The sun beams entered my room and made me wake up. I looked at the window and saw a rare thing: there were just a few clouds in the sky, and the sun was shining. This seems like a nice way of starting a day. I said to myself. I got ready and left the house. In my brown bag there are three copies of Lovebug: one for Ms. Benedict, other for Nando and the third was a copy, just in case. Also, I have a drive with the book stored in it, but I prefered to give both a digital and a paper copy to Ms. Benedict. I am quite worried about it. I really want to make a good impression about me. The first thing to do: Call Kelly. It is her birthday, and I'm skipping classes to spend the morning with her.
-Hello?
-HAPPY BIRTHDAY! How are you, honey?
-I'm great, I'm waiting for you.
-I'm on my way!
-Hurry!
-I'm hurrying! It's not my fault that you live in the middle of nowhere!
-I don't live in the middle of nowhere! - Kelly's parents were really rich, and lived in a very fancy condominium. It wasn't too far away from the centre of the city, but, as my house was really near the centre, we usually gather chez moi. Despite that, I go there sometimes, we hang out by the pool and that sort of things.
In about fifreen minutes of driving in my car I arrive at Kelly's house. Yes, I have a Mini Cooper, although I don't use it much. It's too expensive and too confusing to use the car in the city. I rather use the underground and go wherever I want without worrying about gas and parking. I call her to let her know I'm here: usually, she enters in my house without knocking (I leave the door open on pourpose to her, when I know she's about to arrive.), but, as I'm talking about an exquisite place, with a concierge, I rather call her.
-Kelly! I'm here!
-I'm coming!
In a minute, she appears at the door, wearing a large Chelsea jersey and shorts, with a pair of Supras. I laughed, although I'm already used to the careless Kelly style. Her least concern is fashion, and it wouldn't surprise me if she wore the most unlikely outifit ever. Actually, she is completely distracted.
-HAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAIN! - I run to her and hug her tight.
-Thank you, Sammie! Let's go to the pool?
-Sure! Is it okay to wear my bikini, or do I have to obey a dress code?
-Oh, shut up! You say that everytime you come around!
-You know I love to fool around with you! Oh... and I have to tell you something! - I am finally ready to tell Kelly about Nando. And, talking about Nando, I have to call him... he's moving to new house, and I promised to stop by to say "hi".
-What? Tell me!
-When we get to the pool...
-Okay!
When we're heading to the massive pool, I start to overhear some voices. I can't actually understand what they're saying, it sounds like echoes floating around the condominum.
-Oh, it's some people who are moving here. I haven't seen them yet.
I disvalue that and go to the pool. I take off my clothes, staying with my blue bikini on. Kelly is wearing a really cute red bikini on, which was given to her by me, otherwise she would pick the first one she saw on the store. I do that quite often, for her sake. I mean, I love her as she is, but I rather see her well dressed, right?
We get into the warm pool (it's warmed up and covered - the cover is taken when it's warm, which is, almoust never) and start swimming and mostly, fooling around.
-So, tell me what you wanted to say.
-Well... I have a boyfriend!
-WHAT? Oh my God, who is he? Is he from university?
-No, he isn't... he's a bit older.
-Older? Older like a bit older or Sean Connery older?
-He's twenty nine...
-Oh, that's not too old, well, it isn't too old if he's fit and handsome. Is he?
-He is really fit and really handsome. You know him.
-Who? Tell me!
I get closer to her and whisper.
-It's Fernando Torres.
-WHAT? - She yells and I tell her to be quiet - You're kidding me.
-I'm not. I swear to you. We met at that game you and Amy missed.
-Well... I'm shocked. But he's really, really handsome.
-He is. - We laugh.
At that moment, two men get out of the house that is going to be occupied. There isn't a way in which I can't recognize them: it's Nando and Sergio!
-Kelly! It's Nando!
-So... your new famous boyfriend is my new neighbour. This is going to be funny.
They sit down in the garden and don't even look at the pool. I exit the water silently and get ready to scare them. When I get really close to them, I finally talk.
-So, you guys don't even bother to salute me. I have such a loving boyfriend.
They turn around a bit scared and I burst in laugh.
-Sammie? - says Nando - Mí amor, what are you doing here?
-My best friend lives here. I'm enjoying the pool with her. Kelly, come her!
Nando kisses me gently.
-Is everything okay? - He whispers on my ear. - I mean... about your parents.
-I don't know... It's a bit complicated.
Kelly finally arrives and I intoduce her to the boys.
-Kelly, this is Nando, my boyfriend, and this is Sergio. Guys, this is Kelly, my bestfriend.
-Hi - She's wearing that big smile that is always so chacteristic of her. - Nando, I suggest you get used to have me around, as I live on the house next to yours.
-Since you bring your bestfriend around often, that's okay by me. - We laugh. I'm really glad to see how my bestfriend is getting along well with my boyfriend.
-Don't you guys want to go to the pool? - I ask the boys
-No, hermosa, we have to finish unpacking all my stuff.
- Why don't we go and help - Kelly offers immeadiately her help
-We don't want to bother - Says Sergio - And we're perfectely able to do it on our own.
-But if we help, it'll be faster. And then, let's have lunch together. We can make lunch at my home.
-Let's go! - The boys wait while we get ready and the we all help.
It is easier than expected, as all we had to do was to unpack pillows, clothes, lamps and stuff like that, as the furniture was already placed. The perks of being rich, I suppose. However, he could just have hired an interior designer. Reminding a clairvoyant, he sort of reads my thoughts.
-I really could have hired a designer. But I really like doing things my way. Thank you all so much for the help.
-You're welcome, Nando. - I say with a cute voice.
-You're welcome, hermano. You know I always got your back.
-You can thank by treating Sammie like the princess she is - Kelly is using that bossy funny voice of hers, making everyone laugh.
-How can I treat her otherwise?
When I'm about to kiss Nando, my phone rings.I check it out: it's Ms. Benedict. What does she want?
[I decided to finish this chapter with a cliff hanger, to add a bit of the good old suspense. Thank you all so much for reading my Fan Fiction, I hope you enjoy! Comment with your feedback. xoxo]
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FanfictionSamantha, a 19 year old student from London, is saved from being attacked on her way to a football match. And guess who her savior is? Her football idol, the one and only Fernando Torres. Will this be the start of something new and beautiful?