Chapter one

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Chapter 1.

Martina's perspective.

"Hurry Martina" I heard a voice screaming. It was my mother. My mom. A little disturbed at times. But but..

Me: Yes I will, tag down.
Mariana: Ugh * sigh *
Me: Give me my ticket.
* Mom took out my ticket out of her pocket and gave it to me *
Me: Thank you .. So .. Much.
* we stepped on the big boat that would take us all the way from England to the United States. I come from Argentina, however. But when I was 3, my family moved to London. So where I live! I'm getting tired. I miss Buenos Aires. I speak Spanish with my family. English is just tough.

"So beautiful," I thought to myself when we stepped on the boat.

"Hey, big guy," said my boyfriend Peter. He is 32 years old and I was forced to dating him. He is ugly as a monkey and smells cigarette.

We went to our room. Mom was rich and therefore we got one of the finest and larger rooms. Yep, you heard right. My mother is a billionaire. My father is at home with my big brother they would not come to the United States.

Jorge pov *

Me: Why should not you?
Stephie: Ehm .. I do not want to go to the US. You can go there itself with Rugge it will be good.

Me: But .. I'll be gone for a long time .. So .. Eh, we can maybe, you know ... Take a-
Stephie: That's cool.
Me: Thank you. Ehm ... I'll see you sometime then.
Stephie: goodbye.

She went away. I looked at the clock and it is only 1 minute left until the boat going.
Me: RUGG ITS 1 MIN LEFT RUN!!!
Rugge: Fuck.

* We ran as fast as we had up to the boat *

Me: Hey uh .. Here are the tickets *I said to a man who collected tickets at the entrance *
"Get on," he said, and we did as he said. Aww .. This trip will be the best ...

Hope u like the first chapter :)

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