I woke up a bit late in the morning, probably because I went to bed later than usual the night before.I slowly sit myself up in the bed as I grab my phone. I go directly into instagram and the first thing that I see is a message from Martinus Gunnarsen..
Martinus Gunnarsen: Hello Mathilda!! Sorry for such a late reply, I was struggling to find you through all the messages I get. Thank you for the pictures, but instagram ruined the quality, can you send them to me on my number? Thank you in advance.
Oh my fucking god. Did he actually respond? I quickly sent him a reply.
Me: Sure thing!
Even though I texted him like 3 hours late and he was active like an hour ago, he responded in a second.
Martinus Gunnarsen- Thank you! Here's my number- +4709236574
Did Martinus the freaking Gunnarsen just give me his number?
I quickly go to messages and send him the pictures. I saved his number as well, of course.
Me- *Sent 15 pictures*
Martinus- Thank you so much, Mathilda! Hope to see you again<3Oh my freaking god. How can this even be real. I was thinking about whatever just happened when I looked down on my phone and noticed that my work starts in an hour.
I quickly got up and started getting ready. Luckily, I live close to my office, so I got there just in time.
I was sitting in my room, working on a new interview plan when my boss knocked on the door. I opened it and gestured her to come inside.
"Hello, Mathilda. I didn't want to disturb you working, but I have a really important thing to tell you"- Mrs.Balke started explaining. I felt a gulp in my throat, not knowing if the important thing was good or bad.
"As you know, our company started a partnership with Eurovision, which is in 3 months. I need to take a journalist with me in Malmö. The journalist will be representing our company there, will be planning and shooting interviews with different singers as well as filming content for social media. I was thinking for a really long time and decided that you're the right person to send there. I have trust in you, I know you'll do good. What do you say?" - Mrs.Balke explained.
I suddenly felt the corner of my lips form a smile. "Of course I'll go, this seems like the biggest opportunity for me"- I replied, shooting Mrs.Balke a warm smile as she smiled back.
"Excellent! The preparation for Eurovision starts tomorrow, so you'll have to leave tonight. The hotel is booked, you'll be staying in a hotel right next to the arena where the preparation and the concert is occurring for the next 3 months + the actual week of Eurovision. I will be there tomorrow morning as well. I'll send you all the details you'll ever need on e-mail. Go on and get ready now, you can have a day off."- Mrs.Balke added.
I smiled at her as I got up and grabbed all my belongings. "Thank you so much, Mrs.Balke, I'll do my best to not disappoint you."- I told her as I walked out of the door.
Eurovision, huh? That sounds like the biggest opportunity ever! How can I get so lucky?
On my way home, I called my family members and friends to let them know I'll be out of country for a while. All of them were so happy for me.
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More than a dream come true- M.G
FanfictionMathilda, who's a basic 21 year-old girl lives a basic life- chasing her dreams in her career, which is journalism. Little did she know that one day, the concert she went to just to revive her childhood memories with her best friend would change he...