What happens when a new girl enters a school with two high-level and talented groups that hate each other? What can happen when the cards are played and fate has a different purpose for you? Sofia, a cold girl whose only family is her mother and brother, will have to face abrupt changes and will need a lot of help. But who will be able to give it to her? Esteban and his group or Daniel and his friends are two good options. Who will she choose? Being the new girl is not easy, especially when there is someone from your past who loves to make things difficult for you. In Sofia's hands is to get out of the past and move forward or stay in it and suffer, what will Sofia choose?
view more~~~One day before the start of school~~~
At Esteban's house
"Tomorrow we will already be in our territory "commented Esteban to Camilo and Michael, "We have to win in everything. Those losers can't beat us like last time.FlashBackThey are playing soccer in which both teams are tied, but at the last-minute Daniel scores a goal showing who won the game.Teasing from the winning team was present. Which increased the anger of the team that lost in the last minute. Especially, when they knew the punishment they had to serve for losing.The punishment that had been decided by both groups consisted of the loser having to be the servant of the winning team for a month. The boys took advantage of this month to make the losers do the chores they did not want to do and even others that they were not supposed to do.To annoy them they sent them to do, such as: cleaning the barn, having a party and then having them clean up after themselves without the help of their employees or their money, even Daniel made Camilo go buy sanitary napkins for his sister, a favor that his sister never asked him to do but he did it to annoy Camilo.~~~~Fin from FlashBack~~~~~~"Exactly" comments Michael "We can't lose again, tomorrow we have to show who's boss."On the other hand.At the airport in RussiaSofia narrates.Here I am again. In a new country, with new food, new cultures and zero friendships or at least known people. Mom says to understand her situation and adapt to this, as we can't change something. Especially, when it is our ghost father who put us in this predicament.My mother is a 39-year-old woman, divorced, who spends her time traveling for her job. As a result, my older brother David and I are constantly living alone. So, we have become accustomed to moving cities and countries and living alone.This has not bothered us at all, since, besides not feeling so much pressure from our mother, we were always busy with our own things.So we rarely felt lonely, since in the United States my brother was in soccer, music, dance and photography clubs. I, on the other hand, was in figure skating, tennis, swimming, chess, and music. So the time in the clubs and the academic loads, we barely had time to breathe and we liked it. So we didn't feel too lonely.We arrived at our house, a very fancy house in the neighborhood.We unpacked our clothes (since it was the only thing we had to do) and because we were so incredibly tired we decided to order food delivery.The decoration and infrastructure of the house is beautiful to me, although David protested saying that it looked like a house for women only and he felt displaced, but well he had to conform since this house had already been bought by our ghost father.We still don't know the agreement my mother had with our father. The only thing I know is that this house was bought by our father and according to him, we will not have to move any more.My mother will continue in her job, but now our father will be the one who will pay for our education and stay. That is why we are moving to his country. Following what he and my mother agreed.Already tomorrow we will have to go to school, and I don't care about that. With so many changes we have gone through in our lives, there is no more fear or excitement to meet the school. I have no interest in getting up early and going to class, but well, we must go.My brother and I, we are excellent in our studies, even if we don't try that hard and that is a relief for us. However, that's why, it's so boring and monotonous. That's why we are both more in clubs than in a library or at home studying.First day of school"Kids, hurry up you're going to be late" mom yells from the first silver."I'm coming" I yell, fixing the uniform that I don't like at all.It's too ugly for my taste."Wait a minute mother, I have to look perfect" shouts my brother as I walk out to meet my mother.Mom rolls her eyes, she knows how much David likes to look good, as well as how long it takes him to do it.An hour laterWe arrive at school. Since it was the first day, Mom walked us to school, but obviously she literally flew off to work. So it was up to us to go to the principal's office.The school was very large and had multiple counts among its facilities, which evidenced that there were clubs for something extracurricular, which is good for Daniel and me.After a few minutes wandering around the large school, we arrived at the principal's office.~~~~In the principal's office~~~~"It fills me with joy to have such perfect students in our school" comments the principal as he looks at the documents with our school information "Both brothers are first in their classes. Both have won many awards in sports, photography, and music. It is certainly an honor to have them here."'Here we go again with the usual speech, let's take our classrooms at once' I thought without removing the I care what you say smile, but I must smile.After another speech and showing us to our teachers my senior brother and I a junior. We each left with our teachers to go to our respective classrooms and make our tedious and respective introductions.Sofia narrates.We arrive at my classroom. The students' shouts can be heard from outside. But all is silent when the main teacher opens the door and enters the classroom.The silence becomes sepulchral, and order is evident within seconds."Boys, good morning. As you know, I don't have classes with you today, but I have come here because I want to introduce you to a new student" he turns to me and asks me to enter "I hope you will make her feel good and help her in any way you can."I can't avoid this moment at all interesting. So I opt to enter and get the uninteresting show over with, as soon as possible."Wow, fresh meat!" respond the guys."So animal" replies one of the girls."Boys, be polite" scolds the teacher "Go ahead student, introduce yourself.""Hello, my name is Sofia I come from the United States, I hope you take good care of me.""That's it?" asks the professor confused by my short introduction.I nod.It bothers me to be talking about me, if it were up to me, I would arrive and not even introduce myself, but that can't be done.The teacher noticed my lack of interest in introducing myself, so he said all the things the principal said. Namely, that I am an excellent student, that I have won many awards, among other accomplishments that do not thrill me."Wow, I think this girl will take the first place from you Esteban" comments one of the guys."Please, there's no one born to outdo us" scoffs someone sitting at the last few desks."Cof, cof, Daniel" said someone, but it was not known who.The chestnut stands up."Who was the idiot who said that? That jerk can't even reach our feet" he comments upset.Everyone mutters among themselves.What a little school I got myself into.Our dresses were very different. Aninka's looked like a princess, so big and with so much fabric to the point of her skirt and veil, dragging the place down. Mine, on the other hand, was simple. A dress with long sleeves and bare shoulders. With a fabric that clung to my body and stretched to the end of my feet.We were two opposing brides, one overdressed and one simple, at the wedding Aninka wanted: big and with guests I've never seen, but I know they are businessmen. Something that helps her fulfill that wish of Aninka's about having a big wedding. Where I could barely keep up with her and as soon as we get married I will run away. So many people overwhelm me.The two of us, we walk towards the man who will be our husband. The walk, quiet and slow, helps me remember everything we went through to get here. From the scorn, kidnappings, deaths and estrangement we lived through, to the good times and how we supported each other when it was necessary.Our relationship w
I knew the news had come as a surprise to both of them. But, I didn't know how they would react to it. And there was no time to back out now. I had given the news in a nervous shock. Esteban, immediately hugged me, while David, put away his gun."I can't lose them. I couldn't go on knowing they were dead. I can't fire anyone anymore." he whispered."It's okay. Don't worry. It'll just be this moment and it'll all be over.""You don't need to expose yourselves anymore. We can...""Go take her somewhere safe. I'll handle this." says David and I deny."I want them both to be okay" I say and Stephen nods."Everything will be fine, just, go get the boys to take you home safely and we'll come after.""No, I'm not going to leave them."Esteban brings his hands to his neck and removes the chain from where he pulls the ring he gave me over two years ago."This is my promise that I will come back alive. We will come back alive. But, we can only do t
'Well, that's partly your fault, Sofia. Are you going to ignore your responsibility in this?' my mind chides me 'You want it too, make the most of it.'Knowing what I want and that nothing will change if I don't want it, I open the shower door and he turns his body showing me the source of his problem."Get out, Sofia. I have things to do" Esteban says frustrated and I walk over to him, backing him up until I reach the wall he had used to hit himself."I can help you with that. I'm partly to blame for that" I say taking his hand which I place on my chest."Sofia, you're playing with fire.""We're underwater, fire isn't going to burn us here. So what are you going to do?" I ask and the next second, it's me against the wall, my dress torn and him, lifting one of my legs."Are you sure about this?" asks Esteban in a hoarse voice."And you are?" I ask challenging him and he smiles at me making a single movement that makes me stifle a moan."I am"
Five months laterHow naive I was to believe that I could leave or that I could help them. I was foolish to think that leaving here was possible and so, I was once again locked in the room that looks like a huge cage.After all, trying to escape through the air ducts because I wanted to get my life back ended up in the foiled plan that Esteban easily destroyed.Nor, escaping through the back door or another exit, was impossible because I didn't have the access code. And even going to the garden didn't give me any chance of leaving, because the place is so heavily guarded that it is impossible to take a step without my brother and Esteban knowing.But, since I tried to use knives from the kitchen to threaten the others to be released, I am now locked in the room, while the guys have focused on capturing the damn man they still haven't killed."Please let me out. I promise I won't do anything crazy." I ask bored from already being locked up for two weeks. Wher
Sofia narratesI was nervous, there weren't as many people as when Mordashov was killed. But, still, I was afraid. The possibility of seeing them get hurt or killed while I'm a dumb spectator, it's not pleasant.Quickly, she walked to the closet where Esteban took out his weapons and taking a long-range one, she looked for a place where she could use it.One thing that certainly shows that I'm in a big cage is that the window doesn't open. It is only a kind of material that is not glass or other fragile material, but I doubt it is iron because of how transparent the window is, impossible to break.Annoyed, I look all over the place for a spot where I can take out a part of my gun to shoot, fortunately, in the bathroom, I find a small hole where I place the gun looking slightly outward.The guys had already gotten out of their cars and were shooting incessantly. So, I had to hurry. A girl who had gone three years without using a gun was now going to do it to
The kiss was deep, something they had both missed doing and that was why Sofia was upset.'Why did she have to desire someone who had decided to leave? Why on earth would she enjoy lips she had been so determined to forget and a single second all effort went down the drain?' mentally wondered Sofia.Sofia moved her face to interrupt the kiss and with tears running down her cheeks and a pain in her throat, she spoke to him.'Why do you play with me like this? You arrive, you get my hopes up and you leave. Yours, Esteban, is not love, it's a damned emotional tourism that always takes me to the edge of the abyss that I strive not to fall.""It's not like that, Sofia.""Yes it is, Esteban. You supported me to the point of confusing me so much and believing you had changed. But, look at you, Esteban. This was what you wanted," Sofia says painfully and Esteban walks away."I left because if I didn't, they would come for you. They would because this never ends
The car carrying Sofia, celebrated the triumph of having taken 'the package' easily. While Aninka was desperately looking for her friend. Everyone thought it was all over, until a car driving like crazy appeared from a corner and crashed into the car carrying Sofia.Esteban Bogdanov was getting out of the car, shooting at the men who had tried to take Sofia. Behind him, his men were shooting at the Englishmen who dared to kidnap Sofia.The car, which had been wrecked on the side opposite to where Sofia was, was so destroyed that the man who had carried her over her body. When Esteban ran to rescue Sofia, the bodyguards who came out on motorcycles and in cars, began shooting at him, causing him to back away."Protect Sofia!" he shouted in annoyance, while looking for protection, shooting at the falling motorcycles as they lost their driver. Thing that doesn't stop the cars and Esteban immediately, understands what they want to do."It's a trap! Shoot anyone who tr
Two years laterSofia smiled with pleasure at what she had achieved. In all this time, she was completely dedicated to the academy where she teaches and to her own training. Along the way, several of her girls left for professional teams and the few that remained were talking about which team to join.As a result, the academy, which was full of life, now, did not have many students. Those who were still attending were doing it for entertainment and not because they wanted to prepare themselves to be on a professional team.Therefore, the demands of the last few months had diminished. Sofia took a deep breath and skated for the last time in the rink where she had demanded and had demanded from her students many things that helped them all grow. Both she and her students.Making a full presentation, she said goodbye to the rink where in the middle of the rink, she left the box that Esteban had left her as a gift the first time she taught at the academy.
Omnipresent NarratorThe boys smiled when they saw Sofia's attitude. She didn't look so sad and down. Although she was not happy, she looked calm and less mortified by the decisions of others. So, that, already, was considered a win."Well, the food was amazing, what do you guys have in mind to do now?" asks Zayn smiling."Aninka" they all say knowing that she is the one who always makes plans for all kinds of things."Well I have the perfect plan." says Aninka smiling as she gets up from her chair and runs to the sound she turns on "Dancing.""This must be a joke." mutters Sofia and Aninka gives her a dirty look."You promised you'd try. Besides, the fun hasn't even started yet. So, don't be a spoilsport." chides Aninka and Sofia sighs deeply."Okay, dance." says Sofia crossing my arms."Let's dance." corrects Aninka and she slides her hand down to the prosthesis she removes."Sorry, I can't dance without a foot." mutters Sofia reluctant
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