I was in the locker room getting ready for the game. I slipped on my football shorts, my shin guards and my cleats. I then put on my tank top and stared at my jersey. It had the number 10 and Bartra on it. I smiled remembering the day I first got my jersey.
Flashback
'So are you excited on choosing your jersey?' Marc asked
'Yeah' was all I could say
We walked to Pep's office. I entered the room and saw some of the Barcelona boys there.
'So Belle are you ready?' Pep asked
'Yeah what numbers do you have?' I asked
'We have 4, 7, 10, 11, 16, and 22. now you decide what you want.' Pep said
'Um I don't know. Why is it so hard just to choose a number?' I said sighing
The boys just laughed.
'Help me guys, this is like the most difficult choose of my life.' I said
'How about you come again tomorrow with your final chose. Don't worry these numbers will still be open.' Pep said
I nodded and we all headed out.
'We should get something to eat.' Messi said
'Yeah I'm starving.' I said
We walked to a restaurant and the host asked for how many people. It was Marc, Ger, Thiago, Messi, Puyol, Ana, Xavi, Villa, Bojan, and me.
'10' I said
'Right this way.' the host said
She seated us and asked for our drinks and what we want to eat. After we ordered we all began talking when this couple came up to all of us.
'Sorry we don't mean to disturb but our son here is a big Barcelona fan and we were wondering if we can get an autograph for him.' the mother said
'From all of us' Messi said
'Yeah even you and Ana.' the little boy said to me and Ana
'Sure what's your name?' I asked
'Sergi' he said
'Well Sergi how old are you?' I asked
'I just turned 10 a couple of days ago' he said
'Well happy belated birthday' I said
'Thank you.' he said
After the we gave him his autographs our food came and we dug in. We all decided to chip in 10 so we can pay the bill. We left the restaurant and headed our separate ways. Marc and I were walking to his car when I found 10 euros on the floor. I picked them up and looked around to see if anyone dropped it. I saw no one. I got in the car and Marc started driving home.
'So have you decided yet?' Marc asked me
'Yeah. I think I got the message on what number I should choose.' I said smiling
Flashback over
I smiled to myself and put my jersey on. I headed out the locker room. I walked up to my team mates and Juliet handed me my captain's armband. I slipped it on my left arm and we all walked out to the field. The crowd was going crazy once we came out. The referee called me over and the Real Madrid captain over. I looked up and saw Luz not really a surprise. She smiled at me and I looked at her confused. We did the coin toss and I called tails which it was. I picked my field but Real Madrid gets the ball first. I shook hands with the referee's and then shook hands with Luz. I was preparing for a tight hand shake but it wasn't at all which made me even more confused. I jogged over to my team and the game started.
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