Who Are You? The Football Manager.

Chapter 18: Welcome Back to the USA!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: HI GUYYSSS! I'M BACK AFTER FINISHING ALL MY AP TESTING! YAH! Did I learn Portuguese or Spanish?? I'll give you guess, go on, guess.

HOW MANY OF YOU GUESSED YES?

Because if you did then you would be wrong and I am disappointed in you. Also I would look at you like (-_-) because after 17 chapters I would think that you knew me well enough. However, I was productive when I wasn't updating. While I wasn't updating, I managed to convince @mrkqueen to finally write a book! And now she's super excited about being a writer! Yay! If you like original stories, then you should check it out.

Anyway, you're still going to have to correct me if my translations are wrong! And of course, you can hit me in the head with a football if I say something stupid like "Marcelo can't dance," or anything else like that because we all know that's why Marcelo's hair is so big, it's filled with Brazilian dancing secrets.

THANK YOU FOR BEING SO PATIENT WAITING FOR THIS UPDATE!! :) <3

*ARIANNA's POV*

"Is that everything?" Cristiano asked me as he put my suitcase in the trunk of his car.

"Yup," I told him, getting into my seat. I put my hair into a messy bun as Cristiano drove us to the airport.

Today I was leaving for America. First I had a nine hour flight from Madrid to Washington D.C. and then I would get on a five hour flight to Portland, Oregon. This was going to be a long trip, but Selena is supposed to be at Portland to pick me up.

Cristiano parked the car and we quickly went inside. I sighed in relief when I didn't see any cameras. Cristiano put on a hat and sunglasses as we made our way to check in. Once the lady at the check in counter had taken my bags, Cristiano and I went to a small cafe in the airport to get something for breakfast.

As I ate my muffin, Cristiano started asking me questions, "do you have your ticket?"

"Yes"

"Do you have your phone charger?"

"Yes"

"Do you have enough money?"

"Yes"

"Did you pack enough clothes?"

"Yes"

"Did you pack your favorite cleats?"

"Yes"

"Did you pack the right socks? The ones that don't make you itchy?"

"Yes"

"Did you pack a toothbrush?"

"Yes," he looked at me suspiciously.

"What about toothpaste?"

"YES, Cristiano I have everything," I told him, laughing.

"Ok, good," there was silence between us as I sipped my coffee.

"But make sure you call me when you land in Washington," Cristiano started again.

I rolled me eyes, he's never going to stop. "Cristiano, I will, but don't worry, this isn't the first time I've gone on a plane." I finished my drink and threw it away, "I'll be fine."

"Alright, do you need me to get you a taxi at Portland?"

"No," I told him, "Selena will be there to pick me up." Taking a look at the time, I said, "it's nearly 11:00 AM, I should go now."

"Bye Arianna," he wraps me in a hug, "stay safe, and don't forget to call me."

"I won't," I tell him smiling before I pull away. We walk towards the security checking and I wave to Cristiano as I make my way to the security guard. He waves back before turning and exiting the airport.