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Chapter 3.

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When I awoke again, I was at home, in my bed. I sighed a sigh of relief and climbed out of my bed. I shoved some skinny jeans on and a shirt and took 2 stairs at a time down, it smelt like freshly baked gingerbread, I love that smell! I flung the door open and wandered over to the kitchen, I took a seat on the island, watching Madison bake gingerbread from my families secret recipe, I remember telling it to Madi when my mom and dad died. She memorised it and would bake it whenever I was upset or ill, just like I did to her, and the smell makes me instantly better. 

"Hey Madi." I smiled, she turned around and placed a gingerbread cookie in front of me, I beamed and sunk my teeth into it's soft dough-like structure, melting into it's tastiness. 

"You like it?" Madison raised an eyebrow, 

"Do I like it? I love it, thanks so much!" I grinned, 

"Thanks! You're welcome, honney." Madison grinned, 

"So! I wanna ask you something." 

"What?" Madi leant over the island and shot me a curious look, 

"Well, would you like to see Real Madrid?" I smirked, 

"Again? What, oh my god! Their playing here again?!" Madison shot up out of her seat, 

"No! In Spain." I laughed, 

"In Spain? You got us..." She trailed off, shocked. 

"Look what Rhys got us!" I waved the tickets around, 

"Oh my god! Oh my god! In the Santiago Bernabeau! OMG BARCALONA!" 

"Yeah! El Clasico." I giggled, 

"Hey wait, that's in 3 days..." Madi looked shocked, 

"Yeah we're leaving tomorrow, 10am." I shrugged, 

"SHOPPING." Madison shrieked, dragging me to get some shoes on, oh god... 

"OMG. Maria! It's beautiful." Madison squealed, I was wearing the latest Real Madrid football shirt with 'Ronaldo 7' on the back, tucked into some denim shorts and my white and black Nike blazers, I had my hair in loose curls, the red clashing with my outfit. My make-up was light and Madison loved my match day outfit, so did I really!

"Thanks! We're done! Finally! I'm tired..." I yawned, 

"Yeah, let's go sleep, see you tomorrow." Madi giggled.</pre>

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