Soccer, I had became familiarized by the friendly at the time sport at just a ripening age of six. Ben thought it would be fun and customary that I played soccer. To one day follow in his footsteps as a varsity big shot in high school. Although in his adult life he established a billion dollar company dedicated to making and selling the Worlds finest lawn-mower. Lisa however would've said differently. She met and married dad after he inherited his riches. Not too soon after I was conceived and she assumed the role of an arrogant, conceited housewife. She felt that the daughter of a Benhard should never engagein what she assumed was an "unlady-like activity that only homosexual heathens" participated in. Major eye roll. Anyhow as you can tell I became dedicated to the sport regardless of Lisa's rather ignorant opinion. In fact, before we left for Italy I had many scholarships and scouts already lined up. That witch ruined everything. "I think she's waking up..." "OMG it's you! He's you..you are you!" Fully awoke now, and freaked out by the fact that this really happened and wasn't a dream. "Haha," even his laugh is dreamy. "Yes bella its me, you hit your head pretty hard are you ok to stand?" Accent laced with pure sex.
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"Oh God I'm such an embarrassment, just leave me here to die!"
