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I woke up groggy, craving more sleep. My bed was warm and inviting, but I couldn't stay in it, no matter how much I wanted to. My cousin had a match today, and he practically begged me to be there. Honestly, I don't mind watching him play football—I'm proud of him—but today, I'd much rather be out with my girls, maybe hitting a party or doing something more exciting. But family's family, right?
Dragging myself out of bed, I took a shower, feeling the water wake me up. Afterward, I felt fresh, energized, and ready to face the day. Well, almost. I still had to do my makeup, so I sat down at my vanity and started working on my face, blending in my favorite foundation and adding the perfect touch of mascara.
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"**Sophia Delgado, come downstairs!**" my mom's voice echoed from the first floor.
Her name is Maria Delgado, and she's the best woman in the world. Or maybe the best mother? Either way, I love her. She's always there for me, listens when I need to vent, and somehow knows how to help with everything.
"**I'm coming, Mom!**" I called back, quickly putting on my jewelry. Rushing downstairs, I nearly tripped on the last step. "How do I look?" I asked, a bit out of breath but excited for her approval.
"**You look more than beautiful,**" she smiled warmly. "**Now, sit down and eat breakfast. Oh, and by the way, Valentina called me a thousand times this morning asking if you were okay. Maybe you should turn on your notifications once in a while.**" My mom laughed.
"**You know how she is,**" I said, rolling my eyes but smiling. "**I miss her so much. It's been a month since we hung out, and she told me she's planning to surprise me, so she won't tell me when she's coming back.**"
Valentina is my best friend, the kind of friend who's more like a sister. She's been with me through the worst—like when my dad left us, but that's a story for another time. She's also been there for the best moments of my life, the two of us always side by side, having the time of our lives. A couple of years ago, she used to have a crush on my cousin. I mean, he's not bad-looking, but... ew, he's family! Well, kind of kidding.
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A few hours later, I found myself sitting at the stadium in Barcelona, waiting for the match to start. Everyone around me was giving me weird looks, probably because I was sitting in the guest seats, proudly wearing Pedri's jersey. For the record, I'm not his girlfriend, but clearly, not everyone knows that. Whatever.
The match started, and soon enough, Barcelona was leading. I couldn't help but smile, feeling a rush of excitement as the crowd roared. Football might not be my first love, but moments like these? I wouldn't trade them for anything.
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Fanfiction"You sure?" He stepped closer, his eyes locking with mine. I swallowed hard, refusing to back down. "Don't be so funny, Fort," I said, staring back into those familiar eyes that I hated knowing so well.
