𝓢𝓸 𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓷

Part 1

El Classico
Sofia

I knew exactly how disappointed my brother would be if he didn't see me at his game today. Especially when it's an El Classico in New York, he wouldn't talk to me ever again.I was too late but I was still there. So I made my way up to my seats in the huge arena when a boy stopped me: „Hey, do you happen to know where I can buy something to drink here." He played at Barcelona and actually I didn't want to help him, but I answered him: „Yes, but shouldn't you play right now." „No, I won't be replaced until the end, the coach told me, so can you show me where I can get water." „If you play extra badly today." „Why should I? Wait, are you a Madrid fan ?" „The only real team in Spain is Real Madrid." „Shut up, I don't even want you to show me where I can get a drink anymore." „Then stay thirsty," I said before I went to my seats. From there I watched the game and mainly paid attention to my brother. Until the boy from earlier started playing , I felt a little bad because he certainly didn't mean it that way. Although Barca players despised Real players, my brother even forbade my little sister to talk to Barca fans. She never stuck to it, but he tried. Sometimes our half-Brother was annoying , he wanted to control everything and everyone around him, so I was happy when our mother divorced his father and went back to New York.

Shortly before the match ended, I went to the vending machine to buy the red Prime for Lamine because I wanted to apologize. When I realized that Barca won this time, I tried to get on the field, but security didn't let me through. Actually, I wanted to talk to my brother first, but Lamine came over to me: „ Can't get on field...How sad?" I rolled my eyes and replied: „Actually, I wanted to apologize and brought you this." I gave him the red Prime „I honestly don't know what you need energy for if you played badly anyway." „Your brother has lost so you should actually stay silent ... But thanks for the drink ." „Don't let it get to your head just because Barcelona is now two points ahead of Madrid for two days or so." „To be honest, I let it get to my head a lot." I rolled my eyes and was just about to say something when my brother suddenly walked up to us with a very very annoyed expression on his face, he asked: „What are you doing Yamal?" Immediately the Barca player wen away and my brother continued talking: „You'll never talk to him again,understood?" I just nodded but still answered: „I'm waiting for you in the car... Mom is already looking forward to seeing you." Nico smiled and I saw him go into the locker room. I didn't want to spend time with him right now. He would be upset the whole next week about losing to Barcelona. Completely in my mind, I ran into another Barca player, at least a former one who immediately apologized and asked: „Are you okay... did I hurt you or something like that?" „No, you didn't do anything." I laughed and he asked, „Are you coming to the Barca party today?" I wanted to be nice because being nice to Lamine didn't succeed earlier, I answered him: „Yes... Where is it?" „ Do you know the summit one Vanderbilt..." „Barca rented the Vanderbilt?" „No, just the rooftop bar," he said laughing, but before I could go, he called after me: „Do you have Insta?" I quickly gave him my Insta and then I went into the car to my brother. Who didn't speak a word for the whole car ride. When our whole family sat together at the dining table in the evening, he didn't say a word until I asked: „Mom, may I go to a party today?" „Where is it?" „At the Vanderbilt just a block and an avenue away." „Well, then of course you can go there but no alcohol and be back at 2." Nico intersed: „Isn't that the Barca Party?" I didn't look at him and took a bite of the food: „It tastes really good mom." She thanked me and Nico repeated his question. But no one answered him so he googled Nico asked: „How do you get in there then?" „I can do it trust me." „You're my sister, they won't let you in there." „We don't even have the same last name." „But we look similar." „Yes, but they can only assume that I am your sister." He let out a sigh and went to the guest room.

I turned off my phone and went shopping with my little sister Isabella. Isabella was just 14 but she still had a much better style than me. She walked infront of me because for some reason she knew exactly which shops we had to go to today. I had tried on about 5 dresses until Isabella said: „That's it." I smiled at her and we went to pay. Isa looked briefly at her cell phone and I paid. When we were about to go home, Lamine stopped us: „Uh hi, we talked earlier in the stadium." I nodded and he continued: „My friends went shopping, I lost them and I have no idea where our hotel is... My cell phone is empty because I used up the last percent to call the boys." „You have Hector Fort's number?" Isa asked with a far too excited tone in her voice. I said, „If you tell me the name of the hotel, I can take you there."