🎧: Don't You Start - Artemas
"don't your start, crawling back again."Cassandra woke up extremely early that day. It was the first day of school after a long and very eventful summer. She made her way to the kitchen, still in a pajama.
She was surprised to see her older brother already wide awake, making himself some coffee. She yawned tiredly and sat by the kitchen's island.
"Good morning, Cas." Hector muttered while walking to the seat next to her. He didn't seem as tired as Cassandra thought he'd be.
"Morning, why are you up so early?" She asked quietly as rubbing her eyes. She wasn't still quite awake.
He looked at her with a tired face and scanned her with his eyes then furrowing his brows and shaking his head in confusion."Why not?" He replied to the question with a clear attitude in his voice.
Cassandra sighed at his words and shrugged, not planning on continuing the pointless conversation. Instead she grabbed an apple from the bowl and bit into it.
"I'll go get ready." She added before leaving and walked back to her bedroom. Then the girl changed into casual clothes and clipped her front pieces of hair back.
September in Spain meant hot weather almost everyday, until December. Especially here in Barcelona. Her hair was naturally very curly, but she'd straighten it since she didn't like the beautiful curls.
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She grabbed her backpack which was laying next to the desk in her room and left, then walked downstairs where her brother was already waiting."You couldn't take longer, could you?" He teased and nudged her in the ribcage. She slapped his hand away and groaned as passing him in the hallway.
"Eres tan molesto Héctor!"(espn: You're so annoying Hector). She replied to the brunette guy and left the house with him following.
The first thing she did was wear her sunglasses, since the sun was barely allowing her to see anything. Then both her and Hector started walking towards his best friend's house.
The guy lived in one of the La Masia dorms, because of the fact that he lived outside Barcelona, and his family couldn't afford moving here long term.
When we arrived at the Academy's gate, we waited only a couple of minutes for the boy to come out. He was wearing a black t-shirt and the same colored sweatpants.
"You brought her too." He grinned. Cas looked at him with her brows furrowed and arms crossed on her chest.
He put his arm over her and Hector's neck and proceeded to start walking with the siblings towards the high school the three of them were enrolled in.
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SOFTCORE - marc guiu
Fanfiction"you've been my muse for a long time. you get me through every dark night." she is his best friend's sister he plays for fc barcelona ⭐️