I woke up the next morning and found that I had a massive headache even though I hadn't drunk ANYTHING last night. No I had a headache because I spent all night thinking about that STUPID Christiano Ronaldo. That pain in the arse was such a good dancer and they way he held me. I may have put up a good show of my defiance, but I was melting on the inside.

But then I remembered all the times he was snob and a show of and a jerk. I kept running all this through my head and didn't sleep a wink. I got up and went downstairs and got a cup of coffee. My father was already downstairs and he smiled when he saw me,

"Sleep well?"

"No. I was up all night. I couldn't sleep for the life of me."

"Do you want to come into work with me?"

"Eh, I'll come I later. I want to take a shower and call Ewan first."

"Alright. Well then I'm off." He kissed my head, "Tell Ewan I said hi."

"Will do." Ewan Mcgregor was a good friend of mine. I met him at a Manchester United game and we hit it off. He was a character, and his wife was the sweetest woman ever. I would baby sit for Eve and Ewan when I was in England. I picked up my phone and made a the call,

"Hello?"

"Ewan?"

"Sam! Good to hear from you love!"

"You too. So are you coming today or not?"

"Well…"

"Ewan…did you ask Eve or not."

"I did…"

"And…"

"And-"

"And I said he can't go unless I come too."

"EVE!"

"Hello darling."

"Of course you can come! Dad will be pleased to see you both."

"Alright, we'll both be there. Here's Ewan."

"Ello again."

"So when will you guys be here?"

"Five o'clock again this afternoon."

" I'll pick you both up at the airport and then we can surprise dad at practice."

"Fair enough. See you later then love."

"Adios." With that I hung the phone up and got in the shower. Then my phone began to ring,

"Ello?"

"Going British on me?"

"Cristiano? How did you get my number?"

"Pepe,"

"Oh I'm going to kill him."

"Are you coming to practice today?"

"Why do you care?"

"Don't you want to see my face again?"

"Aren't you full of it."

"Well are you coming?" I bit my lip,

"Yeah but it'll be later, and I won't be alone."

"Oh, bringing a boyfriend are you?"

"Oh shut it Cristiano. Look I have to go, I'm in the shower."

"Oh now THAT'S an image."

"Why you little-"

"Listen gotta go love, chow!" Ugh. Pain the butt. I got out and made myself lunch. When I was done it was time to pick up the McGregor's. I got to the airport and waited about ten minutes when their plane in.

"Ewan!"

"Samantha Esmeralda Mourinho Porter!" He wrapped me in a hug and kissed me on both cheeks. Funny how the English speaking people call me Samantha Esemeralda Mourinho Porter, and the rest of the world called me Esmeralda Samantha Porter Mourinho. Except for Iker and occasionally Sergio.

"Where's Eve?"

"Her mother had an accident and she decided to stay. She told me to come though."

"Is she okay?"

"She's broken her leg but other than that she's good."

"Well let's go surprise dad." And with that we were off.