"What are we going to do?" Romeo asked.
"We are going to have a fun day, so you guys won't tell your parents about Brooklyn!" I said smiling.
"Deal!" Cruz said.
Then Brooklyn walked down the stairs.
"Dude! Your eyes look like you haven't slept since 1990!" Romeo laughed.
"I wasn't even born then!" Brooklyn snapped back.
"You can talk!" Cruz said.
I just laughed. The Beckham kids are clever!
"Your parents are watching the news like no other for info about you guys, so we need to give them so news!" I said smiling.
"Are you crazy? I'm not telling them about... The party!" Brooklyn snapped.
"Not that. They will think something is up, if there is no news about us. So we are going to have a fun day." I said, smiling.
"How is that going to help me?" Brooklyn asked.
"Well, your parents will see that we are at like the movies, and restaurant and think everything is fine!" I smiled.
"Smart... But what about my eyes?" Brooklyn asked.
"Two of you children will put on sunglasses. One has to be Brooklyn!" I said.
"I will!" Romeo answered.
"Great!" I handed Brooklyn a really dark pair of black sunglasses, and Romeo a regular pair.
"How do you come up with this?" Brooklyn asked.
"I watch a lot of TV!" I answered, smiling.
"Our driver is here!" Harper said.
"Okay, let's go. And by the way... You want people to take our pictures!" I told them as we walked out the door.
We got in the car and I sat by Brooklyn and Romeo. I turned to Brooklyn. "Don't take these off, no matter what!" I told him.
"I won't okay? I'm not that dumb!" Brooklyn told me, referring the 'dumb' part to him drinking.
"You're not dumb!" I said smiling at him. He grabbed my hand. I just smiled at him.
We went to another restaurant, that Romeo wanted to go to. It was nice. And paparazzi took a bunch of pictures of us. It was hilarious that Brooklyn couldn't take his glasses off.
"You look like an idiot!" Romeo said towards Brooklyn.
I laughed.
"Your outfit is really pretty!" Harper said to me.
"Thank you!" I said. It wasn't anything special. I just wore a white shirt, with a colorful skirt, and a jean jacket. (Outfit in media slot)
My phone started to buzz. It was Victoria.
"Hello?" I said into the phone.
"Hi, Ariana!" Victoria said.
"Hey, is everything okay?" I asked.
"Yes of course!" She said. "We just wanted to tell you that me and David are on our way back, we should be there in about 3 hours!"
"That sounds great!" I said.
"Well, goodbye!" She said.
"Bye!" I said, and I ended the call.
"Who was that?" Cruz asked.
"Um, your mom!" I smiled.
"What?" Brooklyn said. He ran out of the restaurant and into the car. I quickly payed for the lunch, and ran after him. What was his problem?
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He Actually Cares... (A Brooklyn Beckham Fanfic)
Fanfiction{COMPLETED} Ariana Cooper was your regular 15 year old American girl. She had lived in LA her whole life. She was an only child and both of her parents where doctors. Her grandparents lived in London, and she rarely ever saw them. Ariana's parents w...
