Fallen Stars // Manuel Neuer

Marco

"No you're not." I shook my head. "Lilly and I are going to get her knocked out of the rankings."

"And this is why you are going to be my mini me." Thomas laughed, hugging me tightly.

"Shall we go play some tag?" I asked, hearing Philipp yell for them to start another game.

"We shall." Thomas grinned down at me. Flickering my gaze over to Lilly, I winked at her and nodded at Thomas then at her and put my hands together in a heart shape causing her to blush. Pulling away from the hug I linked my arms though Lilly's and Thomas's arms, leading them to the group who were set up in a circle.

"Who wants to be it?" Philipp questioned, wringing his hands together.

"Me." Manuel said from his spot beside Sophia. Everyone turned and looked at Manu who had his gaze set on mine in an apologetic manner.

"Alright. Eins! Zwei! Drei! Go!" Philipp shouted sprinting off. Springing forward, Manuel ran at me. I waited a little bit before sprinting off faster than I've ever ran. Manuel was fast, but I was faster. Weaving through the people, I changed my direction and ran straight towards Sophia. Making sure Manuel was hot on my heels, I ran forward and turned just in time to have Manuel pummel forward and knock Sophia to the ground. I stopped and turned, looking down at the two with mock worry.

"Oh my, are you two okay?" I gasped, covering my mouth.

"You pushed me!" Sophia screeched, sitting up and glaring at me.

"I didn't touch you. As you can see, if you haven't gone blind, Mr. Neuer is on the ground with you." I tisked.

"Soph, leave it alone." Manuel told Sophia, helping her up. "I pushed you down."

"Alright, that's enough of that. Find the player with the same number as you." Jogi bellowed, clasping his hands together. I shook my head at the two before looking around for the guy with the same number as me.

"Reus!" Thomas called from behind me. "Found your partner!"

"Where?" A blonde questioned, jogging over to Thomas who had his arm around Lilly, their numbers matching. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

"Alex, I would like you to meet Marco Reus."

"So you are the female prodigy Mario and Thomas have been going on about." Marco smiled. I turned my gaze to Thomas, quirking an eyebrow.

"I wouldn't call myself a prodigy." I smiled at Marco, heat rising to my cheeks.

"You're too modest Alex." Thomas laughed. I rolled my eyes, turning my head slightly to the side and batted my eyelashes at him.

"Me? Modest? Hun, you clearly don't know me." I said in a cute little southern twang.