The Footballer

Chapter 2

Jorge's POV
Bzz...bzz...
I looked at the alarmclock and it was already 13.30. Damn I was tired. I stood up and walked to the bathroom I took my shirt of and throwed it somewhere. I walked to the mirror and looked to myself. My sixpack... My muscles... the only things girls like about me. And my money. Life strugles.

☆Time skip☆
I need food. Now. Food. * opens the refrigerator * Well there is no food... could've expect that. It's 14.30 now so time for a pizza I think. * calls the pizzastore*
??: Welkom by Domino's. Sorry but we can't deliver right now. Try tomorrow.
*Really tomorrow? Fine. Then I'll go myself. Well food here I come babe!*

☆By Domino's☆
??: Who's next?
Me: Yo, I am
* I walked with my eyes on my phone to the (it seems to be a) girl. When I finally reached her I told her what I wanted*
Me: A pizza magharita please.
??: Sure. It will be ready in a few minutes.
Me: Okay
* I wanted to walk away but she called me back*
??: Wait, aren't you the one who ruined our big game?
Me: No... Pff that guy was a loser. Look at this * I didn't know why but I pulled my shirt up so you could see my sixpack* this guy here is no loser.
??: Uhm... well... He... uh... certainly isn't... I'm Tini by the way.
With a smirk on my face I said: Jorge. Now is my pizza ready I'm starving.

☆Next day☆
* Ring...* I looked at my phone and saw it was Rugge. I picked it up with the wonderfull words from Adele.

Me: Hello, it's me, I was wondering if after al these years you'd like to meet.
Rugge: Hello, is it me you looking for?
Me: No I'm actually looking for Adele.
Rugge: Oh than; you used to call me on my sellphone...
Me: Hey dude, how are you?
Rugge: Great! After you've ruined our career, great.
Me: Hu... didn't expect that.
Rugge: Do you want to hang out tonight, just seeing beautiful girls giving everything to you?
Me: I like you thinking that way.
Rugge: Does the witch doesn't mind?
Me: The witch left me.
Rugge: Relation ship goals!
Me: Dude... Not funny... No one's cleaning my mess. Really I would like to do something with you but my shoes are somewhere under my 3000 clothes. So yeah...
Rugge: You are coming if you'd like it or not. Truth and dare. Lot of girls with tiny dresses.
Me: Really?
Rugge: No that was just the perfect world how we want it to be...
Me: That's a shame.
Rugge: It is. Hey could you do me a faver. There's someone tomorrow and I have to teach him how to play football, are you going with me. Wait ofcourse you are.
Me: No I-
Rugge: Okay see you tomorrow!
¤Phone call ends¤

Damn my ' How long can you sleep' day is ruined by someone who can't play football. I mean that's not my problem.

*Bzz...bzz*
It's a message from Rugge maybe he says I don't have to go.

Rugge: It's tomorrow 10.00 am. Be there. We have to learn him how to play football. Sia, with Cheap Thrills.

Damn Daniel that's early. It's 01.00 am now so I can watch a movie. I have to be there in 9 hours. Maybe I can watch even 2 movies.

Message to Rugge:
I can't sleep and I'm boring myself what should I do?

* Bzz... bzz*
Rugge: Dream about the perfect girl... like those girls who are in the 'Playboy' that's how I always fall in sleep.

Me: Dude you have a girlfriend.

Rugge: So? I always can dream of the good things?!

Me: You're rude... I don't like you any longer.

Rugge: No I love my girlfriend, I have a girlfriend... you can't say so can you?

Me: Yeah, bye