🎧: Sour Times - Madison Beer
8 am on a rainy monday morning. Melodie had just arrived at the parking lot of the Bayern Munich training ground. She got out of her car and closed the door behind herself.
The girl looked up to see if anyone else came early which didn't happen. She took out her bag and laptop from the backseat and slowly walked to the stairs which led from the underground to the main building.
She got to her office and left her belongings in the room before walking out and going to the changing rooms to prepare everything for the players arrival.
It was the first day of work after summer break, which meant a lot of medical tests and countless media conferences.
Melodie walked to the washing room where she found a box of fresh socks and training kits. She brought them with herself back to the changing room.
As walking inside she realised someone was in the room with her. She put down the heavy box on one of the seats and walked up to the man, who turned out to be Jamal.
"You start at 11. That's 3 hours less sleep for you." She noticed as raising her eyebrow to look at her friend.
He stood in front of her with a bright smile, clearly trying to hide his tiredness. "I thought i could help you? Besides you know i can't sleep in for the love of god." He replied.
Melodie chuckled and nodded her head in agreement. "Take that box and take out all of the training kits." She begun as taking one set.
"Split them into groups: shorts, long, short and sleeveless." She instructed as showing him how to do so. Jamal nodded his head and begun his task.
"I'm going to the storage room. Once you're done, open all of the lockers please." She added and threw the keys to Jamal.
He nodded his head and caught them. Melodie turned around and left the room, making her way one level down to the storage.She walked through the alleys and counted how many boxes of what they have.
Then she took three plain jerseys and took them to another room, where she prepared the shirts for new players, adding their contract expiration years on the back.
When she was about to go back to Jamal, someone came into the room. She was sure it was her friend from earlier, but it wasn't.
"Are you lost?" She asked straight off, looking at no one else but the new Bayern signing Michael. He nodded his head shyly, making Melodie smile.
"Come on, i was going to the changing room anyway." She replied and walked out of the storage, walking up the stairs with the french following.
Jamal was sat by his locker, dressing up, when the two entered the changing rooms. "What took you so long?" He asked as furrowing his eyebrows.
"Have you ever been down there?" She asked and Jamal shook his head. "So stop complaining. I have my 10 K steps after just an hour." She continued, making both of the players laugh.
"This will be your locker, next to Sané. We just haven't customised it yet." She explained to Olise as showing him the locker with number 17.
"Matter of fact where is Sané. I haven't seen him whole summer." Melodie added as turning to Jamal. He shrugged his shoulders as pulling his long sleeve training top on.
"Do you wanna show him around or do you want me to do it?" Jamal asked as standing up from the bench and eyeing the two.
"We can do it together but first let's go eat something. First destination of our tour: the cafeteria." Melodie decided and squeezed through the two guy, leading.
The walk from the changing room to the cafeteria wasn't super long. While walking, Melodie and Jamal told Michael about the trophies and seasons Bayern have had.
Some of the winners pictures were hung in the hallway, so occasionally they'd stop and tell him all about the behind the scenes.
Jamal and Melodie knew so much because first of all they worked or player for Bayern, but also because Jamal's little sister was a big fan of them before the guy joined Munich.
When they finally got to their desired destination, Melodie led them on to the kitchen. "Since when are we allowed in here." Jamal asked as raising his eyebrow.
"You aren't. I am on the other hand." She replied as taking out ingredients needed to make some scrambled eggs. "Tea or Coffee?" She asked the two.
"Coffee." Michel and Jamal replied. "I'd chose tea personally." Melodie shrugged and made herself some green tea.
They watched Melodie prepare everything, occasionally helping her. When everything was done they sat down by one of the tables.
"So, for how long have you worked here?" Michael asked the blonde as taking a sip of his coffee.
"Since I was 18. I'm 21 now so for about three years. But i'd always help around here." She replied and took a bite of some bread.
"I'm amused you don't remember her from when we both played at Chelsea. She'd be on our every game bro." Musiala stated as looking at his teammate.
"That was literally a decade ago." Michael replied as furrowing his eyebrows and looking at Jamal. "Besides we barely ever talked." He added.
"Whatever, i'm glad you signed with us. As long as you don't disappoint me, the coach will be happy." She joked and made Jamal chuckle.
"Why you?" Michael questioned, genuinely confused about her words. Melodie shrugged her shoulders and smiled.
"Every coach we have had loves Mel. Matter of fact i don't think anyone dislikes you." Jamal explained as looking at both his teammate and best friend.
"Whatever, we gotta schedule for some media training. Don't wanna be mean but you suck man." Melodie smiled and glanced at Michael.
"And for your medical, probably will happen either today or tomorrow." She added and stood up from her seat. "Jamal show him the rest of the building i have a meeting.
He nodded his head and waved for a goodbye as Melodie left the room. She smiled to herself when out of sight. Everything was going well. She got to her office and noticed someone familiar sitting on one of the chairs.
"I won't stop until you hear me out." She heard the guy say as she came closer.
It was him again. Xavi.
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