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THE CHAMPION 06
and just like that, a week had passed. it was finally time for me, mia and savannah to meet up. savannah and mia have been friends since they were 6 years old. they met when savannah went on a trip to disneyland, mia also happened to be going on a trip to disneyland at the exact same time.
then there's me and mia, we became friends when the world cup was on 6 years ago. brazil were playing the usa. even though mia's dad plays for a different team to my dad, she had always been a fan of him so gio asked if she could come and get a photo with him. i noticed she was my age and we exchanged numbers, kept in contact ever since and obviously savannah was introduced to me via mia.
the plan is that i'm going to go to dortmund on the plane with the lamine and my dad, they are gonna play and then after the game, me, savannah, mia and lamine are all going to have a sleepover at mia's house.
i find it so sweet that lamine payed for savannahs ticket, like every single time i see him i go on rants about how much i miss my best friends to for him to do this it shows he really cares, and that means so much to me.
obviously no one will ever compare to sav and mia, but lamine is genuinely one of the best people i have ever met. i have only known him for two months, yet it feels like i have known him forever.
if i'm ever feeling down, i can ring lamine and within twenty minutes he's at my house. if i ever need someone to hang out with, lamine is always there, even when he's training he invites me to go and watch him train so i'm not lonely. i just feel so blessed that he came into my life and he truly is my best friend.
he's done so much for me, mentally and physically, and i just wish that there was a way i could repay him, and i'll think of something, i just haven't yet.
i hear a knock on my door.
i open it to see marc, waiting to take my bag and put it in the car. i smile, giving it him and walking down the stairs and running to the car.
"shotgun!" i shout, getting in the front seat before my dad even tries to think about sitting there.
me, my dad and marc, head towards lamine's house. we are giving him a lift as he can't drive and doesn't have a driver.
marc gets out of the car, helping lamine by getting his bag and putting it in the car for him.
lamine gets in the back seat next to my dad, shaking his hand.
"hello neymar sir, good to see you," he says nervously.
my dad chuckles. "you don't need to call me sir, lamine, i have been your teammate for two months and you still get nervous every time you see me, i'm really nothing special, i'm just like you and everyone else."
lamine nods and looks to me, sending me a smile. it's so funny, he's idolised my dad his entire childhood and now hes best friends with his daughter and sat in a car next to him, who would have thought it.
we arrive at the airport, instantly being swarmed by paparazzi. i always get anxious when there are paparazzi, they really freak me out.
lamine grabs my hand, intertwining our fingers and stroking the back of my hand with his thumb. he knows i get anxious when there are paparazzi, it was one of the first things we discussed actually.
when he grabs my hand, i get a weird feeling. not like, a bad weird feeling, just like, butterflies in my stomach i suppose. i don't fancy him or anything, so i don't know why i get butterflies. but i try to ignore it and walk into the airport.
because we are flying on my dads private jet, we don't need to do the long boring process of security, and just check our bags in before getting escorted to a private lounge.
around half an hour later, the jet is ready to go, and we all head on board.
me and lamine sit in seats next to eachother, my father and marc sitting in the ones opposite us.
i know this is very unlike me, but i was extremely tired, so instead of looking out of the window for 2 hours, i slowly drift off.
authors note 😽 bit of a shorter chapter mb also i'm half asleep so sorry for sloppy writing 😣
