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Chapter 21 - The English girl.

Alice Brown.

And in the United Kingdom it had already dawned on Sunday and Alice Brown, the 25-year-old girl who sent the chat bubbles by the Facebook messenger to the distant Martin, took a notebook of school notes to go to a cafeteria where she had been to see 3 classmates, to review the progress of an assignment of a degree in tourism that they studied together, And in one of the subjects they asked him precisely that, to establish relations with people from the other continent, to develop their own research that would give them experience in interacting with people from other cultures.

"I met a guy from a country in America who when he told me where he was from, I didn't even know if he existed or if he was at least in America.

She tells one of the teammates with whom she was researching.

-Ok, in your notes it says that he is from Mexico and that he lives on an island to the south of his country, which is called Isla de Tris; Do you have photos? In his profile he has that of a 70-year-old man. –says her friend Meg Sheridan.

"I already checked that and I don't think I'm 70 years old.

Alice says showing them Martin's video during the thunderstorm.

- Are he in New York? That which is in the background is the statue of liberty!

Says Linda Mc Newman, another of her companions, when she sees in one scene the silhouette of the statue of Stella Marís.

Well, according to what he told me, he is on an island in southern Mexico, A country where Spanish is spoken and he writes English very well, and that does not look like the Statue of Liberty because she does not have a raised hand.

Alice Brown says showing the printed map of the location, which Martín had sent her by google maps.

-Hold on! – says another of the girls, Samanta Carson pausing the video. - Did you see the guy yet? He even looks like a bull, and how handsome he is! Is this how the Americans of Mexico are? I barely managed to get an answer from a couple of blacks guys Kuwait and Nigeria, and you met this beautiful god with the body of a son of Odin.

-Well, among Africans, Europeans and Americans that I searched yesterday on Facebook, that was the best and I already have it to complement our research. Alice says, proud of her discovery.

- You have to ask him for more photos and everything you can know about his surroundings!  

—Linda says.

-Hold on; Facebook, what is that? Meg asks.

-It is the application with which the Americans are known, it's like Linked one in the UK, Facebook in America. —Alice replies.

-I'm going to download it to install it on my Tablet. –says Samanta.

- Just remember all 3, it is not worth working with the same contact! There are many Americans in America for us to know and complement the research. - Alice says.

- What do you say it's called? Ah, yes! Leon Martin Jauregui; That's it!

Meg says while sending a friend request to the guy with the profile picture of a man in his 70s.

Martin was in the living room of Natalia's house when he opened his Facebook, already connected to the charger where Alice Brown asked him to send him photos, and intended to establish a certain topic of conversation, mostly with the intention of establishing a conversation, he also noticed that she had changed her profile picture and added a couple more photos of her, The new photos showed a very cute girl, blonde, with big blue eyes, thin and refined like any English girl.

he took a series of selfies, sitting right there watching it more like a game than a flirtation and sent them to Alice, who as soon as she heard the blobs of the chat bubbles of her Facebook messenger.

She opened it selflessly and bored, but it aroused her interest and her senses when she realized who it was, and immediately opened the photos to be more amazed by the manly bearing and the muscular presence of that man who appeared posing and forcing his smile.

"He's kind of clumsy and innocent, but very, very handsome.

She thought smiling, and carefree she put the photos in her gallery and headed home, since the meeting with her friends was already over.