Me and my two sorta siblings were in Korea. Let me introduce myself, I'm Y/n Y/l/n. I'm originally from Quebec, Canada but I was abandoned in the UK when I was 5 with my 4 older siblings and 3 younger siblings. My sisters, Manila, Mahina, Kaili and my brothers, Mathéo, Kai, Lono, the other was Carrington but he left this world on his own accord a few years back. Me and my two sorta siblings have a Netflix show together. The reason why I said sorta siblings is because we're all adopted. We all grew up in care for the entirety of our childhood and teen years until our care workers adopted us. We're about to start filming season 2 of our show, but we've already filmed season 3 seeming as it was in France. Let's not talk about our last night there. Bad times. It was July, and we were in Korea to film this season. Usually we're allowed to pick what celebrities from the country we're visiting to join us on our RV trip. But this time they chose for us and I was nervous if you ask me. But onto what's happening now.

I just showered so I change into my outfit that I was going to be wearing for the trailer. For tonight and only tonight, we were staying in a Hilton hotel in Seoul. Our last night of comfort. Me and my sister, Grace, we're sharing a room whilst our brother, Luca, was in the room next door. For my outfit I decided to keep it nice and casual.

Then for my makeup I went for something a little natural.

When I left the bathroom Grace was waiting for me. "5 minutes, ladies!" One of our many members of the production team told us. Our main crew were Diane, Jeremy, Greg and Klein so I kinda forgot the other guys' names. But at the end of the day, I'm 18 almost 19 I've got a brain full of college and school of performing arts knowledge. It's hard sometimes, what doesn't help is I have to attend my classes from Monday to Thursday and then be at work on Friday to Sunday seeming as I'm a weekend radio host with Jordan North at BBC Radio 1.

"Your finally done." Grace said with a smile.

"I wasn't long at all you cheeky bitch." I said making her laugh. We were the people that constantly bantered around with each other. Everything we did was practically banter.

"Well it felt like forever." She said to me. I just shook my head at her. There was another knock at the door.

"Can I come in?" I heard our brother Luca ask from the other side of the door.

"It depends." We both said at the same time.

"Shall we let him in or not?" I asked Grace with a smile.

"We might as well. Otherwise he'll make a big deal out of it and then bring it up on our birthday in 5 days." Grace said as an answer, that was true. He brings up everything that we've done against him at one point or another. It wasn't great.

"Is that a yes?" Luca asked us, I walked over to the door and opened it.

"Yes, how can we help you." I said to him sassily. He just rolled his eyes back.

"Y/n, ask him if he has coffee and if he doesn't tell him to leave." Grace called out to me, Luca looked behind me. I didn't really need coffee but I still drink, I have ADHD so I'm kinda full with energy all the time.

"I brought you both iced americanos." He said to us, Grace joined me at the door.

"You three, please hurry up and drink your coffees. The sooner we finish with the trailer the longer you have to relax and do what you want." Diane said while walking past us, she's a ray of sunshine. Most of the time. I kept eyeing the coffees in Luca's hand.

"So, are you just gonna hold onto the coffees all day or are you gonna give them to us or what ya doin'?" I asked him, my accent completely changed to just speaking in many different British accents, I speak in different accents most days then I revert back to Canadian accent or sometimes just a French accent. I have no idea how it happens it just does.

"Oh, yeah, right." He said before he handed me and Grace our coffees.

"Thanks, bruv." Grace said instantly regretting it.

"Grace, you're too young to use slang. Oh, who am I kidding." I said while laughing. "Do you have a coffee?" I asked Luca before having a sip of my coffee.

"I do. I say do but I mean did. I drank it while I was waiting for you both to get ready." Luca said while laughing. "Oh, Y/n, do you know if you passed your creative writing story writing essay?" He asked me, I quickly got my phone out my pocket and looked at my email.

"Nothing. Nada." I said to him with a sigh. I needed to know if I passed or not because this was not good for my stress and anxiety levels.

"Maybe you failed. But you'll get another chance next year, I'm sure of it. And besides the picture that they gave you to write about wasn't great, it was a picture of a lake and a bridge. That doesn't give me any creative ideas at all." Grace said to me while drinking her coffee.

"Uh, I think the story that Y/n told was great. It would have been a bit better if she was allowed to use swearing but other than that it was great." Luca said to me with a smile, it was really bad though. It didn't make sense, how can someone who supposedly burned to death in a fire still be alive with not a single scar. Where's the sense in that. There isn't any.

"I'm just hoping that it's good enough, maybe I shouldn't chosen English Lit and Lang. You know, it might've helped me a tad more. If I just stuck to acting, dancing and singing. And why would I ever choose to do professionally culinary arts along Geography. I'm stupid." I said to him before taking a long sip of coffee.

"Let's just stop talking about this, you both know I failed my History exam." Grace said to us both, me and Luca shared a look at each other.

"You failed by 1 mark, if you read the question you would've passed it." Luca told her, she misread the question, she thought it said 'may' so she put her answer down but she didn't see the 'not' next to it. She isn't exactly the brightest highlighter in the pack but oh well. That's what made her unique. I quickly finished up my coffee.

"Let's go and get this out of the way. I need to enjoy the bed, the tv and space before I have to sleep in the RV." I said to them as we left the room and shut the door behind us.

"But at least it has WiFi and heating. Your forgetting that." Grace said making me and Luca laugh.

"Only you would think of that." I said to her with a smile. "Also we're using the stairs because I ain't using the lift." I added, while looking at where the stairs were.

"You need to get over this fear." Luca told me. I had a few fears but being stuck in a lift is the main one. But I also have a few weird phobias, you have the usual ones claustrophobia and arachnophobia. Then there was the fears of clowns, dolls and portraits of people. It's a very long story.

"Have you called Manila and Mike yet? I mean dad, not Mike. I'm still getting used to that." Grace said to me.

"No, but I texted them and my four dogs are perfectly fine." I said to her with a smile.

"Why couldn't Diesel and Nova stay with dad and mum at the care home? Why does he have to stay with Manila?" Luca asked me, I had told him the answer to this many, many times.

"Because seeming as he's a Cane Corso he has to be in a house with a lot of authority and I've trained him to get along with people but he can only be with 5 people at a time in a building at a time. So it wouldn't be a good thing to put him in a home with 12 kids and 3 adults. And then Nova my sweet little beagle is terrified of men and we knew that before I adopted her, but she gets along well with the guys who visit me most. So mainly the sidemen, Will, George, Alex, James and everyone else. Besides Manila is my sister and she was my old roommate, I trust her with my life and she trusts me with hers." I explained to him.

"So Barney and Marley are completely fine with everyone?" Grace asked me with a smile.

"Yes, Geraldine I'm completely sure." I said to her, it's a long story as to why I call her Geraldine. When we got downstairs a few members of our crew were waiting for us and walked us to where we needed to be. There was a drone set up and multiple cameras. This was going to be hard work. I looked at the teleprompter, I'm guessing it was there because we couldn't put together words to say.