WHAT ABOUT US?

012 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓

𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐔𝐏 from my afternoon nap. I made my bed, brushed my teeth and put on black leggings with a white crop top and my team sweatshirt.

Yesterday went very well, Juventus beat and I was very happy for my brother. With such a good player and with this goalkeeper, Juventus would surely win the World Cup, but the Falcons are not to be underestimated.

Too bad for them, because they put Alan in Vito's place. There was something about him that made me question it, like he was going to do something to keep the Falcons from going to the playoffs.

These were my thoughts that I had not shared with anyone, but I had a strange feeling about him. "Come on, we're going to have fun," Zoe said, breaking me out of my thoughts. We went to the lobby of the academy we were in and saw Gabo, Olises and Martin.

We didn't stop because it looked like they were just talking, but Gabo was going to say anyway. We passed Joaquin and the other boy he was interviewing. Everyone knew him, he was very famous, but I heard about him here for the first time. Lorenzo was there and was interviewed. I generally don't push myself when my older brother is in the limelight.

Lorenzo has always been like that, ever since he was little. He liked to be the center of attention, for the world to revolve around him. But when Gabo came, a quarrel began between the two. When he found out, Lorenzo realized that Gabo was part of the family, he began to accept him as such.

At first we both couldn't believe it. I would say that Lorenzo took it very hard and was really confused, but little by little they began to reconcile and accept each other as brothers.

I, on the other hand, accepted Gabo as a brother very easily. He was always funny, kind, and never did drama even though he was immersed in it, but in the end he turned out not to be innocent.

There was even a period when our father called him Guevara and took him to live at home. But after a week Gabo refused because he wanted to be among his friends.

On the one hand, I understand because we both grew up with one close friend each, while Lorenzo grew up with the so-called "gang" and they never betrayed him.

My brother has always been the more social, the more popular of the three of us. Sometimes I wanted to be like him, but on the other hand, the less friends you have, the better. The important thing is that not once was he influenced by his friends, rather they were influenced by him. What he did, so did they. The good thing is that he protected me and from his influence on his friends, they also started to protect me.

Because my father and Francisco played together in the National Team and were friends, that's how I was introduced to Zoe. We have been together since she was 3 and I was 2. She was my only closest and best friend. I have shared everything with her and I have revealed myself to her the most.

But when we were enrolled in the academy, she introduced me to the team and I made many new friendships. But none of these friendships can replace mine with Zoe.

There were guys from other teams playing guitar in the lobby and we gathered with the girls to watch and listen.

"They play well" said Kiara. "Yes, very much," replied Celeste. "Where are they from?" Natalia asked. "They must be a Spaniard and a Russian." I told her.
"How do they get along?" asked Delphine. "Music is a universal language." Kiara said and we all looked at her.

"What's wrong with me? I started talking like Rafa." she added. "Yes, he infected you." I confirmed. "It's okay, the best solution is an evening with girlfriends." Natalia said. "Yeah, come on, let's go eat." Celeste said.

"Wait, I only have one more game." Zoe said, pointing her finger at 1. "You've been saying that for 1 hour." I added boredly. "This is the first time I've seen someone better than me on a console." my best friend turned to the screen to finish the game. "I have to prepare for the rematch." he added