"We were very close, yes," she agreed. October 2002 / Agnetha.

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THIS WILL BE AGNETHA'S LAST CHAPTER. PLEASE ENJOY. MATURE THINGS TOO AND PLEASE KEEP IN MIND THIS IS MOSTLY FICTION. KIND REGARDS ME & I

THANKS TO @faltskogulvaeus FOR HELPING ME WITH PICTURE NUMBER 10.

She felt herself turning slightly red. Being in the spotlight was inevitable in her life, but she would probably never get used to all the eyes watching her. Whether she sang or not.

She cleared her throat briefly. "Yes, um, I don't know. Can I leave already?"

"No," she heard Frida next to her in a dry tone.

When she looked up, she was looking straight into Frida's cheeky smile. The audience laughed.

"Well, if she says so, then I guess she's right," she replied.

Fredrik chuckled. "You are still shy, Agnetha?" he asked in his Norwegian accent.

She wanted to get rid of her red cheeks, but she had no idea how. Just like when she was 14 and she turned her back towards the class when she was singing, she felt embarrassed and watched.

"Um, I'm not very good at interviews and stuff," she muttered. "But feel free to ask your questions. The sooner we can start performing. I'm always very relaxed about that."

She heard the fans, Benny, Frida and Björn all chuckling and she relaxed slightly. The nice thing about adrenaline was that it always made her a bit witty. Björn had often told her that it made her kind of "flirty" and that he then found her "extremely sexy" and she only hoped he still held that opinion.

"So you're not 'The Star Of The Show'?" Fredrik asked.

"No, 'I'm The Young One, You Know'," she replied, noticing she was regaining some control. The audience was having fun and around her she heard people's chuckles.

"Romantic, they say," Benny added, looking at her ostentatiously.

"They say a lot of things," she replied dryly.

"Down to earth?" Björn asked.

"Yes, indeed," she replied.

"Well," Frida said. "That was it! Such a good interview. Everyone now knows all about Agnetha. Now it's my turn."

She stood up and did a little dance.

"The star of the show," Fredrik concluded, as the audience laughed and clapped.

"Yes, you see," she said, pointing at Frida. "Good! She likes the attention and I have said enough by now."

"Well, you won't get rid of me that easily, mind you," he replied. "We're just going to put this enthusiast back in her chair and then we'll have a quick look at your first picture."

Frida sat down. Grumbling. "I just like to perform."

"Yes, I know, dear and Benny says you are warm," she prefaced as she looked to her left.

"Well, hot is the least you can say," he chimed in, laughing.

The crowd went so wild that it took a few minutes again.

Fredrik shook his head laughing. "Picture 1 of Agnetha please, because this is getting hopeless."

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