"Who won?"Pique says loudly.
"We won!!"We all cheer loudly in the locker room.The game ended 3-1.
"Congratulations guys!"someone says.
"C'mon the smell isn't that bad,it's the atmosphere that counts,"we see Mikenna come in smiling.As soon as she turns to us her cheeks turn bright red & she turns back around walking outside.
"Guy,we're waiting,"someone laughs from outside.We all quickly put on some pants at least,but mostly shirtless.We we're in towels when Mikenna came in.
"I forgot!You should've told me,"Mikenna says from outside.
"It's okay girls.We're presentable,"Iniesta says & we laugh.The girls walk in,Mikenna beside Antonella/Tony covering her eyes.
"Mikey,we're dressed,"Lionel says & she moves her hand.
"Why do I always come at the same time?"Mikenna groans & the guys laugh.
"Which was the last match you saw us play?"Jordi asks.
"A Classico.After that I moved to England & came back after not even a year,"she says.
"You were in Barclay's & Bundesliga,"Xavi says.
"Missed only League 1,Serie A & the most important La Liga,"Lionel says.
"It was either Arsenal or PSG,"she says.
"No FCB?"I ask.
"Yeah,but I declined cause it was early so people would think I got in for papa,"she says & everyone goes quiet.
"So Munir!"Mikenna breaks the silence."You played awesome!I'm so proud.Martinez was grinning the whole time,"she smiles brightly at Munir.
"Thank you Miss Santiago,"Munir smiles shyly.
"Just Mikenna.I hate being acknowledged formally,"she says & he smiles.
"So,celebrate where?"Neymar asks.
"Same club,"Mathieu says."Where?"Rakitic asks.
"I'll text you the location,"Neymar says.
"Mikenna.You are coming too,right?"I ask & everyone turns to her.
"You're kidding,right?"she says.
"Don't know about him,but we're not,"Alves says.
"Over my dead body after Martinez kills me,"she says."Why?"Sergi asks.
"I'm no WAG.Plus hello,President of your club.That'll be just so inappropriate,"she says.
"So you wearing t-shirts to meetings & PJ's to the airport is appropriate & this isn't?"I say.
"I don't really wear PJ's,"Mikenna says.
"You are going.Luis doesn't have to know,please,"Tony pouts.
"I can't,"she says."Why not?"Shakira asks.
"Cause...I don't have a dress,"Mikenna bites her tongue looking away.
"Ow please Mikey.I know you for a few years & in these few years I got to know you have thousands of party & cocktail dresses,which are in the back of your oh so huge closet full of sports equipment,"Tony says.
"I do not know where they came from...What,now you have cameras fit in my house?Or do you analyze every little single dot when you're there?"Mikenna asks.
"Over observant,"Shakira says.
"I'll be busy.I have a meeting tomorrow &—"Tony cuts Mikenna off & says,"Lionel,your going to the party with the guys.Drop Thiago with Milan at Gerard's mom's."
"Same for me,"Shakira says.
"You don't need to be a WAG to go to a club,"Gabriella—Neymar's gf—says.
"Anyways if you do,you can just pick someone from all these single hotties.Tello's taken,"Lorena says & we laugh.
"How about Munir,"Gabriella suggests & Munir turns bright red.All the guys pat him on the back.
"C'mon,don't embarrass him,"Mikenna laughs ruffling his hair.
"Stegen?"Xavi suggests.
"I heard you once say that Germans are super cute,"Pique says.Stegen goes red & Mikenna glares at Pique,cheeks a little flushed.
"Well,how about Marc?"Tony says & I stop laughing.Me & Mikenna both just stare at her.
"What happened?"Xavi asks.
"That's unconventional,"Both of us say at the same time.
"Guys,why did you turn so rigid all of a sudden?"Sergi smirks.
"Where am I rigid?"Mikenna asks.
"Ooh,do you guys feel something?"Shakira grins & the guys wolf whistle.
"Yeah,my phone buzzing in my pocket.Bye,"Mikenna says & turns around.
"Yeah,bye.See you tonight.Mikey I have to pick my dress from my home,"Tony says.
"Tony,don't waste your time.You can jus—"Shakira cuts Mikenna off & says,"Borrow one from Mikey's collection."
"Right!You go girl,"Tony high-fives Shakira.Mikenna groans walking out with the 2 of them & we laugh.
"So,Marc,"Neymar says wiggling his eyebrows & I turn to my locker,my cheeks burning red.
