*jorge's pov
She stares at me with wide open eyes. She is confused just like me*
Jorge:I eh
Martina:SOMEONE STOLE MY STUFF! HOLY CRAP
Jorge:Martina
*she goes with her hands trough her hair and i see her thinking*
Jorge:I can give you a new one?
Martina:No! We have to find it!
Jorge:Why?
Martina:I CAN'T TELL YOU
Jorge: but then ..How?
Martina:I DON'T KNOW!
jorge:Relax okay!
Martina:I WAS HELPING HER AND NOW MY STUFF IS GONE SO YOU HAVE TO HELP ME
*i just was staring a little at her. And i realise that everyone was staring at us*
Jorge:Okay then. I know something
Martina:I go with you
Jorge:You eh better can wait
Martina:Why should I?
Jorge:Welleh..
*okay. If she walks with me then she probably will find out that i am jorge Blanco. I just had to tell her that i am a blanco. But i didn't. And now i only bring myself in more trouble*
Jorge:You go that way. And i go that way okay?
Martina:And what about Josphine?
Jorge:eh i will bring her to her room
Martina:Hm. Okay
*we splits up. I bring Josephine to my stephmom and i walk to the camera-room. Ofcource they know that it is me. So it is better that Martina didn't came with me. I can see that a girl from 13/14 years took her stuff with her. I ask them to bring martina's stuff back to me. After some minutes they walk to me with her stuff. I try to find her but i can't find her.
Martina:Jorge!
*i turn around and i see martina staring with a big smile to me*
Martina:You found them!
Jorge:Here
*i want to give her her stuff. But she embraces me before i could talk anylonger. I want to twist my arms around her but i can't. She came out my arms and i stare at her*
Martina:My eh..stuff
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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...
