Chapter 3- Dinner With The Beckhams

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Levy POV

*Levy and Alison outfit in picture*

After I'm done getting ready I go downstairs to be greeted by Allison.

"Hey" she says. "you look amazing!"

"Aww thanks you look... umm nice?" I say jokingly back.

"Bitch I'm fab" she says kidding around.

"Youre both ugly now let's go." Neymar says running out the door.

I go to the car and i slap the back of his head.

"Oww!" He says.

"What?" I ask.

"You just slapped me."

"No I didnt."

"She never slapped you." Allison says.

I laugh before I put in my headphones and just listen to music.

The car jolts to a stop and I see a big house.

It's around the same size as ours since we're both pretty wealthy.

We stand at the door and wait until someone opens it.

It's Victoria, wow she's even prettier in real life.

"Come in! Sorry for the wait I thought David was going to answer it." she says sweetly.

"It's fine." Neymar says.

"Is this your girlfriend?" Victoria asks once we sit down.

"No that's my sisters manager." Neymar says.

Both Allison and Neymar blush and Victoria and I give each other that look.

Haha she knows wassup.

David walks in and takes a seat.

We're all seated in their lounge.

"The kids are upstairs if you want to join them." David says.

"Thanks." I say as I walk up the stairs.

Okay now it's the hard part, which room?

I hear laughter so I instantly think it's that room.

I look down at my phone to see I got a text.

I look up as I walk into the room.

"Oh hey your Levy right?" A boy asks.

"Yeah, and you're?" I ask back.

"I'm romeo, that's Cruz and Brooklyn." he informs.

"Hey." I simply say. I sit down on a couch and I unlock my phone.

What? I'm not that social to be honest.

When you have a life like this then it's pretty hard to be super social.

People treat you different, you know.

It's from my sister Karisma.

ҡѧяıṡṃѧ : Heard you got a panel coming up. I'll make sure to watch it.

ʆεѵψ: lol you'd better.

I put my phone away and I actually look up.

Cruz is on his iPad, Romeo is talking to Brooklyn who is on his phone not paying any attention.

I chuckle at the sight.

Well if no one else is being social why should I?

I go back onto my phone and just scroll through Instagram.

"Can we play a game?" Cruz asks me as he walks up to me.

I look up at the little boy.

"Uh sure." I say with a smile. I put away my phone.

"Yay! What's your favourite game?" He asks.

"I don't play games." I say back.

"Wow" he says taking a step back. "I guess we can still be friends though." he says.

"Haha okay." I say amused by his adorableness. yes that is a word.

"Let's play truth or dare!" He says.

"Aren't you a little young to play that?" I ask thinking about all the crazy shit teenagers do with that game.

"The child friendly version." Brooklyn says from across the room.

"Ah." I say.

"I'll join!" Romeo says sitting next to Cruz on some been bags.

I sit down on one too since I felt odd on the couch.

"Brooklyn wanna play?" Cruz asks.

"I guess." he says walking over and sitting next to me.

"Romeo truth or dare!" Cruz says.

"Dare!" Romeo says.

"I dare you to... act like a monkey!" Cruz says.

Kids...

After a little while of playing the game dinner was ready.

I went downstairs and sat next to Allison.

"How was it?" I whisper to her.

"Fun, you?" She asks.

"It was good I guess." I say back.

"So Levy. I bet your fitting in just fine at your new school. you know being famous and all." Victoria says.

"Yeah, schools great!" I say back in the fakest voice ever.

"Don't worry, I hated school too when I was your age." David says.

I chuckle.

UGH why are people talking to me? I feel like in gonna say something stupid.

I take a bite of the food and damn it's good.

After dinner is done everyone just kind of talks for a bit.

"Well we'd better be going. Levy has school tomorrow." Neymar says.

Everyone says their goodbyes and we're off.

"So what do you think of them?" Neymar asks. I know what he meant to say was 'What do you think of Brooklyn?'

"I don't like him." I say back blankly.

"Whaaaat??? Pfft I wasn't gonna ask about Brooklyn." he says.

"Leave her alone." Allison says. "Anyway I've got to head off. see you at the panel tomorrow, remember to wear the dress your stylist sent okay?" Allison says once I exit the car.

"I will." I say to her before I walk back inside.

"Alight Lev, get some sleep you have a long day tomorrow." Neymar says.

"K, night." I say.

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