Marc Bernal 13

Marc and you hated each other, always had. Well, you hated him and he just went along with it, but you hated him mostly because of things that had happened with your family and his, even though there were no problems between your families anymore, it was all sorted out, but you still held a grudge. He had a best friend named Pau Cubarsí, and he was dating your best friend Martina, which meant the four of you spent a lot of time together and you didn't want to, but oh well.

The last straw was when Marc and Pau were promoted to Barça's first team. They'd been playing football since they were kids, and you knew Marc had always dreamed of getting there. And there they were, playing with Barça's star players. But it wasn't just that. Since he was young, handsome, tall, and everything a girl could want, he had tons of girls after him. Now he thought he was a model, and he'd always rub it in when you told him he was ugly or something like that, even though he thought he was just teasing you because he loved to annoy you and see you upset.

Today was Martina's birthday. She was your best friend and Marc's best friend's girlfriend. So you were all invited, obviously. The thing is, Martina's birthday was on October 31st, so it was combined with Halloween, and everyone had to dress up. But Marc was used to seeing the typical, more revealing girls' costumes, and when he saw you dressed as a witch, he was surprised. So he knew it was going to annoy you.

“And what are you dressed as, a dying woman?”

Marc said, pointing at you and looking you up and down, while you were looking around for Martina…