Game On by Monica Seles

Game On by Monica Seles

Author:Monica Seles
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloomsbury Publishing
Published: 2013-07-23T16:00:00+00:00

“Maya, Maya, we’re here.” Travis was leaning over her.

Maya woke up slowly. “How long was I out for?” She suddenly became acutely aware of her breath and did everything to avoid talking in his direction until she could locate a piece of gum.

“Not long,” he said.

The pilot opened the door and ushered them onto the tarmac, where a limo waited. Maya had never stepped foot in a limo. The driver greeted them cheerfully. “Bem-vindo,” he said.

Maya looked at Travis, alarmed. “Bem-vindo? Bem-vindo’s not English.”

“No, it is not,” he said, a devilish look in his eyes.

“You took me out of the country?!” Maya blurted. “How did you do that without my passport?”

Travis held a copy of her passport up.

“The Academy keeps everyone’s on file,” he said. “You know, because of all the traveling we do to international competitions.” All she could do was shake her head.

“Shall we?” Travis helped her into the limo, and they drove off. Maya should’ve been studying everything inside, but her eyes were darting everywhere outside looking for the smallest clue to where they could be.

The farther they got from the airport, the more beautiful the view. By the time she saw beaches, she knew. The Bahamas was a quick plane ride away—kids talked about taking flights over all the time. It was obviously her turn, and she couldn’t be happier.

“You know where we are, don’t you?” Travis asked.

She didn’t know what to say. “Travis, you’re too much.”

And then she saw it. It was a road sign with three little words that blew her mind to pieces.

Rio de Janeiro.

“Rio de …?” When she could think again, Maya whipped her face to Travis’s. “Rio de Janeiro? We’re in Rio de Janeiro?”

Travis beamed.

“This is a little trip? You took me to Brazil!” Though the roof of the limo was a mere foot from the top of her head she managed to stand. “Travis, I have school. I know you can do whatever you want, but I can’t. I’m on scholarship; scholarship kids can’t fly down to Brazil—”

“Maya, you’re with the son of the Academy owner,” he said. “I don’t want to sound like a schmuck here, but, you know … you’ll be fine.” She wasn’t totally convinced. “I have this all planned out. We’re overnighting it back. You’ll barely miss a thing, I promise. Enjoy yourself. You’re in Rio!”

She was. She was in Rio. And it made absolutely no sense to her whatsoever. In this moment, she might as well have been on the moon.

“Admit this is cool,” he said. “Admit it or I’ll take you right back to the airport this minute and we’ll fly home now.” It was like he needed her to be blown away. When she couldn’t leap on it, he rolled down the windows and motioned to the gorgeous beaches as they drove past. Music filled the air as people went about their daily business flashing unbelievable amounts of skin. There was a guy jogging in a Speedo, a woman pumping gas in a bikini and flip-flops.


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