𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞~𝐉𝐨ã𝐨 𝐅é𝐥𝐢𝐱

19

My feet were aching like crazy when I got off the Airplane. The tunnel towards the gate was a blur. But what woke me up was an insane amount of flashes and paparazzi. 

"Is this just me who's seeing the amount of paparazzi crowding that area?" 

"They aren't here for us?" Asked Jude, "Are they?" 

"No way, they are already taking photos of someone else." I yawned.

Amber gasped, "Maybe it's Ronaldo?" 

"Don't be daft, the whole airport would be closed if it was him." Andrew rolled his eyes.

"He probably takes a private jet," Jude said. 

I tried to catch a glimpse of the person who was being photographed, but they took a turn before we could see their faces. 

"Crap," I mumbled, unable to see the mystery celeb.

The 6-hour flight had really tired me out. I've been on longer flights before but for some reason, this flight really hammered me. Maybe I didn't drink enough champagne. 

"Baby, where is the hotel we are staying at?" Amber sighed, rubbing her eyes as she slouched. 

"It's the uh, Souq Al Wakra Hotel," Jude responded, taking her hand, "It's near where I did my secret training." 

Andrew started typing on his phone, and I snuck over his shoulder to see what he was typing. He held the phone towards us to show us the beautiful hotel displayed on Google. 

"I'm so excited. I can't wait to go swimming."

Andrew responded, "I can't wait to get tan."

"Oh, shut it." Amber said rolling her eyes, "You're already tan."

I dragged my suitcase out the door, "It's so unfair that boys tan easier than girls."

"Tell me about it," Jude joked. 

"Don't even play right now, you hypocrite." I death stared at him, "I'm practically a ghost, I'm so ugly when I'm pale." I spoke, covering my face with my hands. 

We escaped to the Uber we hired, and sighed in relief when we sat down in unison. 

"Well, fuck me." Amber groaned, rubbing her eyes. "I barely got any sleep." 

"Excuse you," Andrew said in a sassy tone, hitting her head with his hand, "You slept like a baby." 

"You too, Mr. Starboy." He continued, referring to Jude. 

 "I would prefer, England's hope. Or, god, possibly, but Starboy will have to do." 

"Can we just wake up in the hotel room already? I can't be bothered to walk any longer." 

I collapsed off my seat and on the floor in exhaustion and exaggeration. 

"Oi, get up Bea," Andrew said, lifting me up. 

"Please, no," I begged, slumping back onto my seat. 

-

"So when do the matches start?" Andrew asked, sipping his cup of coffee. 

"Well, in a couple of days," Jude spoke, shoving eggs into his mouth. "Training is every day until our group starts competing. Until then, I have to get my protein in." 

I glanced at his plate of eggs, with a side of cottage cheese, and a protein shake. Then I looked down at my two pain au chocolates, a hash brown, and orange juice, with my eyebrow raised. 

"I don't get hungry in the mornings," Amber sighed, wearing black sunglasses to hide her 'eyebags.'

"That's unlucky." Andrew smiled, "Adding more berries to his bowl of oatmeal. I love breakfast, I don't know what I would do without it."