I wasn't talking about you getting in a group, no. You've been here for a little time and I don't want to hear how your Korean is lacking. They want some help with English songs." He took a big breath "I got you a tryout to expose some songwriting and dance... anyways you'll be getting more dance time."

"You're the best, Chan!" She jumped and hugged him tightly giving him a peck on the cheek.

She stepped aside.

"Sorry. Still not used to this no-contact thing."

She smiled again. Chan was blushing. Minho was amused and Han played with his hair looked at the blonde girl with doe eyes.

"As a thank you gift, can I buy you dinner?"

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Practice went on for weeks, and she got better each practice. Han only joined them one time a week tops. Hyunjin and Felix came often. Jeongin also spent a lot of time with them.

The dance tryout was nerve-wracking, but she passed. Ally was going to be a dancer with these eleven girls while she prepared to be a songwriter. All her drafts were saved for later revision.

When it was over, Minho approached her in the hallways.

"Care to join me for a little experiment, kid?"

"Sure... Maybe give me some hints?"

He laughed and guided her towards one of the smaller practice rooms. She used the band on her wrist and made a quick updo with her bleached hair to get ready for anything.

There it were Changbin, Felix and Han sitting on a big couch. Bangchan was with headphones on a side working something on a notebook.

The leader saved the file, turned and talked to her.

"Ally-ah, could you tell us what you know about your abilities?"

She stood by a pink haired Felix. Lee Know sat with Bangchan in a chair by the table that held their equipment.

"Whenever I get hurt, I bleed or bruise and just heal really fast and blood comes back somehow. If it's something too painful, it hurts. I even broke a few bones in an accident and passed out from the pain, but when I woke up, I was just a little sore. My clothes were clean, too. Not sure how."

"We wanted to try something." Minho spoke "Hannie?"

"I don't want to." The pouting squirrel got up and walked to Ally. He stopped right in front of her, held out his hand to her and snapped his fingers. A small flame appeared over his hand.

"Can you touch his fire?" Bangchan said.

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A/N: I write because I have the need to write. I'd like to know what you think about it.