LINDY'S POV
After that wonderful concert, Martha and I were about to head out but two guards grabbed us and told us that Spitfire Strip were waiting for us backstage. Martha chimed happily and started retouching her make up despite the blinding lights from the stage.
"We're going to the meet and greet Lindy!!" Martha exclaimed.
I chuckle. "We've met them already Martha."
"But it's still so gonna be awesome! Yey!!!" Martha chimes so happily.
The two guards guided us but instead of lining us up on the meet and greet, they walked us back to the dressing room where Paul led us to earlier.
"Where are they taking us?" Martha whispered to me.
"Beats me." I answered.
One guard opened the door for us and we saw the Spitfire Strip boys inside this room. Martha kept grabbing my arm secretly.
