Chapter 3

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During dinner I sat in the middle of Tessa and James, the biggest football fan and my co-intern. 

Michael sat opposite me, and Andre sat opposite of Tessa, the rest of his entourage found there place near Andre

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Michael sat opposite me, and Andre sat opposite of Tessa, the rest of his entourage found there place near Andre.



In the middle of dinner, I looked down my phone and saw that James texted me, "he keeps looking at you", I looked up to him and whispered, "Who?"



"Silva" he mouthed.


I rolled my eyes, that's impossible, so I kicked James' shin so he would stop.


I looked at Silva and I did caught him looking, I noticed that I might be acting like a kid, so I sat straight and continued dinner. Dinner consisted of Nike- related talk, football and life in general blah blah blah.



We bid our goodbyes and because my place is near, I waited for everyone to leave first. I started walking, I heard someone said "Hey!" and it was Andre running,



"Hey! Hot shot!" I replied, why? Hot shot? Stella? What?


"Where are you going?" he said, I don't think he heard the latter, he was sorta panting.


"Home?"


"Alone? It's kinda late"


"The building is 4 blocks away, I don't mind."


"Can I walk with you?"



The first minute was pretty quiet. So I broke the silence by asking where his entourage went,


"Well... My brother, is staying at our hotel room, probably gonna play FIFA, my older cousins and Michael are going to a Pub."


"Oh, well how about you?", "I mean... After?"


"No plans really...", "so are you dating that James guy?"


"Oh no! No! Ugh, it's like almost incest vibe" we laughed at my reaction.

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