prologue. 

There is a rumor going around my town that one of the local girls has snagged herself a weltmeister, a world champion. Some have even seen photographic evidence of the two together, holding hands as they walk through a quiet place. They look in love.

Every young woman in Deutschland is jealous of her. She is absolutely perfect; golden blonde hair that cascades down her back in soft waves, blue eyes like the ocean, and skin like a porcelain doll.

Bastian loves her, everyone is sure of it.

But is it possible that he's dating a girl he doesn't even know? A girl he's never met before? 

Well...it is possible because I started that rumor, and I photoshopped those pictures. I just never thought it would get out of hand this way, to the point where he's actually trying to find me to get some answers.

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thought i'd give first person pov a try this time.

so just a basic detail of the story; the main character, angeline, is photoshopping pictures and making it look as though she is dating basti. he eventually sees these pictures and wants to know who is behind these supposed relationship rumors.

in case this was confusing to anyone.

i am on an updating spree and i feel good ^.^

but i'll have to go to choir soon. i mean i love singing and i love performing at the end of the semester, its just rehearsal i can't stand. only because its so fucking late. 4:45-6:15pm.

ruins my life.

but i love it.

anyway, thank you for reading. this story is dedicated to my good friend, ladamadelamuerte ^.^ i don't know her name yet, but she has an amazing seleccion mexicana story and she reads all my footballer stories. she's pretty cool. y'all should meet her(:

i love you all.

ooh. quick note. sorry if i use some german words wrong. i am not german, i am american. so bear with me.

danke ^.^

-clary xx