She is Love

Chapter 2



Anaïs Calvet’s P.O.V.

          The weekend came by pretty quickly. I had spent most of it studying for my tests and it was nice to sleep in even if it was just for a day. I pushed the covers away and walked out of bed as into my bathroom to wash my face. I fixed my shirt and was ready to head downstairs. I was surprised to see my father there.

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The boys with blue eyes

Chapter 5 - Practice makes perfect



Alba’s P.O.V.

          It was weird showing Sergi my place. It still looked pretty simple. My room was still just a mattress on the floor and my guitar. I had a couch now in the living room with a small table and the blue made the room come alive. Sergi turned to me surprised when he saw my room.

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She is Love

Chapter 1



Marc Bartra’s P.O.V.

          I walked out of the locker room and just shared to go home. The cold wind hit me hard and I had to accept that there was no way I was going home tonight. I felt really tired and the match had taken a lot out of me. I was walking towards the bus that was going to take us to the hotel and before I could reach it I saw Gerard Romero.

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The Way I Loved You

Chapter 3

 

         The next morning was weird. I woke up with the biggest urge to paint. I didn’t know where it was coming from but I needed to paint to feel back to normal, or my normal. I got out of bed and quickly started to search around my whole apartment to see if I had a little bit of paint or canvas but, just like I thought, I didn’t have any. I jumped into my couch leaving my place how it was and closed my eyes. I started taking deep breaths wondering if it would stop my heart from beating fast.

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Is this really happening?

Chapter 4 - I just need to get it out of my system.

                                                                  Clara

             That went great, I think to myself as I step out of the building and into the busy street. I start making my way back to my hotel since I have nothing better to do. I don’t know anyone in this city and it feels weird. I’m not paying attention to the people that pass me or the amazing stores I loved. I just want to go to my room in the hotel and video chat with my best friend. I need someone to be on my side and not insult me, well… call me a slut.

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The Boy With Blue Eyes

Chapter 4 - The End of May



Sergi Roberto’s P.O.V.

          You can say I was a bit obsessed with her. Every time I went to see Karla, I would look out her window to see if I saw her again. I also was waiting to hear a guitar, but I never did. I was going to give up until that weird morning at the end of May.

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When did my life become a lie?

Chapter 3 - My Guardian Angel



            I hung up the phone and was ready to release my anger. It was midweek and for the first time in a while I am not looking forwards to my weekend. Usually my weekend involve Atleti and my best friend Adriana in our Atleti jerseys and lots and lots of alcohol. I used the weekend to relax from my stressful weekdays of classes and work, but this weekend I won’t have time to relax. I pushed away my computer and stood up from my bed. I started pacing back and forth trying to not start screaming at everything. I knew my life was one lie after another to my parents but I have no idea what lie can I use for this weekend.

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The Way I Loved You

Chapter 2

          I woke up the next morning in a bit of a daze. Instead of being bright eve and read to start my day, I was wanting to spend the my say in bed and under the covers. I was thinking of Cristian most of the night because I still couldn’t believe I ran into him yesterday. It only took a week of me being back for me to run into him. I pulled the light blanket away from my face and pushed back my hair and looked up at the ceiling. I closed my eyes again hoping to fall back asleep but it was almost impossible.

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Is this really happening?

Chapter 3 - The other woman

                                                                 Blanca

            Life constantly gives you unexpected surprises like I don’t know maybe your boyfriend’s summer hook up coming over. I don’t understand why they want to meet up again if it wasn’t anything serious, a hook up is a hook up. Are they going to be friends now or something? That’s just weird, I think to myself as I finish my morning coffee. I sit back on my chair and run my fingers through my messy hair. I decide to stop thinking about the whole thing and walk back to our room in search for Bojan. I reach the door to our room and lean against it. I see Bojan walk out of the shower with a towel around his waist.

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Juanito and me

Chapter 4



         After that summer things went by pretty smoothly. My father and I started a new routine. Even though I was just a little girl, I had to help out around the house. I started doing my own lunch boxes every morning while my father made breakfast for both of us. He would take me to school every morning and after school I would either be at the club playing with Lauryn while Juan was training or I would be at Juan’s house until my father picked me up.

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