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"𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵, 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝘆 𝘃𝗶𝗯𝗲! 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵, 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝘆 𝘃𝗶𝗯𝗲! 𝗶 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗴𝘆 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆. 𝗶 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸, 𝗶 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰. 𝗶 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘁, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗶'𝗺 𝘆𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝘆 𝘃𝗶𝗯𝗲! 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝘆 𝘃𝗶𝗯𝗲! 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝘆 𝘃𝗶𝗯𝗲! 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝘆 𝘃𝗶𝗯𝗲!"- 𝗸𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗿.

the only thing that could be heard were my heels clicking along the corridor. i checked the time on my phone as i wanted to be as early for this interview as possible. the corridor smelt like a mix of rubbing alcohol and bleach. it flooded my nostrils making them burn from the stench. i sat in an almost abandoned waiting room to get my interview. I was ready to get this whole thing over with, i don't even know why i took this stupid offer up.

i bounced my leg as the waiting time became almost unbearable. why was it taking so long. two tall men walked out of the office i was supposed to go into and motioned for me the leave the building. that was rude considering i had sat here for almost an hour, but i wasn't going to tell them no.  great i was out of another fucking job. either way luck wasn't in my favor! i walked out of the sketchy business office, not even looking back to see what was happening.

i checked my phone to see that jasmine had texted me asking if i wanted to hang out, i replied a simple no. for all i cared i wasn't hanging out with her anytime soon. i don't know why i just didn't want to hang out with her. i was drained like a bitch from everything and anything. for the next two weeks i want to just lay in my bed and do absolutely nothing, i will try anything to make sure that my luck gets better. but if it doesn't it doesn't.

i got into a cab and headed back to my apartment. i opened the door taking my shoes off at the door and putting them into my shoe rack. i am a really bad clean freak, all of my old friends back home said it was absolutely annoying. i decided to do most of the things i've been putting off for about a month now. i grabbed my mason jar of makeup brushes and dumped them out in my sink. i put the stopper in the sink and filled it with lukewarm water.

i put soap on the makeup brushes and scrubbed them with soap. i laid them on a towel to dry and then went to go start washing my dishes. i have always HATED washing dishes, something about it made me gag. as i was washing them my phone rang and it was an unknown number, i declined the call getting back to what i was doing. i walked out of the kitchen leaving the dishes on the drying rack. i grabbed my mop bucket and filled it up with fabulso and water.

i grabbed my mop and started to mop my hard wood floors. being clean and cleaning was my therapy.  i ringed out the mop and set it out on the porch to dry. i smiled as the neighborhood kids played in the street. i went into my room and started to strip off my sheets, pillowcases, and my comforter. i put them in the washer and started the cycle. i was absolutely exhausted as i sat in the living room.  

a small, almost hearable knock was at the door. i walked up to my door thinking it was one of the the neighborhood kids asking for a bottle of water. i opened the door and a small little sticky note was attached to it. i recognized the penmanship almost immediately, it was joão's. i peeled the sticky note off the door and read it, "i wanted to know if you would like to go on another date with my ashanti, and no not only because i wanted a kiss from you." i smiled at the stupid little note.

i walked back into my room and pulled out my old memory box from high school, putting the note in there. something about him makes me feel like a teenager in love. i pulled out my phone and snapped a picture of the note in the box to him, he replied immediately with a picture of him and geo. he then sent a message after saying, "we both miss you a lot shanti, come to training next time." i hearted the message and sat my phone down. he is driving me absolutely crazy.

i was laying on my bed looking up at the wall when i heard my phone start ringing. joão was trying to facetime me, i thought he was at training? oh well i said as i answered it. i positioned the phone to where you could see my face. his camera was flipped so that way i could see geo in the frame. "you better come to the next training session ashanti or else i'm dragging you here myself!" she said yelling into the phone. "okay geo that's enough you're gonna make her hears bleed!" joão said laughing. "geo nothing to worry about i'll go to the next training session."

geo smiled from ear to ear as she waved me goodbye. it was just me and joão now. i felt my stomach turning to me as he smiled at me. "hey is it alright if i stop by your house right now, i don't want to go home and bored." i nodded my head at him and we said our goodbyes, thank god i had deep cleaned my house today! speaking of that i totally forgot my bedding in the washer. i walked to the washer and pulled my bedding out and put them in the dryer. i heard a knock at the door and that could only be one person.

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i wanna write a neymar story but idk if i should. it'll be published after this one though so someone tell me. for some reason i love writing author notes, anyways joãos pov won't be in the story at all because i want it to be through her eyes and the way she's him. i could always release joãos pov though but it'll be a separate book. anyways sorry it took so long to update my life has been really fucking busy. anyways hope y'all enjoyed 😭