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brazil vs portugal

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brazil vs portugal

day 1

the girls and i had spent the rest of last night just chilling and hanging in our hotel room. i finished the night off with a facetime from patrick.

him and joshua were snuggling on the couch together which was the cutest thing.

i woke up the next morning to the sound of music. i rubbed my eyes and crawled off my bed, pulling on a hoodie before walking down.

gab, lea and emma all danced around in the kitchen while making pancakes and waffles. each of them were wearing brazilian football jerseys.

"what's all this?" i asked, tired, and sat down at the table, grabbing a cup.

"todays a big day, julie bear," gabriella stated, placing down a plate of food in front of me, "we're going to a football game."

"huh?" i was confused, "the AFC championship is next sunday and that's back in america."

gabs hand smacked her forehead and she sighed, "soccer!"

my mouth dropped and i squealed in excitement, "holy shit, are you serious?!" i had always dreamed of going to a soccer game and it was finally coming true.

"yes she most certainly is," lea said as she walked over to me with a white gift bag and a crown, placing that on my head.

i smiled at her before reaching into the bag and pulling out a soccer jersey. i held the shirt up and saw that it was neymar's jersey.

"thanks, guys," i said to the three, holding the jersey close.

"now eat up!" emma rushed, clapping her hands, "we have a game to see!"


















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before going to the game, the girls and i wanted to go shopping. we now all stood in a store which was covered with all different types of clothing, bags and jewelry.

i walked up and down the aisles, my eyes scanning the shelves. i wasn't looking where i was going and i crashed into someone.

"i'm so sorry," i said to the person, looking up at them and my mouth dropped.

in front of me stood the LOVE OF MY TEENAGE LIFE; neymar da silva santos júnior.

i nearly fainted at the sight but i held my ground, not wanting to act like a fucking weird person.

he flashed me a smile before saying in the best english he could say, "i am sorry. you okay?"

his voice was way more attractive in person.

"yes i'm fine," i answered back with a smile, feeling my stomach doing flips and butterflies appeared. i never thought this day would come where i freaking meet him.

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