Just Friends - Neymar Jr

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Amelia POV:

A few days had passed since the party and I was mostly settled into Neymar's now. I sold all my furniture from my apartment, since he obviously already had his own, so now I had quite a bit of money to spare.

He was at training, whilst I sat at the dining room table, which was now cluttered with my laptop and multiple sheets of paper. I was looking for a job and at first I was just going to do a little one, like Starbucks or something but Neymar made it clear that it's too open and people would just come in to ask me questions.

So now here I was, looking through the qualifications I already had, to maybe start a new career, an actual, yearly wage, paying job. My achievements were all over the place though, thanks to my parents, as they never let me finish school in Brasil. So the year I spent back in Spain, when I turned eighteen was hectic as the entire course for every subject was completely different.

I found a website, where you entered your qualifications and it showed you what jobs you'd be able to do with them. After a few moments of loading, I was faced with nothing but disappointment. I scrolled through and found Chef, which made me audibly laugh, before shutting my computer and shifting through the papers I had with me.

My eyes lit up seeing one page in particular. My half-finished degree in physiotherapy. Once I had realised that being a girl and playing football, whilst it bought me joy, would never bring me enough money to live off, I went through a stage of telling everyone I was going to be a physiotherapist so I could still be doing something that involved my love for football.

It was half finished because my dad and I were arguing and he decided to pull me out of uni, not wanting to pay for a girl's education in the first place since they belonged at home. I had to beg him to let me go and with the surprising help from my mum he had paid for it. But that also meant he unfortunately had the power of saying he'd pull me out whenever I did or said something he didn't agree with.

Opening my laptop once more, I searched up my old University and called the number on the website from my phone.

"It's XX University, how can I help?" a woman spoke on the other side.
"Hi! Sorry, I just had a question. I went here a few years ago but wasn't able to finish my course. I was wondering if I'd be able to start where I left off or would I have to re-administer myself and start over?" I prayed it was the first option.

"You're welcome to do either. If you finish where you left off then I'm afraid all classes and work will be done online and you would only ever come to campus on your graduation. However, restarting the course, you'd be able to sit down in classes and have the proper experience of XX University!"
"Okay, thank you. How do I go about getting the work and being put back onto registers and things?" I asked.
"Just give me a call once you've made your decision and I can do it all over the phone for you," her customer service voice was very annoying but I appreciated the help.
"Okay, thank you. I'll talk to you soon then, bye!"

I texted Neymar, excited.
"Guess who might be getting them self a proper job??"
He read the message and called me.
"Olá linda, what did you decide on?" he asked me. It sounded like he was in a car with a few people since there was a lot of background noise.

"I'll talk to you when you're home, have fun with them lot!" I said, not wanting to be the annoying girlfriend that stopped a guy from hanging with his friends.
"No I wanna talk to you now! Tell me what you chose!" he sounded more excited than me, making me laugh.

"Remember I told you I managed to join a Uni over here but my dad pulled me out? I called them up to see if I could finish my course or start all over. If I want to start where I left off then all the works online but if I start over then I can go on campus. But to be honest, I think online is better, I hate people," I laughed.