(Night)
*i am getting ready to go to the bar. To talk with Jorge's Father about my employment. I wear a pink dress and my high heels. I open my door. And i went downstairs. *
Martina:I'm here
Mr.B:Oh hello. Take a seat please
*i sat down*
Martina:So. How was your day?
Mr.B:About your job
Martina:Oh eh yes. About that
Mr.B:I have heard your voice. And it impressed me alot
Martina:Oh eh thanks
Mr.B:So. On every friday you will sing in the Live band. Be on time. And every wensday you guys can practise
Martina:Only on fridays??
Mr.B:Yes. You will own the same money. Don't you worry
Martina:S-so I have the job??
Mr.B:Yes you have
*i couldn't believe my ears. I screem like a freak. And run to him to embrace him. Omg jorge was right!*
Mr.B:Personal space please
Martina:Oh eh sorry
*i let him go*
Mr.B:Well. See you soon
Martina:Eh bye
*he left me alone. Oh tinita..look what you have done...*
Martina:That move was redicelous
??:Yeah it was *laughs*
*i turn around. And i see Jorge staring at me*
Martina:Seriously? You were spying on me??
Jorge:Yes. What else should I do? *laughs*
Martina:Making friends
*i remove the sunglasses from his eyes*
Jorge:Hey! What are you doing?
Martina:Making clear that you don't always have to hide. Yout father is gone. So why should you be afraid?
Jorge:Everywhere are camera's
Martina:Like they see us between all these people
Jorge:Okay. What you want
*he gave me his sunglasses*
Martina:Why do you give them to me?
Jorge:So you can decide when i need to hide. And when i don't have to
Martina:No jorge. You can't do that
Jorge:Why not? I trust you
Martina:But I also trust you. You can handle this
*i gave him the sunglasses back*
Jorge:Really?
Martina:Yes really. Shall we go now?
Jorge:Yes. To yours or mine?Martina:We go to your room
Jorge:Because i have room service?
Martina:Hmyes. Now i finally don't have to serve you anymore
Jorge:Nah *laughs* was it so bad?
Martina:Perhaps yeah
Jorge:Okay okay *laughs* lets go to my room then
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My Summer Love (part 1)
Random(I'm re-writing this story into a new book: Blow Me Up) •• Martina, a just started artist on her way to her dreams. All she gotta do is own money to bring her album on the market. This summer she flies for the first time to Mexico City. On her way s...