The King Of Arsenal

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As sleep finally took over, Francesco dreamed of open roads and endless possibilities, the thrill of driving his first car just around the corner. Tomorrow would bring clarity, and with it, the next exciting chapter of his journey.

The next morning, Francesco woke up feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. Today was the day he'd make a decision about his first car. He reached for his phone on the bedside table and decided to call Arsène Wenger to request a day off from training.

The phone rang a few times before Wenger picked up, his familiar, calm voice greeting Francesco.

"Morning, Francesco. What's on your mind?" Wenger asked, ever the mentor.

"Good morning, boss," Francesco replied. "I was hoping to take today off. There's something personal I need to take care of, and it's quite important."

There was a brief pause before Wenger spoke again, his tone understanding. "Of course, Francesco. Take the time you need. Just make sure you're back and ready for tomorrow's session."

"Thank you, boss. I appreciate it," Francesco said, relieved.

After hanging up, he got out of bed and headed for the shower. The warm water helped wash away any lingering sleepiness, and by the time he was done, he felt fully awake and ready for the day. He picked out a casual but cool outfit—dark jeans, a crisp white shirt, and his favorite leather jacket. With a final glance in the mirror, he made his way downstairs.

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and bacon greeted him as he entered the kitchen. His mom, Sarah, was at the stove, flipping pancakes, while his dad, Mike, sat at the table reading the morning paper. The scene was comforting, a slice of normalcy before a big decision.

"Morning, Francesco," Sarah greeted him with a warm smile. "Breakfast is almost ready. Take a seat."

"Morning, Mom. Morning, Dad," Francesco replied, pulling out a chair. "Smells great in here."

As they settled into their breakfast, Francesco decided it was time to bring up the car dilemma. Between bites of pancakes and sips of orange juice, he recounted his experience at the dealership the previous day, describing the pros and cons of both the Honda Civic and the Toyota Corolla.

"So, I'm torn between the two," he admitted, glancing at his dad. "The Civic is sporty and packed with features, but the Corolla is dependable and a bit more affordable. The Civic is priced at £35,005, and the Corolla is £30,505. What do you think, Dad?"

Mike set down his newspaper and took a moment to consider. He had always been the practical voice of reason in the family, and Francesco valued his opinion greatly.

"Well, both are solid choices," Mike began, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "But if I had to choose, I'd lean towards the Civic. It sounds like it fits your personality better—modern, a bit flashy, but still practical. Plus, you're young, and this is your first car. It should be something you're excited about driving every day."

Francesco nodded, absorbing his dad's perspective. He had been leaning towards the Civic, but hearing Mike's thoughts added a new layer of confidence to his decision.

"Thanks, Dad. That really helps," he said, feeling a sense of clarity starting to form.

Sarah chimed in, her voice gentle but firm. "Remember, Francesco, this is a big decision, and it's about what feels right for you. Whatever you choose, we're here to support you."

Feeling more assured, Francesco finished his breakfast and helped his mom clear the table. After a quick chat about his plans for the day, he grabbed his keys and headed out. The dealership was only a short drive away, and as he walked to his bike, he felt a surge of excitement.

The ride to the dealership was brisk and invigorating. The morning air was crisp, and the streets were already bustling with activity. Francesco enjoyed the feeling of freedom that came with biking, but he couldn't help but imagine how much more convenient life would be with a car.

When he arrived at the dealership, the salesman from the day before greeted him warmly. "Good to see you again, Francesco. Have you made a decision?"

Francesco smiled, the anticipation evident in his eyes. "I think I'm ready to go with the Honda Civic. It just feels like the right fit for me."

The salesman nodded, pleased with Francesco's choice. "Excellent decision. Let's get the paperwork started."

They walked into the showroom, where the Civic gleamed under the bright lights. As the salesman prepared the necessary documents, Francesco took one last look at the car, imagining the adventures that awaited him.

The process was smooth, and within an hour, everything was finalized. The keys to his new Civic were placed in his hand, and Francesco felt a rush of pride and excitement. The salesman gave him a brief tour of the car's features, ensuring he was familiar with everything before driving off.

"Congratulations, Francesco," the salesman said with a smile. "Enjoy your new ride. I'm sure it'll serve you well."

"Thanks for all your help," Francesco replied, shaking the man's hand.

As he slid into the driver's seat, Francesco took a moment to appreciate the sleek interior. The dashboard was modern and intuitive, and the seats were comfortable. He started the engine, the soft purr of the Civic filling the air. With a grin, he adjusted the mirrors and seat, then shifted into gear.

The drive home was exhilarating. The Civic handled smoothly, responding to his every touch. Francesco felt a newfound sense of independence as he navigated the city streets, the car gliding effortlessly through traffic. He couldn't wait to show his parents, and maybe even take them for a spin.

When he pulled into the driveway, Sarah and Mike were waiting on the porch, smiles on their faces. Francesco stepped out, holding the keys aloft like a trophy.

"Here it is!" he announced proudly. "The Civic."

Sarah clapped her hands together, beaming. "It looks fantastic, Francesco. I'm so happy for you."

Mike walked over, giving his son a firm pat on the back. "Great choice, son. I'm proud of you."

They spent a few minutes admiring the car, Francesco explaining some of the features he found most exciting. After a quick ride around the block with his parents, he parked the Civic in the driveway, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction.

That evening, as the family gathered for dinner, the conversation was light and full of laughter. Francesco shared his plans for the future, now that he had a reliable way to get around. He talked about road trips, visiting friends, and even the simple joy of being able to drive himself to training.

After dinner, Francesco decided to check his email for any updates regarding his Provisional Driving License. Mr. Thomas, the instructor from the driving school, had mentioned that he would send details about the license, and Francesco was eager to see if everything was progressing smoothly.

He made his way to his room, the excitement of the day still buzzing in his veins. Sitting down at his desk, he opened his laptop and logged into his email. As he scrolled through his inbox, he spotted the email from Mr. Thomas with the subject line: "Provisional Driving License Update."

Francesco clicked on it, and the email opened with a friendly tone that put him at ease.

Subject: Provisional Driving License Update

From: Mr. Thomas - Driving School

To: Francesco Lee

Hi Francesco,

I hope this message finds you well. I wanted to let you know that your Provisional Driving License application has been processed, and the file is attached to this email. You'll find all the necessary information regarding the status of your license and the next steps you need to take.

You're eligible to pick up your license starting next Monday from the local DVLA office. The office opens at 9:00 AM, and it's usually less crowded earlier in the day, so I'd recommend heading there in the morning if possible.

Once you have your license, you're officially ready to begin your practical lessons. I'm excited to see you on the road and help you hone your driving skills. Feel free to reach out if you have any questions or need further assistance.

Best regards,

Mr. Thomas

Francesco felt a wave of relief wash over him. Everything was falling into place. He downloaded the attached file and quickly skimmed through the details, confirming that the process was straightforward. All he needed to do now was visit the DVLA office on Monday to collect his license.

Feeling accomplished, Francesco leaned back in his chair, reflecting on how much had happened in just one day. From deciding on his first car to receiving news about his license, everything seemed to be moving at an exhilarating pace. He couldn't help but smile, knowing that this was just the beginning of many adventures on the road.

As the evening stretched on, Francesco decided to share the good news with his parents. He found them in the living room, relaxing and watching TV.

"Hey, Mom, Dad," Francesco began, holding up his phone. "I just got an email from Mr. Thomas. My Provisional Driving License is ready, and I can pick it up on Monday."

Sarah looked up, her face lighting up with pride. "That's fantastic, Francesco! You're really making progress. It won't be long before you're driving on your own."

Mike nodded in agreement. "This is great news. It's all coming together for you. Monday will be an important step."

Francesco joined them on the couch, feeling a deep sense of gratitude for his supportive parents. They spent the rest of the evening chatting about the future, discussing possible road trips, and reminiscing about their own first cars and driving experiences.

After spending some time with his parents, Francesco returned to his room, his mind still racing with excitement about the new milestones he was hitting. He glanced over at his laptop and then at his phone, an idea forming in his head. It was a moment worth celebrating, and what better way to do that than sharing it with his friends and followers?

He picked up his phone and headed out to the driveway where his new car, a sleek and sporty vehicle, sat gleaming under the porch light. The sight of it filled him with pride. This was his first car, and the fact that he had bought it with his own money made it even more special. It was a symbol of his hard work and the journey he was on.

Francesco positioned himself next to the car, holding up his phone to take a selfie. He angled the shot to capture both himself and the car, flashing a confident grin as he snapped the photo. Satisfied with the picture, he opened Instagram and uploaded it, adding a caption that reflected his excitement and gratitude.

Caption:

"First car ever! Bought it with my own money. Can't wait to hit the road and make some memories. #FirstCar #NewAdventures #Grateful"

As soon as the post went live, Francesco's phone started buzzing with notifications. Likes and comments poured in from his followers, many of whom were just as excited as he was. His friends, fans, and even some familiar names from the Arsenal squad began chiming in with their congratulations.

@AaronRamsey: "Congrats, mate! Can't wait for you to drive us to training! 🚗💨"

@SantiCazorla: "Looking sharp! Just remember, I'm always available for driving tips. 😂"

@LaurentKoscielny: "Big day! Enjoy it, Francesco. We'll be expecting a ride soon!"

@ArsenalOfficial: "One of our own taking the next big step! Congrats, Francesco! 👏 #WeAreTheArsenal"

Francesco scrolled through the comments, chuckling at the mix of supportive messages and light-hearted banter. His teammates' responses warmed his heart; it felt good to have their support not just on the field but off it as well.

He spent a few minutes replying to some of the comments, thanking everyone for their kind words. The sense of community and camaraderie was something he cherished deeply. Even though he was still relatively new to the team, moments like this made him feel like he truly belonged.

After engaging with his followers, Francesco put his phone down and leaned against the car, taking a moment to soak it all in. It was surreal to think about how far he had come in such a short time. From getting his Provisional Driving License to buying his first car, everything was moving at a rapid pace. Yet, he felt ready for it all.

The next day, Francesco woke up feeling a renewed sense of purpose. The excitement from the previous night still lingered, but now, it was time to focus on what lay ahead. He had a training session scheduled later in the morning, and he was eager to get back on the pitch.

After a quick breakfast, Francesco grabbed his gear and headed out the door. Driving to the training ground in his new car was a thrill. The smooth ride and the sense of freedom it offered made the short journey feel like an adventure. He couldn't help but smile, thinking about all the places he would explore in the future.

As he pulled into the training facility, a few of his teammates noticed his arrival and gave him thumbs up. Aaron Ramsey and Laurent Koscielny were the first to greet him, teasing him about being the designated driver for their next outing.

"Nice ride, Francesco!" Ramsey called out, grinning. "We'll be expecting a lift next time we go out."

"Yeah," Koscielny added with a chuckle. "You're officially our chauffeur now."

Francesco laughed, shaking his head. "As long as you guys cover the gas, I'm in."

The light-hearted banter set a positive tone for the rest of the day. Training was intense, but Francesco felt more focused than ever. His confidence on the ball mirrored the confidence he felt in his personal life. Each drill, each pass, each shot was executed with precision and determination.

During a break, Francesco found himself chatting with Cazorla and Coquelin, both of whom brought up his Instagram post from the night before.

"Seriously, Francesco," Cazorla said, clapping him on the back. "It's a big deal. First car is always special. Just don't forget to let us take it for a spin!"

"Exactly," Coquelin chimed in. "You've got to take us for a ride sometime."

Francesco nodded, smiling. "You guys are welcome anytime. Just don't expect me to drive like I'm on the pitch."

The rest of the session flew by, and by the time it wrapped up, Francesco felt a deep sense of satisfaction. He was progressing not just as a player, but as an individual. The support from his teammates, the excitement of new beginnings, and the anticipation of future adventures filled him with a sense of fulfillment.

As he drove home, Francesco reflected on the whirlwind of events that had unfolded over the past few days. Life was moving fast, but he felt ready to embrace every moment. With his first car parked in the driveway and his Provisional Driving License waiting to be picked up, he knew that the road ahead was filled with endless possibilities. And he couldn't wait to see where it would take him.

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Name : Francesco Lee

Age : 16 (2014)

Birthplace : London, England

Football Club : Arsenal First Team

Championship History : None

Match Played: 3

Goal: 15

Assist: 5

MOTM: 4