𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉 𝟏𝟒, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐
I WAKE UP FEELING the smell of cake, coffe, waffles, pancakes, and every other kind of food i could think of in those five seconds. I don't know if it is psycological but after getting up i feel my body weighs as if there are twenty kilos hanging from my hands and feet, and in my head thirty. I soon take the headache medicine on my desk and go downstairs toward the smell.
— Flo, my love, are you awake yet? — I see mu mother doing the dishes while i decide where to start eating, if i could even stand to eat anything — Try to eat at least something, cause Lia will be here soon.
— You know you didn't need all that, right? I'm fine, really.
— Really? — no
— Of course, you are the best mother in the world and I'm sure we will never see those assholes again. — she gives me an extremel tight hug — I love you.
— I love you more. — she says and then walks away — But you won't spend the whole day hanging in this house and you know that Juliana won't rest until she gets you out of here.
This is true. Juliana and i have been friends for a long time, when i entered the school here, I still had a very strong carioca accent, it didn't bother my english but they still made funof me. Juliana is South Korean and was also teased because of the little difficulty she had with her english, friends of traumas i would say. I didn't have that "privilege" of being Marisa Tomei's daughter, because she always preferred to hide my identity from the cameras, for wich I am very grateful. She only posted pictures with my face on my tenth birthday, and I had alredy started the acting classes so I was sure to become a public figure.
I awake from my thoughts when I hear the ringing of the doorbrll, but i don't have to bother getting up because Juliana has already entered, looking like a bee with twow little small buns in her hair.
— I thought you didn't like people who wear team clothes when they go out. — I said, remembering all the times she judged me. — What's with the shirt? I didn't even remember you had that yet, I'm really impressed that it still fits you. — I start laughing while she looks at herself in the mirror.
— For your information I judge people who wear it to places like a mall or, I don't know, anywhere else, not people who wear it to a game.
— Are you by any chance going to a game? — I get up and go to wash my plate
— No, we're going to a game. -she says, emphasizing the part where she makes me go along.
— I didn't agree to this.
— And I didn't ask if you agree or not, I'm telling you that we're going. By the way you stop it, I know you're dying to see a game of that Jude. — she says, staring at me and then pulling a smile out of my face.
— But I didn't even say anything. — I go up to my room to look for my shirt, because she surely had already bought the tickets.
— You didn't say it but you showed it, you think I don't see you two on instagram. "Oh Flora, your hair is so beautiful. "Oh Flora, this outfit looks amazing on you." — Juliana says with the most annoying voice in the world
— Stop it! You sound like my mother, only worse.
I take off my clothes and immediately get into the shower feeling all the anger go away, now only the resentment was left. I know it's been fourteen years but it still hurts, and it always will. I was only four years old, for what reason would two people swimming in money not be "able" to take care of a child? My life is a thousand times better without them and I am sure of it. Marisa is everything to me, she says I taught her how to be a mother and how to be a better person, but I think it was she who taught me how to be the human being I am today. Without her I would be absolutely nothing.
I leave the bathroom with my Borussia shirt and my jeans shorts on before sitting down to put on my all stars.
— Are you sure you really want to go? I don't want to become Choquei's content. The correspondent already crowded my dm asking why I said that he plays well, why he complimented my hair, if we are making out. — I start shooting out the words nervously
— Take it easy, girl, leave that choquei in her corner because today you're going to be happy! — I laugh at her pronunciation
— It's "choquei". — I correct even though I'm impressed with the fact that she knows who I'm talking about.
— Whatever, what matters is that my Portuguese is improving, a lot. I have even learned something to say to this choquei if she comes to bother you.
— Really? What have you learned?
— Vai pro inferno, fofoqueira. - she says proudly making me laugh
I get up and grab my purse and then Lia follows. Before the game we took the opportunity to walk a little and buy some things but soon we went to the stadium because it was a terrible heat. We arrived as soon as the game started, I'm no expert in soccer so I couldn't understand everything that was happening on the field, until I got a notion, I even know how to play a little, I'm just not very good. Juliana took a seat in the row closest to the field, it was almost a VIP area, which was certainly not by chance.
In my humble perception the game was good, to be honest I would say it was amazing, but not in front of Juliana for God's sake. The score was 3-0, two goals were Jude's, and the other one he assisted. As soon as the game was over, the team came towards the stands to celebrate while they sang the team anthem. I noticed that the boy managed to find me among the other fans around, although the way I shouted it was hard not to find me. Soon he flashes a smile, and my God, what a smile.
Then I see one of his teammates say something in his ear, and not long after I see him take off his shirt and throw it in my direction. Oh my God. I grab the shirt and make a heart with my hands making him laugh.
— He's so into you. — Juliana says pushing me
— Stop. — I sit down laughing
We weren't exactly friends or anything like that, we just met at an event and the other day he followed me, then I followed him back, and since then we exchanged a few compliments, that's all. But I can't deny that he is really beautiful, and also very talented. Well, I just know that after this I won't have another second of peace.
As soon as we got home my cell phone wouldn't stop beeping, I ignored all notifications but one.
I guess that March 14 was not so horrible.
I loved it, I just don't know if your |
I just don't know if your fans
it very much.👀
There are already several gossip sites |
saying that we are together or
something like that.
| Is there a problem with that?
| If you want I can disprove them, or make them come true.🤷🏽♀️
Come on, we don't even know |
each other right LMAO
| This is not a problem, what
do you want to know abt me?
| I'll tell you anything.
You're gonna keep flirting with me |
until when?
| Until you match.😉
Go to sleep, tomorrow is |
another day.
| If I want I can sue you
for hurting a player's heart
in the year of the World Cup.
| And if I'm called up?
Okay Mr. Bellingham, a thousand |
apologies, really.
What can I do to repay |
such a cruel act on my part?
| Come out w me this weekend.
| Take it or leave it, if I was you
I wouldn't turn down this opportunity.
Okay, 6:00 PM, is that okay? |
| Of course princess, have a great
have a great night.
Good night Bellingham. 💋|
| Dream with me. 😴
Then it's gonna be a nightmare!
|SHUT UP.
I'm jk 🥺 |
Bye starboy🫶🏼 |
I turn off my cell phone and lie down staring at the ceiling. What just happened? Like, I think he's nice and handsome, even too nice. But, isn't it too soon? Maybe we can be friends for now, I guess.
Good morning! (At least here in Brazil).
Thanks for reading, I'm translating the second chapter and writing the 14th chapter in Brazil. At this very moment I'm at school while the teacher does the math of who won a tenth during the classes, I decided to use this time to update you.
Sorry for any mistakes.
See you next chapter! <3