ON HOLD! to the top! | élisa de almeida.

chapter seven.

🗓️ : the next day.
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jia frowned as she took her trash out - embarrassed as she recalled what happened last night and angry that her efforts to become elisa's agent weren't working.

when the girl's phone started ringing, she put her bags down and answered the phone - sighing.

"hello?"

mr dubois shouted, "what are you doing as an agent? your athlete is waiting for you at training right now."

"what?"

"i'm hanging up."

a few seconds after hanging up, jia realised what mr dubois was talking about, smiling brightly as she jumped up and down in excitement: "i'm her agent! i'm her agent!"

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elisa stretched as she waited for her agent to arrive so they could start training. meanwhile, jia quickly paid her uber and jumped out of the car cheerfully, running the fastest she could to elisa.

"elisa! thank you so much-"

"we need to start, you're late on your first day," elisa cut her off as she went to the track, getting ready to run.

"what are we starting with?" jia asked the coach who replied with the fact elisa was going to start by running 100m.

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after training, jia decided to take the bus home - her head leaning against the window as her eyes slowly started to close due to how tired she was after helping with todays training despite it still being only afternoon.

on the other hand, elisa was driving back home. the sight of someone's head on the window of the bus next to her caught her attention and her eyebrows raised in surprise when she saw it was jia.

the older rolled her window down as she started to shout: "jia! jia allaire!" she waved her hand in order to get her agent's attention. "here!" elisa kept honking her horn.

jia's eyes started opening slowly as she looked outside and sighed, "ah so annoying. what now?"

"she's gonna get a cramp in her neck sleeping like that then what am i supposed to do," elisa muttered to herself as she swerved her car carefully, stopping the bus by going in front of it.

the footballer quickly got out of her car and knocked on the bus door to get in.

"what are you doing?! suddenly stopping your car?!" the driver asked to which elisa just replied sorry to before running to jia, grabbing her arm and dragging her out.

"what now!" jia asked as they got out of the bus and stood near the car.

elisa sighed as she attempted to find an excuse: "give me your number, it's so hard to contact you."

jia scoffed, "is that it? you stopped a bus for that?!"

elisa just laughed nervously and scratched the back of her head.

"you made it," jia said after putting her number in the other's phone.

"what?"

"i said you made it. in 3 and 1/2 months, you'll be playing in champions league again."

elisa's eyes lit up, "what? that, that means... me and champions league!" a few seconds after elisa absorbed it in, she cheered and hugged jia tightly.

the agent was taken aback and therefore a scream came out of her mouth when the taller picked her up and swung her over her shoulder - spinning her around whilst still cheering.