Tini's pov.
Hello, my name is Martina Alejandra Stoessel Muzlera, but you can call me Tini. I'm 17 years old. My dad, my mom and I are always moving from country because of my dad's job. I hate it! Do you know why? Well I hate it because I never make friends because of that. I'm going to tell you my life from now on. So welcome to my life.
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Me: Dad, I don't want to go to Buenos Aires
Dad: But maybe you'll like it and we have to go because of my...
Me: Yes because of your job... I know.
I sight and look out of the window from the airplane.
I have no friends because we always moving. We are flying 8 hours at the moment, only 4 hours to go.
Finally, we stopped eith flying and we are in our new house. It is huge! It is like a villa and it has a pool! There are kids playing on the street and the sun is shining.
Me: Dad! Mom! I'm going to outside!
Dad: Okay but don't talk to strangers and be carefull!
I walk to outside and enjoy the lovely weather. I walk to the right and look around. Suddenly I see a school. I sight and walk forwards. It's useless to go in there 'cause my dad won't let me go.
After a few minutes I feel rain and I go to stand under a tree. I sight and turn around, I bumbt into someone who stands behind me.
Me: Oh sorry! I didn't saw you
Stranger: Doesn't matter! I don't know you... can I buy you a drink, princess?
Me: No thanks. Like you said, we don't know each other. And I'm not a princess
He laughs and go with his hand through his brown hair.
Then he starts to open his mouth.
Stranger: But if you going to drink something with me, we can going to know each other, princess? I know a restaurant nearby.
I thought and laugh.
Me: I only go with you if you stop with calling me "princess".
Stranger: Okay, princess!
I sight and walk with him. I don't lije that kind of guys, who think they can get every girl they want and who tinks they are the best.
I sit on a chair and he sits across me. I order a smoothy, he too.
Stranger: So princess? What's your name?
Me: Martina, yours?
Stranger: I mean your full name.
Me: Martina Alejandra Stoessel Muzlera.
Stranger: Woah... that is a beautiful buy long name. My name is Jorge Blanco Güereña.
Me: Okay... nice.
Jorge laughs and looks out the window.
Jorge: Do you know Studio 21?
Me: No? What is that?
Jorge: It is a school for music and dance. It lays over there.
He points at the school with his finger. That is the school I just saw.
Me: Okay. But I have to go.
I stand up, take my money and give it to the barman.
Jorge: Should I take you home, my love?
Me: No thanks and I'm not your love.
Jorge: You can't decide that.
He laughs and I walk annyoing away. Gosh what is he annyoing!
When I came home I walk with my suitcase, that was standing at the door, to my room and packed out. I just can't stop thinking about the annoying guy!
