"Get me a really nice frappe." I told Lauren.

I was currently at Starbucks, while she was working.

She rolled her eyes and walked away.

I was reading a book, while sat by myself.

"Aw, look who it is." I heard someone say.

I looked up from my book and saw that guy.

Oh my God. Where does he come from?

I furrowed my eyebrows at him.

"How you doing, Playtex?" He gave me a head nod.

"Great. Thanks." I clenched my jaw.

He took a seat opposite me and put his hands in front of him.

"Right okay then." I said, while closing my book.

"Watcha reading?" He asked.

I showed him the cover, "The Kite Runner."

"Never heard of it. What's it about?" He asked as if he was genuinely interested.

I was surprised.

"It's about a boy, Amir, who grew up in Afghanistan. One of his best friends, Hassan, who is actually his brother, has basically always got his back since he's a coward. One day, Hassan was getting beaten up by some older boys and Amir saw it all but since he's a coward, he didn't do anything. He basically feels so much guilt, he becomes horrible to Hassan. Hassan and his "dad" leave Amir's family. Anyway, the Russians start war in Afghanistan so Amir and his dad leave the country and move to America. Years later, after the Russians have gone, a group form in Afghanistan, which are the Talibans. So Amir is happily married but he has to go back home urgently. When he gets there, he's told that Hassan is actually his brother and was killed. Amir then needs to go and find his nephew and take him so his life is better in America." I explained.

The guy looked at me with his jaw wide open.

"Wow." He said.

"What?" I laughed lightly.

"That sounds amazing." He said.

"Well, both the book and film are good and made me cry endlessly." I smiled.

"I might watch it or read it." He said.

"I'm Camila, by the way. So you can stop calling me Playtex." I informed him.

"Awh, I liked that nickname." He pouted. "I'm Neymar."

"Nice to meet you Neymar."

"You too Camila." Neymar smiled.

Lauren eventually came over and placed the frappe down in front of me.

She looked over at Neymar then at me.

"Oh Neymar, this is my best friend, Lauren." I said.

"Nice to meet you Lauren, I'm Neymar. I guess I'm a friend of Camila's." He put his hand out.

Lauren quickly wiped her hands on her apron then shook Neymar's hand.

"Nice to meet you too. I'll leave you guys alone." Lauren nudged me.

I rolled my eyes.

"Tell me about yourself Playtex."

"Okay. Well, I'm from the USA, I'm nineteen y-"

"Wait, you're nineteen?!"

"Uh yeah." I said taking a sip of my drink.

"God damn, you do not look it." He huffed.

I smiled.

"Well, what about you then?" I asked.

"Well, I'm Brazilian, I'm 24, I'm a professional footballer-"

"That's where I know you from!" I exclaimed.

"Oh, so you already did your research?" He smirked.

"No. I just didn't know where I recognized you from but you answered my question." I smiled.

"Well it was nice meeting you properly Playtex. Or Camila. Whichever you prefer." He winked.

"Camila please." I beamed.

"Anyway, I know we're not exactly that close but can I have your number. Just to hang out some other time." He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

I chuckled, "Of course."

He gave me his phone and I inserted my number.

"Okay, I'll maybe text you later." He winked and then walked off.

Lauren came out of no where and shocked me by squealing loudly.

"I heard basically most of that! Oh my God Cam, a guy has come into your life!"

"What you trying to say?" I teased.

She giggled, "You so like him, don't even deny it."

"I mean, he's hot and all but I don't know if it's more I see in him." I picked up my frappe and drank it.

"Well maybe this guy is different."

"Maybe." I bit my lip.

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