Training - Chapter 3

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Finally training day! It was time to meet Real Madrid! I got my Adidas bag and I wore this (http://www.polyvore.com/training/set?id=174958084) kinda tight, but I did have a huge crush on James Rodriguez. He was pretty cute to be honest. I texted him alot, but I couldn't wait to meet him in real life. 

Phone texts:

James: How are ya, Arty?

Me: Great, you? ;)

James: Sitting, waiting for you and your dad to get here... :) :D Can't wait to meet Ms. Ronaldo.

Me: Stfu.. haha.

James: hehe See ya. And I see the Lambo. so yeeeeep.

I laugh. Dad looks at me. "Whatcha laughin' at?" he smirks.  "Just something James texted me." I smile hiding my face into the seat. He laughs. "That's why I don't allow you to date sometimes." he smirks. I laugh slightly as we pull in. We walk into the building. I haven't came since i was 8. It was pretty damn cool to be here. I was listening to Good Life by One Republic. I was smiling like an idiot. FC Barcelona was training near us. I got to meet the crew and I did some tricks. Thiago was smirking. Looking at me like I was cool. I look over at him. And I smile and wave. I go over to the fence where he was. "Hey, Messi." I smile. "Hey, Ronaldo." he laughs. "Hey, Thiago! Come here!" His father yells at him. "Fine..." he sighs in frustraition. I see my dad and James pointing at me talking about me. I frowned and walk over to them. I put my hands on my hips. "What are ya guys talking about?" I ask sarcasticly. "Nothin..." My dad says. "Yeah.. erm.. Nothing.." James echos his response. I sighed and walked away.. Boys, boys, boys.. Why?!

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