In which a girl moves to Barcelona with her best friend and ends up spending a heck of a lot of time with the one and only Neymar Jr.
Would she go far into a relationship with him? Or would it just be "friends"? What happens between them both?
I jumped straight into the shower, so that I was all clean for the party tonight.
Marc somehow got my number and texted me, making sure Lauren and I were definitely coming. I informed him that Rafinha had asked us and he was going to be picking us up and taking us to the venue. Marc was pretty pleased by the idea.
Whilst I was in the shower, I washed my hair with a tea tree mint smelling shampoo and conditioner. I then shaved my legs, quickly and finally, got onto washing my body with a coconut body gel.
I felt clean and hydrated and then stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my timid body.
I got out another towel and rinsed my hair lightly with it before throwing the towel around my hair and keeping it up.
I walked to my bedroom and looked through my wardrobe for an outfit that suited the night. I settled with a very short, tight black dress that was very plain.
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After dressing myself, I sat down in front of my mirror and started doing my makeup. I decided to go for quite a glam look, with some glittery, sparkly eye makeup and some wispy false lashes. I made sure my highlight was very glowy. For my lips, I put on a bright red lipstick as it was a very seductive colour that I liked.
I then dried my hair, with a blow dryer before straightening it and then hair spraying my long, thin hair, back so it looked very sleek, in a slick back look.
Finally, I completed my outfit with a small golden bracelet, a golden choker and some gold heels.
I spritzed some perfume around my body and then got out a small clutch, filling in a few things I needed for the night.
"Camz, are you ready?" Lauren shouted from downstairs.
"Yeah, I'm coming!" I replied.
I tidied my bedroom quickly and then rushed downstairs to see my stunning bestfriend, in front of me.
She was wearing a khaki bodycon dress, which was long sleeved and came mid thigh. Her makeup was very subtle but looked so pretty and glistening. Her hair was left natural, in its wavy form.
"Holy shit. You are fire." I said, looking at her up and down.
"Fuck my life, you slay." She complimented me.
We both looked at each other and laughed.
"Rafinha said he'd be here soon," she said checking her phone.
I nodded at her and then looked at some Snachat stories.
It was a very rare occasion that Neymar would post on his story but I looked at it anyway.
It was a picture of Bruna and she was wearing a nude dress that showed her curves off perfectly.
She wasn't looking at the camera but at her own phone.
