"Lexi,come on!"my stepdad Josep shout from downstairs.
"I'm coming in a minute" I shouted back.
Yeah,well I'm Alexia,short Lexi how my stepdad calls me.I say he is my step dad because my mom married Josep Guardiola twelve years ago,yeah the ex manager from fc Barcelona,well my last name isn't Guardiola,so my school mates don't 'freak out' when hear my name because Alexia Cole is a very normal name for them...
"Hope you didn't forget something important"Pep said smiling
"Mom helped me,that means no" I replied while I was searching my Ipod in my hand bag.
"Good,then"
We're just about to get our plane which will take us back to Europe after a years spent in New York.
"Smells like home,huh?"my mom said just after we got in front of our new home in Munich.
"No,it smells like Germany,England is our home."I said annoyed and took one of my bags and ran in the house.
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"Mom,this is not a nice house,I need my old bedroom"I said when I found my mom making dinner
"Which of them?You hated all your old bedrooms."She said smirking
"Not true!"I chuckled
"Okay,okay...you know that you can decor it however you want to....we'll stay a while here"mom said while she gave me some dishes
"No,I'll stay only one year,then I go to England"I replied with a stubborn voice.
"That,we'll talk later,until then you have to make friends here"
"Brilliant...always the same story"I said pouted.
"Everything's gonna be okay,you know that"she added while tried to kiss my forehead,but i moved faster and took a sit at the table.
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There I was at the official presentation of my dad (yeah I prefer to call him like that,because he was always my dad,I've never met my real dad,all I knew about him was that he is italian,and that he met my mom there,when she was modeling in Milano.My mom refused to tell me his name,because she said that he didn't even gave me his name,so I had no reasons to find him,and I agreed with her)at Bayern Munich,another great club in Europe,and another school for me...but is summer yet and that means school is off,until September.
I was dressed in a white top and a burgundy high waisted skirt and my beige studded flats(which I loved),my brown hair was all curled on my back and my face well,was having a little make-up (as usually foundation,black mascara,bronzer as blush, black eye liner and obviously my coral-red lipstick).
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Just after we arived back home i ran in my room and opened my Mac,to check my Twitter,and there wasn't a surprise when I found some link from diferent newspapers with my dad's title on them,also they wrote about me with the irreplaceable name"Guardiola's daughter" or "Bartra's ex".
Just before you'll start wondering I'll answer,Yes I did date Marc,but this have past,we had to move on,for two reasons :I had to move and...the other reason is that we did get bored f each other,my firends said this happend because we weren't compattible,but common,we were the perfect couple,as looking,yeah I'm freaking modest,I do like the way I look...but guys don't like me,I guess,or not the right ones....
