CURSING! 17 y/o Vitória Lima a famous American youtuber soccer player moves back to Spain ''temporally'' with her father. While she is there, Vitória meets someone who is oddly familiar, Marc Guiu.
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" BUT WHY?" I CRIED OUT TO MY DAD ON THE WAY HOME; "WHY
were you talking to my players Vitória? During practice!" my dad yelled back at me. " He talked to me first!" I yelled again. " And you responded! No Vitória, no party or hanging out at Hector's house with your friends. In fact. I don't want to see you talking to any of my players again. In or out of practice. The Club World Cup is coming up soon, and we need to just focus on that.".
What?
The.
Hell.
" PAPA!" my dad put his hand to my face to shush me. I huffed back into the seat and looked out the window. I don't care. I am still talking to Hector and possibly Marc.
And I'm going to that party. And I'm going to drink. I'm an adult, technically, I can do what I want, technically.
My dad pulled up to our house, " I'm going to Cat's." I said more than ask. I went to the backyard the door was open. I saw Cat in her pool with a book. I'm a very impulsive person so I threw my stuff down into the grass and jumped in.
" Vitória! My book!" Cat yelled. " What" I said as I splashed around. I did a backstroke and then a butterfly I am a very good swimmer. I was put on the swim team by my Dad after kids made fun of me for all of 1st grade because I told them I couldn't swim. Of course, I was the only black kid.
" Hello, girls." I turned to Cat's say at home, " maid" or " house cleaner" Lucia. I didn't know what to call her.
" Hey Lucia, my parents' finally gone?" Cat asked Lucia smiled and nodded. " Your mother said no parties. So you have to stay at home today. And your father," Lucia pointed to me. " He said to make sure you stay at home, or here with us, no parties." Lucia unfaceted the last part.
I nodded. " You girls' hungry?" Lucia asked. We both nodded. Lucia motioned for us to leave the pool. I got out.
I followed the strong scent of Japanese food. Lucia is from there, but she immigrated here 13 years ago.
The kitchen island was covered in all types of food from Japan. Rice balls, white rice, sushi, ramen with little red and white fish cakes, my favorite gyoza (Japanese dumplings), and so much more.
" Gosh, Lucia!" Cat exclaimed. We sat down at the island and ate as Lucia finished cleaning up.
" I'm stuffed," I said as I patted my stomach. Cat nodded. Lucia sat down across from us and ate as we did while she was cleaning. Cat and I got up to go to her room. " You know we're still going to Hector's. Right?" Cat whispered up the stairs. No, no I did not. " Yeah of course." I lied.
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