The Foreigner {Neymar fanfiction}

Prolog

It was a typical morning in our village in the Amazonas. I woke up to the noise of animals outside my hut, so I decided to get out of bed and bring some coconuts for breakfast to our hut. My parents and my little brother Pedro were still sleeping.

When I went outside, I was surprised by what I saw. Some men built up a kind of walls with cloths and a lot of different cameras were standing around them. After observing the foreigners for a while, I went on to get some coconuts off a palm tree. To foreigners it might look ridiculous, but for me and the people in my village it was typical. People might think I'm a jungle kid (well, actually I am one), but for my conditions I think I'm pretty advanced. I knew there was a world different from ours with cameras and cars and clothes which didn't look like rags. As I tried to get my fourth coconut off the palm tree, I suddenly heard one of the men screaming.

“You, yeah you!” I turned around to see the man pointed at me. “Get off the tree, we're filming a commercial over here!”, he shouted. Just as I wanted to get off the ladder, another man stepped next to the one who shouted at me. “No, no, keep doing your thing”, he smiled to me. The man who screamed at me looked at him in confusion.

“It all looks more realistic if we have a native in the background. Let her do whatever she's doing up there”, the second man said to the shouting one. Then both of them turned back around to continue their work as I took my last coconut and went off the ladder.

About an hour later the man who let me stay on the ladder knocked at the door of my hut. “Come in”, I shouted from the kitchen, knowing it was him because I saw him coming.

“You did a great job up there”, the man began as I pointed at a chair, showing him he could sit down.

“A great job being me?”, I replied confused.

“Kind of.”, he answered, “you're a beautiful girl and were really authentic in our commercial spot, so I thought about something”

“Oh, thank you! But what did you think about?”, I asked.

“I have a photo shooting to do in Sao Paulo next week and we're still looking for a female model. When I saw you, I thought of you. You're naturally beautiful and that's exactly what we're looking for”, the man stated.

“Me? I don't think I'm the right one for that”

“Why Lu? Isn't that a great opportunity for you?”, I heard my mom saying from behind me. She must have listened to our conversation from the bathroom.

“I don't know, mom”, I said as I turned around to face her.

“You heard what you're mom said? She's right, you should try it at least. Didn't you ever want to get out of this jungle?” He was right. I wanted to get out of this jungle since I started thinking. It wasn't that I disliked my life but I knew that there was a big world out of this and I wanted to discover it.

“Alright”, I started, “I'll do it”

“Great! I'll pick you up tomorrow morning at eight. Make sure you have all the stuff you need with you”, the man smiled. “I'm Johnny by the way.” Johnny held out his hand to me, then to my mother.

“I'm Luciana”, I mumbled as I shook his hand.

In the morning I packed the rest of my stuff into my handbag. I didn't have a suitcase or anything and I was sure I didn't need more space for my things since I didn't own any make-up products or a lot of clothes. Only a little after I finished packing, I heard Johnny's truck outside. I took my bag and hugged my mom, dad and brother one last time before I left the house and sat down in the truck. Never before in my life did I drive in a car. “I'll take care of her and send you a letter about how she's doing as soon as we've finished the shooting!”, Johnny shouted to my parents which stood at the entrance of our hut with my brother. As the engine went off, they waved to us and I waved back to them. When I couldn't see them through the window anymore I turned around to see the open road. “I'm sure you'll like the city and your male shooting partner.” Johnny looked at me briefly, then looked back on the road. Male shooting partner?