The Concert

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Driver : If I didn't stopped you could be dead now! The other stupid driver stopped and I had to stop too!

I kinda turned red. I felt sorry.

-I'm sorry Mr. Driver (yeahhhh I said that I'm such a stupid girl) I didn't know it.
-You better stop saying without knowing what's going on. Now tell the boys and your friend to get in again (they went outside so Martinus can breath fresh air.) because we will be late for the concert!
-Oh yeah right!

I walk to them and see Martinus. He has his hand on a random tree and with his other hand he is keeping his tissue in his nose to be sure that he won't have his nose to bleed again.

Me: poor Tinus! Your T-shirt is ruined...
Tinus: We will find a way to replace it there. There is no going back! We don't have time! Everyone get in!
Me : I was about to say that..

We giggle and then get into the limo. I'm still next to Martinus who is talking to Marcus in Norwegian. I only get a bit of it.

- Jeg elsker henne! (I wrote it by myself it's probably not correct)

Marcus: Blah blah blah (I didn't got anything)

He said this kinda worried.

Martinus: blah blah hun har blah blah ikke blah blah blah blah

Well..  Martinus loves someone! Wow... Like, Wow...  For some hours I thought that he could like me... I'll better leave him alone. I don't want him to think that I love him...

Then he said "she don't have". Weird...

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So we just arrived at the back part of a large building. Probably the stage is inside...

Martinus looked weird... I was still Dazed of the fact that he loves someone... I think of Jinger. She is all that pretty and stuff...

And the fact that his t-shirt is full of blood doesn't make me feel better.

Me: We have to find a T-shirt!
Marcus: Yeah we do..

Daniel comes to us.

Dan: how did this happened?!
Jinger: A driver suddenly stopped and then our driver had to stop too so we won't crash and he hit his nose at the window.
Dan: Are you OK?
Martinus: Yeah I'm ok.

He said it like he is not. That made me worried.
Daniel : OK now lets go to the backstage.

We went there. There were mirrors and two chairs.

Marcus: I'll bring 2 more chairs for the girls. Can they have a make over too?
Random unknown woman: Yeah they can let the chairs there! Fast!
Jinger:Thank you Marcus!
Marcus : You're welcome!
Me: Where can I find a white T-shirt Martinus?
Martinus: Daniel will. Just put this somewhere else.

He took off his shirt fuck! Try-not- to - turn - red steps made me even more red. Shit!

He hands me his Shirt. I take look at him and take it. He laughs.

Martinus: You just turned more red than a tomato. That's a world record.
Me: Shut up Martinus! I'm not the one who was daydreaming like crazy!

He juggles while I put his bloody shirt away.

Daniel: Here you are!
Martinus: Thanks! Blah blah blah (norwegian 😂)
Daniel: Haha! Blah blah!
Martinus: OK !

Marcus: Martinus ! Blah blah blah blah! Blah blah!
Me: Stop speaking norwegian I don't get a word!
Daniel: We are sorry. Marcus was telling Martinus to wear his shirt because he don't likes Jing-
Marcus: Enough Daniel! Let's go!
Martinus: Girls are still not done with make-up!
Jinger: I am!
Me: Well I was helping Martinus if no one took notice!
Jinger: I just saw you starring at his muscles!
Me: Please ignore Jinger's five years old acting.
Marcus: Haha ok! Now fast Veronica get ready!
Me: yeah!

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