“Hello,” I pick up, excited to know it is my mom calling.“Daughter, oh my love, Happy birthday—" my mother almost crying— “Ah, Donna...I'm missing you so much, my daughter. I'm sorry I didn't call before, but you know how things are here. I miss you; Mom and Dad love you. I have to be quick; the call is expensive, but wait for a few minutes, let me pass it on to your brother.”“Hi Lena, happy birthday,” my brother Miguel says cheerfully.“Oh, thank you, little brother. I miss you.”“I don’t.” He breaks into an annoying evil laugh but later says, “I miss you more. By the way, did you see the Barcelona game? Hunter Blanco paid tribute to you! I can’t believe it!” he says, laughing. Ah, Gu, you don't even know the truth in his words.“I heard something about it. Funny right?” I say, disguising my true emotion.“I read the papers, don’t lie to me. I love you, Lena. Dad is busy but he has passed on his wishes and apologised that he couldn’t talk,” he says.“I love you so much, Gu, see you

“No, I'll stay here. Does any player know how to dance in this life?” He jokes that he is left footed. That is cute of him.Sophia and I walk down the stairs to the dance floor. Right now, I'm thanking my parents for my dance lessons. I have always liked dancing and could even move to incredibly fast rhythms. Sophia and I quickly hook up, and it feels as though we have similar wavelengths. I've never fit in so fast.People come and talk to me, asking me where I am from, what I am doing, until they ask me how long Hunter and I have been together. I understand right away why all these questions. They know I am with him. A few songs later, a choreographed songs begins, one I know by heart, as I had already taught it to my students.In the middle of the song, a circle opens on the dancefloor. Several people jump in and dance one at a time, until they push Sophia and me into the center. I am embarrassed because the dance steps require a certain sensuality but I am alone. Sophia and I dance

I leave the mall with a full head of feelings. People are approaching me and talking randomly about Hunter all the time. The girls and I go to a salon to enjoy some manicures and pedicures.Obviously, the ladies at the salon go ballistic and treat me like some celebrity. But even though a beauty salon is the gossipiest place in the world, they give me space. I am getting my feet done when I text Hunter.*Selena: I'm in the lounge across the street from the apartment.A minute later, he answers me.*Hunter: Are you trying to make yourself more beautiful? Haha.I answer back.*Selena: I'm in the salon and not in the plastic surgery clinic ;)*Hunter: Not that you need anything, see you later beautiful ♥.He sent me a heart, is that right? Why would he send a heart to his "friend"?We return home two hours later. I did it all, the complete package: manicures, pedicures, hair, makeup, threading, full body and Brazilian waxing so that I would be nice and smooth.We enter the apartment and

The party was amazing, in fact all the parties I had attended seemed nothing in comparison, this was literally like a festival. I didn't imagine that rich people could also have so much fun. It is already 5 a.m. and I am exhausted. We leave out through the back door, not wanting any more pictures for the night. We get into the Ferrari and go to his house, because I have forgotten my apartment keys.“I am such an idiot” I whine, sitting into his car.“I am glad you forgot your keys; besides I get to spend more time with you” he says and gives the most heartwarming smile.We arrive at Hunter's ''dream castle''. It is just before dawn and already too hot. Was it summer already? Is it actually too hot in here? Or is it just me?There was pin drop silence in the house as we could literally hear the echo of our footsteps.“Are you hungry?” he asks, walking to the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water.“Nope” I reply nodding my head, watching his Adam’s apple dance up and down as he drank wa

“It's not what you're thinking.” He chuckles to ease the tension, saying, “But you don't need to act like you didn't get a red grade at school.” He laughs. “Will you open it please?”I open the case and find a white gold bracelet imitating arabesques and red dots imitating roses. The diamonds and rubies are shining brightly. I am amazed by his thoughtful gesture not to mention closing my mouth, trying to close my eyes as I could not stop staring at the beautiful bracelet.“Selena Garcia, the girl with the prettiest stained blouse I've ever seen and a motor mouth that won’t stop, will you agree to be my girlfriend?” he says with his deep, intense, sexy voice. I absolutely cannot believe it! Is he doing this for real?“Yes... Oh my God... Yes!” I reply, full of tears and watch him tying the shining bauble onto my wrist.He holds my face carefully and kisses me like I am the thing he’s wanted most. It’s amazing how no matter how many times we kissed, it never seemed enough!It is almost n