Edited 02.02.2019

Chapter 2 | I AM 93
Marsella's POV
Two and a half hour had passed so quickly. I wandered around the city, talked to locals and took many photos of this beautiful city. My tummy roared in protest, I lost a track of time that I forget to feed myself. I made my way to some restaurant and ordered some paela. It's a spanish food.
Just as I began eating, my phone buzzed.
Incoming call: Jonathan
"Yeay, he called!" I said in excitement tone. I slid the green button.
Marsella: Hello big bro?
Jonathan: Have you landed?
Marsella: Yep, landed safe and sound.
Jonathan: Good, so have you eaten anything?
My dearest big brother lived in England, London to be specific. He finally became an international football player whom played for Tottenham Hotspur F.C.
At first I didn't believe him. I mean, why the hell Tottenham want to recruite my big brother. Then I started to realize he really good at football. Just wait until he can finally play for the Blues.
Marsella: Yes, Big Jo. I can take care of myself. What's gotten into you?
Jonathan : what do you mean?
Marsella : you asked unimportant question. It didn't sound like you.
Jonathan : I'm fine. My phone didn't ring as much as it used to be. I barely get notification from my little sister. Have you forgotten me?
Ah now I remember, since I got here, I barely touched my phone. I was busy with my camera and talked to locals. I used to annoy him by calling once an hour.
Marsella : you should be happy, right? Why wouldn't you?
Jonathan : I started to get used to it then you started to stop calling me. Make me feels like useless brother!
Marsella : Aw, you missed me already. I know big bro it's okay. Just admit it.
Jonathan : I hate you!
Marsella : hate you more (chuckled, then drank all the chocolate milk)
Jonathan : what are you doing? What's with the sound?
Marsella : See, you asked that again. (laughed so hard)
Jonathan : Shut it down. Hate you so much.
Marsella : if I tell you something about my experience here, would it make you feel useful? At least not useless.
Jonathan : maybe, so what's up?
Marsella : you're just being so cute for a brother sister moment.
Jonathan : Shut up!
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MARCSELLA | MM93
Fanfiction21 years old young woman accidentally bumped into the famous MotoGP reign World Champion, Marc Marquez. Not once, but so many times. Meet Marsella, a travel enthusias which lost her passport while traveling to spain. With still carrying her dark pa...
