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"So you're a Barça fan?" Marc clarifies. "Definetly," I say. "I approve," Marc says, nodding his head. "I mean doesn't everyone," I respond, flipping my hair. "Except Marco" Mario says. "What, how could you?" I gasp, looking at Marco. "I thought we were friends!" He smirks before answering. "Well, you thought wrong" "Oh really, because 10 minutes ago, you called me schatz," I shot back. "WHAT?!" the boys burst out. Marco glared at me as his cheeks turned pink. I crossed my arms and smirk at him. "Your better watch your back, Martinez," Marco warned, narrowing his eyes. "Don't worry about me, Rolls Royce," I reply, getting up. I round the table and ruffle his hair before walking off. - - - - - - - - THIS BOOK IS LITERALLY SO BAD JUST FYI ITS ONE OF THE FIRST BOOKS I WROTE WHEN I WAS 15😭. So read at your own discretion. DISCLAIMER: Imagine the whole team is 19-27 years old. Marco is 19. This book was written a while back but I've made some changes to make it more up to date. Started: 24 December 2018 Completed: 29 September 2019
Before You Begin
