𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠 𝕀'𝕞 𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕗 𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕤𝕠 𝕚𝕗 𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕤𝕠 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝 𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕠 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕚𝕥.𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕥𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕝.
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As we pulled into the car park of Barcelona training the nerves started to kick in. This is it, for the next 3 years and maybe even more I will be at this incredible club and hopefully win every trophy that comes my way. I walk in through the glass doors and am welcomed with the fresh smell of flowers. The walls were filled with pictures with great achievements like when Barcelona men won the champions league in 2015 or when the women's team won it in 2021. Or one of the many times Messi won the ballon d'or.
I was welcomed with a smiling receptionist who led me down the corridor where I met again the head coach Jonatan Giráldez. Luckily, I had already met him when signing the actual contract.
"So, I'll be taking you to meet the rest of the team and you'll be able to start training with them today as well." he spoke with his thick Spanish accent, and I could just about understand what he said.
I understood the basic Spanish mainly thanks to my England teammates Keira and Lucy who were more than happy to help me in the last international break. It felt like it had been ages since id played with Keira and Lucy at club level, so I was happy to finally get started and be back with my besties. I got taken out of my thoughts when the sound of loud talking and laughing got closer. Deep breathes Y/N deep breathes.
" Girls, I would like you all to meet this summer's new signing and your new teammate Y/N Y/L/N." Before anyone could say anything, Keira was right by my side hugging me saying,
"Finally it took you long enough."
After meeting everyone and getting to know them a bit it was time to head out onto the pitch to do some training. I was stopped in my tracks though when I felt a sort of tap on my shoulder turning around and I was met with a brown eyed, blonde hair beauty. I don't remember meeting her in the changing rooms I thought.
"Hola, siento no haberte conocido en los vestuarios, tuve que hacer un trabajo con los medios, soy Alexia por cierto." (Hi, Sorry I didn't get to meet you in the changing rooms I had to do some media work, I'm Alexia by the way.)
I think my face said enough as I just stood there with a confused face after only understanding the odd word or two.
"Lo siento, lo siento english. Erm I'm Alexia"
I let out a small chuckle "I'm Y/N"
Before any other words could be said a loud voice of an English girl interrupted us telling us to hurry up.After an hour training had finished and we all started to grab our drinks and head to the changing rooms I felt an arm wrap around the back of my neck.
"If you were to nutmeg me one more time, I'd say you were better than Keira" said the young Spaniard called Jana Fernandez.
I just laughed at it and walked into the changing rooms and got showered and changed and by the time I was putting my stuff in my bag it was just me and Keira.
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