The hotel is better than I thought, Erwan really did a great job here. Every room is decorated with pictures of the player, with his club and the national team. The players seemed impressed to see the hotel and the rooms. It's a good place to do a good world cup. I have a room at the first floor, between Erwan and Didier. Even I have pictures in my room! On the desk, there are photos of me with the players, with the staff, at Clairefontaine, after the matches, during trainings, etc. There also are pictures of my family and my friends. On the wall, in blue letters is written "impossible n'est pas Français" which means impossible is not a French word, our slogan for this world cup. On the wall above my bed is also written "Aslinn Martin, le rayon de soleil quotidien de l'équipe de France." which means Aslinn Martin ; the daily sunbeam of France national team. I have to find Erwan and thank him for that, this is so cute! I'm going to feel at ease in this room, perfectly at ease. I take some pictures and post them on the social networks so that my friends and all the France NT's lovers who follow me can have some news about us.
I start unpacking my stuff and put more comfortable clothes when the door of my room suddenly opens.
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" As' come with us! " Paul says entering my room.
" What? Where? I have to finish unpacking my things. "
" You'll do that later don't worry, come with us, we're gonna explore the hotel. "
He leaves me no choice, grabbing my hand and pushing me out of my room. I just have time to grab the keys of my room to close the door. In the corridor, Karim, Raphaël, Morgan, and Antoine are standing.
" Here she is! " Karim exclaims. " And in a sexy outfit, please. " he adds staring at me.
" That's his fault! " I point at Paul. " I wanted to take a jacket or something but he didn't let me. And stop staring at me like that, guys. Haven't you seen legs before!? " I joke.
" Not legs that sexy. " Antoine whispers staring at my legs too. Of course, we all heard what he's just said so the guys begin to tease us while my face is turning into a tomato.
" Sorry. I didn't mean that. Well yes, I mean it, you have sexy legs. But I didn't want to say it out loud. And now I think I better shut up before embarrassing myself more. " Antoine says with his cute little cheeks turning red.
" That's a good idea Antoine, indeed! " Paul teases him putting an arm on his shoulders. " And you don't need to put anything on As', it's hot in this country, and these guys here will behave. "
We head towards the training room where we find all sort of weight machines. Then there's a small ground where we can play football, basketball, or badminton. We finally go into a big room where are situated 4 sofas with 4 big TVs. The video games room. If you want to make a football player happy, you just have to let him play video games. That's a lesson I've learned working with France national team. Football players are kids, nothing more. In the room, Rémy Cabella, Patrice Evra, and Loic Rémy are already playing.
