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we wake up around 9 o'clock. bom dia alex. [ good morning ] bom dia, you excited? alex responds. sim eu sou. [ yes I am ] that's good, now come on I want to eat, she says. so we go downstairs and are greeted by my dad.

olá pai, I say to him. [ hi dad ] olá garotas, how are you? he asks. [ hi girls ] we're good thank u for asking, alex answers. that's good! are y'all going to the barça match? he asks. sim, we're going. alex's parents bought us tickets, I answer. amazing! I'm going aswell, he says. I smile and we eat our breakfast. once we finish our food, I take a everything shower. I wash my hair, body and shave. after I dry myself, I put my favourite scented bodycream on. it has the scent of roses.

once I finish with everything alex takes a shower too. while she showers, I dry my hair and do my skincare and make up. in the meantime alex was finished and put her outfit on. I quickly finish doing my make up and let alex use it. I straighten my hair and put my oufit on too. alex also was done quick with her make up. the match starts at 16.15p.m but my dad wants to go there a little bit earlier, since he knows the team and wants to see them again. with a little bit earlier I mean 3 hours. it is 1p.m.

when we're finally done we head to our car, where our driver is already waiting for us. in the car I sit next to alex and my dad in front next to the driver. we make a lot of tiktoks and pictures. the drive wasn't too long, there were a few people at the stadium already waiting for the match. we walk to the entrance of the stadium, we just meed to scan our tickets and we continue walking, probably just because they know my dad.

the stadium was huge, I was literally in shock. me and alex just follow my dad since he played here before already. also he shows us the places where we will be during the match, it was so close to the pitch, that's actually where we're heading to now. I assume the team has training, I'm not sure tho 'cause I'm not a specialist of football. my dad is greeted by the coach and they start to talk. so did alex and I as we were watching them train. look there are the guys from last time, alex said as we both look our way to them. they did the same. ohh yeaa, so you did infact not lie, I say. no why would I lie to you, she answers. oh and just a friendly reminder, you have bernal's name on the back of your shirt, she adds on. oh yea shit well great, he probably thinks now that I am one of his crazy fangirls or stalkers, I joke. alex just looks at me and bursts out laughing while I just annoyed.

after some time my dad walks towards us looking very happy. that could mean two things: he had a really great conversation with the coach and the rest of the team or he has a offer. well guess what? it was the second one. great news! they offered me to be a player again, he says. oh yeah fantastic! now I will be here more times and they really think I'm a stalker, I say sarcastically. my dad just looks confused while alex tries to hold back her laughter. that's a story for later but I'm happy for u dad, I say after some time.

after some hours the stadium begins to fill up with people, we were so lucky to take pictures from the top of the stadium. it was a friendly match against as monaco. the atmosphere is so supporting, so was my dad. he screams as if he coaches the team, totally a fangirl. in the first half not much happened, no goals. my dad explained what they did wrong and what they need to do to score a goal, if I'm honest I didn't understand any of it but I totally agree with him. the second half begins. after some time they're changing players. in the 56' minute a goal is scored by camara for as monaco, my dad was actually in shock but whatever. in the 69' minute a goal is scored by pablo torre assisted by raphina, dad update; fangirling again. another goal was scored in the 86' minute by lewandowski assisted by lamine yamal. the game goes on without any goals so the score stays 2-1 for fcbarcelona.

my dad literally forces me and alex to go on to the field, I don't know how he can do that, probably just famous people power. so without a choice we go on to the field, and just follow my dad. he congratulates everyone, so we did that too. this is so cool you can literally do this every match, alex says. yea but I won't so no problem, I answer. yeah yeah whatever fix your attitude we're going to your stalking victims, she giggles. this bitch.
I can feel that they all look at me, so I asked alex and she confirmed it. girlpower. my dad just quickly congratulates them quickly and runs to the other side of the world again.

we walk towards them, thinking that this conversation is going to be really akward but they're actually chill and funny. hi good game, alex says. thank u, one of them says. well their sort of conversation was a bit akward. yeaa, good game but uh rude question, what are your names, I ask them. damn, I feel so embarrassed. never thought that the daugher of neymar would ask us that question, one of them says. anyways I'm lamine, héctor, marc and fermín, he continues and pointing to everyone. well nice to finally officially meet you guys, I say sarcastically. yea, anyway are you coming to the dinner tomorrow, héctor asks me. uhhh, what dinner? oh your dad probably hasn't told you yet but a dinner for barça players and their family and some staff, he answers. oohh, well probably I won't have a choice, I say. we keep on talking for a bit, also when we leave the field.

well we must go in here but it was nice to meet you two, lamine says. yess it was, see y'all soon probably, I say. they walk of as I feel someone tapping on my shoulder. marc bernal. I like your jersey, he says. oh yea thank u, alex bought it for me, I answer. wear it more often, he says as he walks of.

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