"What?! No! I'm not going to Marry him!" I say with anger. "You don't have a choice! We chose him for you now your 20 and your going to marry him! " My mom said. I folded your arms. "But Fin! My boyfriend of 3 years?! How can I just end it with him?!?" I shout. I could hear the man I'm supposed to marry shouting from the other room. "He has a girlfriend too; now ex! You're going have to deal with it! " She shouted back. My dad was nodding but not saying anything. "I met him once, once! When I was 5!!" You shout even louder. The door opens and you turn around. There was a man with brown hair and blonde tinges at the top. He was actually handsome. "Victoria, meet Neymar." His mother said. He looked up at me and i had a frown. My dad lead me to him and I looked down. "We will let you two talk." Both of our parents leave. "Hi." He said. His voice told me he was upset. "Hi." He reply and sit on the bed. He leans on the wall. There was silence. "So, arranged marriage."