It was the beginning of summer 2016.
I came to Trofors from Y/HT, I didn't know how to speak Norwegian, but two boys came over to say hi and they spoke English. They were really nice and cute.
"Hey, I'm Martinus and that's my twin brother Marcus."
"Hi, I'm Y/N. It's nice to meet you!"
Maybe this transfer wouldn't be so bad.
"So how old are you?" Marcus asked.
I replied, "oh, I'm Y/A."
"Cool we're 14." He said.
Martinus added, "15 in February!"
"Nice." I said.
They backed away from my porch, "we gotta go. Maybe we can hang tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I'll just be unpacking, call me," I said handing them a piece of paper with my number on it.
Marcus took it and they both walked across the street to their house.
As I shut the door my mom came in a asked, "Y/N, who was that?"
"They were Marcus and Martinus, they were just welcoming me to the community," I replied.
"Ok well come on dinner is ready."
We walked over to the table and because we ordered pizza, we grabbed a plate and sat in the living room to watch a show. The worst part was that they were all speaking Norwegian, so my dad put his plate down, got up to take one of our family favourite English movies and we watched that.
My room was F/C and I had a loft bed where I stored my computer and mirror there.
I had a bay window and you could see the neighbours house across the street from it, the funny thing was, is that I saw Martinus staring straight ahead into my window!
He waved and I waved back.
Note to self; close the curtains when you change!
Since I have a family of 6, my two younger brothers share a room, my older sister and I have our own rooms and my parents share their room.
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Marcus and Martinus
FanfictionY/N - Your Name L/N - Your Last Name Y/HT - Your Home Town H/C - Your Hair Colour F/C - Your Favourite Colour E/C - Your Eye Colour S/C - Your Skin Colour Y/A - Your Age If you're an MMer, hop into a book with you, Marcus and Martinus. You now...
