After Emilia Cortes just upped and left her old club, she joins FC Barcelona Femení in hope for a fresh start.
However, things seem to be even worse than before when one of her new teammates, the one and only Mapi León, seems to have it out for her...
MAPI'S POINT OF VIEW: 📍La Ciudad del Fútbol de las Rozas, Madrid metropolitan area
"Did she ever text back?" My best friend and roommate at Spanish camp, Leila Ouahabi, wondered as we were getting ready for breakfast. While I didn't like the thought of my teammates being involved in my dating life with one of their own, I couldn't wait to tell Leila, who played abroad for Manchester City, about the beautiful German girl who had stolen my heart. Unfortunately for me, the day I told Leila, said German started acting weird toward me.
"Yes, she did" I replied, turning my phone around to show Leila the conversation.
[7.11.2024, 20:04:25] Emi<3: Do you have time for a call?<3
[7.11.2024, 20:07:01]: I'm still at dinner, give me 10 mins princesa. [7.11.2024, 20:30:58]: I tried calling you multiple times, call me back when you're ready<3
[8.11.2024, 7:17:43] Emi<3: I totally forgot about our call
[8.11.2024, 7:18:02] Emi <3: I'm sorry, baby!!
"How can she just forget?" Leila scolded, angrier about the whole situation than I was as she had never been a huge fan of Germans.
"I don't know, but I don't want to deal with it right now" I shrugged, putting on my jacket. "Are you ready to go downstairs? I'm so hungry!"
Our trainer Vilda, arguably the worst trainer we could have possibly gotten, had a rule that forbid us from bringing our phones to training, allegedly to minimize any distractions. However, we all knew it was to prevent us from recording his unethical and dangerous training methods, something we were unfortunately already used to at this point. The whole point of an international break wasn't to have fun representing your country anymore, but instead to try your best to not get injured. Understandably, the general atmosphere was already not the best.
When Leila and I went back to our room in the afternoon after a full day of nerve-wracking practice, I still hadn't gotten another text from Emilia, so I opened Instagram to distract myself, not wanting to make it seem as if I was running after her.
Even though I definitely wouldn't mind.
"What the fuck?!" Leila and I exclaimed simultaneously, bursting out in laughter as we looked at each other.
"What did you just see?" the dark-haired woman wanted to know, making herself comfortable next to me.
"Here" I sighed, turning my phone screen to Leila again.
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"What is that even supposed to mean?" Leila stared confused at the German sentence on Emilia's Instagram story with Sydney.
"No idea, but what is she doing with that bitch?" I scolded, quickly typing the sentence into google translate. "Still a morning grouch? What does that mean?"
