: ̗̀➛ everything is happening as it should. aurelia meis has everything she's ever wanted; good friends and plenty of money.
but aurelia has never known who her parents were. she never knew that her real last name would bring so much attention to...
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"I can't believe it!" Timothee started to say, before he paused and made a face, "Well, actually, I can, but, you know?"
Everyone was sitting down at PSG's lounging room gathered around a computer. They were reading an article about Aurelia who had now gained a lot more attention and media coverage than normal. She looked up and glared at Timothee. Marquinhos closed his eyes and sighed.
"Shut up, you idiot," Marquinhos slapped the back of his head, "You're not helping,"
"I wasn't trying to?" Timothee grumbled, "And that hurt!"
Kylian was sitting next to an uncomfortable looking Aurelia. Their coach, Christophe Galtier glared at her.
"Did you know?" He questioned her.
Aurelia frowned, "If I did, wouldn't I have said something?"
Galtier shook his finger at her. "Don't answer my question with a question! And no, I don't think you would have said anything,"
Aurelia huffed and leaned on Kylian who wrapped his arm around her, "Cut her some slack, coach. This is new information for all of us," He said.
Galtier frowned, "How did these stupid news outlets get this kind of information before us?"
"I'll tell you how," Gianluigi said in a low voice and leaned forward in a conspirately way, "You went for a check-up the other day, didn't you?" At Aurelia's nod, he kept going, "What if a journalist snuck in and stole a copy of your file? Or they bribed a doctor or nurse,"
"But why would they do that?" Timothee countered, "Why would they even think about it? How would they know that they'd get important information like this?"
"Okay, detectives," Kylian joked, seeing the irritated look on their coaches face, before he made his expression serious, "I think we should figure out how they got it, and then why a DNA test was even needed. Aurelia did only go for a check up,"
"That's true," Galtier mused, "So, who ordered a DNA test?"
"I ordered the test," Luis Campos, the sporting director announced. Christophe Galtier had been called to the lounge where the sporting director of PSG was in and like little ducklings, the players of PSG followed him. Luis Campos was lounging on a cushioned spinning chair that probably costed way more than it needed to. His hand were linked together, "I didn't expect for it to get this out of hand, but, oh, well,"
Aurelia glowered, "Thanks for the concern, you've now ruined my social life! And why do you care about who my parents are? You never have before this," she said in suspicion.
