Chapter 2

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(2 days later)

Klara's POV

Two days have passed and it seemed like an eternity. Don't get me wrong I love this but sometimes it's exhausting. I mean I either have to work on the song and choreography or get interviewed. I haven't been able to meet all the other representatives. Thankfully today there is a preparty. For some reason I hope that I can get to meet with that man I bumped into. I can't get it out of my mind. Or should I say, him? "No, no I just met him. God I didn't even meet him, I just run into him!" I said to myself trying to erase that thought. I still haven't found out who he is.

Anyways since there is a preparty today, there is also no work today. I am going to hang out with Marcus and Martinus since we have gotten close and they said we will go through all the others' rooms to hopefully get to know them.

I put on jeans and a crop top, as always, and get my jacket from the closet. Just when I'm about to open the door and leave, I hear a knock. I open it and no surprise I see the twins "Well that was fast." Marcus say with a playful smirk
"Well yeah I was just about to come and find you guys!" I say excited to see them again. "Well what are we waiting for? Let's go meet the others!" Martinus says in a happy voice.

2 hours have passed and we have met three more representatives. Slimane from France, Sillia from Cyprus and Joost from the Netherlands. They were all really great and nice people. Me and Slimane clicked immediately. We have the same musik and fashion taste and we love musik. Now we were heading to the cafeteria of the hotel to grab a coffee since it's 12 pm. We sat at one of the booths in the corner so not many people would see us. Don't get us wrong, we love our fans but we are humans too. We deserve to be able to drink our coffee without being interrupted by others to take photos and give autographs.

As we three were talking I saw the blond guy walking in. " Hey do you know who that guy is?" I ask the twins to see if they know anything. " Yeah he is the Croatian representative. I think his name is Marko. Have you met him?" I hear Martinus say. " No but I bumped into him after I left the cafeteria the other day." I explained. "Oh so this is the mysterious dude you were talking about during your interview." Martinus says smirking, implying that I have something for Markus. " Yes but wipe that grin of your face, nothing is going on. I didn't even get to meet him properly." I say a bit annoyed. "Well I have met him and you are going to too." Marcus says joining the conversation "Hey Marko! Over here!" I hear him shout to the Croatian. He waved at us and Marcus signalled him to come to our table. He of course accepted the offer and started walking towards us. For some reason my heart started beating faster, as if I was on a rollercoaster. Actually I was but not on a regular one, on an emotional rollercoaster. I wanted to kill Marcus for inviting him, but at the same time I wanted to hug him so tight for giving me the chance to meet him. By the time I snapped back in reality, Marko had already gotten to our table. "Hey Marcus. Hey guys, I'm Marko, nice to meet you!" He says shyly but in excitement. "Hey I'm Martinus and this is Klara." The Norwegian says gesturing to me. "Hey it's really nice to meet you!" I say shaking his hand while looking in his beautiful eyes. "Hey.." he says again holding his gaze and slightly smiling. We probably have stayed like that for a few seconds since I heard Markus cough to get our attention.

Another hour has passed and it was time to start getting ready for the pre party. We all stood up and went to the elevator. That's when I found out that me and Markus, or baby lasagna which apparently is his name as an artist, stayed at the same floor. I have said goodbye to the twins at the elevator and I now am walking through the corridor to my room qith Marko. "Hey" i start " I wanted to say sorry again for bumping into you the other day. I was in a rush because I was going to be late for my interview." I say with an apologetic look. "No worries, I figured. It mad me sadder that I couldn't get to know you then. I shouted for you to wait but you probably didn't hear me." He said as I felt a weight get off my shoulders. By now we were standing outside my room. " I should get going, unless I want to be late again and run into someone again." I say laughing. It has become our inside-joke at this point. "Yeah me too. I'll see you tonight?" He askes me, which makes me get more excited but also nervous for the party. "Yeah I'll see you tonight. Bye!" I say closing the door. I'm going to have a blast tonight, if I don't die from anxiety first.






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