A new leaf

Chapter 2- Let's accept our weirdness

That was some old theatre. Corridor seemed to lead nowhere.  There were no doors on the left or right. Only walls with flaky oil paint on. Some group of people appeard at the end of corridor and Nina recognized that one of them was Ihor.

- You're too early. It's not even eight - He said with accent.

- Nice to hear any hello from you, Ihor - She kind of scolded him with playful tone.  Very young looking man moved closer to  both of them.

- This is Melovin's manager, Artem.

- Yes. We talked by phone yesterday. Hello - Manager said, shaking her hand. Nina would probably tell him that he looked like a minor because that's what she used to do. Saying exactly what she was thinking at the moment. But she didn't want to make a bad impression right after few seconds of seeing someone who had influence on her future collaboration. And secondly, she was in great but also strange mood to say sweet things to people. Well, it wasn't anything mysterious to her. Meds had that effect on her but it was only Nina's secret.

- What is our star doing? - She asked. 

- He's in changing room. 

- Where is this place? - Nina whispered to Artem when she followed the rest of crew - Is there some wardrobe that leads to Narnia? It seems that this place has no end.

- It's specific place. Theatre from 20s. Melovin wanted to perform here - He explained and opened big, wooden doors.

- She better wait outside with me - Ihor added what made Artem look with confusion.

- Why would I? - Nina murmured and moved to direction of illuminated room.

- We don't need bad blood between these two before concert - Ihor shouted when she already entered.

- I have no idea what he's talking about - Nina said when Artem closed the door and looked at her questioningly. Melovin was sitting with closed eyes in front of illuminated mirror. When make- upist moved away brush from his face, he looked around to see who caused noise. Nina sat at the red, swivel chair with a bang, smiling. He moved to the right with not so happy face but she smiled to him anyway.

- Hi. How are you? 

- What are you doing here? - He asked. His stylist walked away, sensing tension between these two.

- What do you mean what am I doing here? I came to support you during that english interview. I don't know how can I do this when I barely speak russian but maybe there's some magical way.. Besides.. - She continued, taking out prints from her bag - I was meant to bring my songs to you.

- I know that was a plan but I'm not sure.. - Melovin started, trying to use right words in english -I changed my mind after our meeting. We.. Net.

- What?

Hearing his words made her stand up from chair. 

- Ihor is on your side but my opinion is different. We can't fight..

- Don't worry. We won't fight. I'm a nice person - Nina used opportunity that Melovin couldn't express himself freely. She knew that he wanted to gave up on everything they planned. - I will help you today and then we will talk about my songs again. Ihor said that you liked them so try to accept me. I'm not that bad. 

Melovin kept looking at Nina and raised his brows. When he noticed Artem behind him, he looked in his face and shaked his head with disbelief. 

- And I was going to tell you this when I just came here but your coat is so stylish. I noticed that you dress really well. I mean it - Nina said and patted Melovin's arm.