The Girl Always Wins (Brooklyn Beckham)

Chapter 1: Boy at school

Lauren's POV
I woke up at 6:30 this morning which gave me just enough time to get ready. I chose a short, floral dress with a playful open back and a pair of open nude heels. Usually I don't dress up for school but today I just felt and need to wear that dress in my closet. I left my hair natural and applied foundation, eyeliner, and mascara. Let's be real, I looked good. I packed my back pack and made sure to grab one of my many favorite Nike sports bras, my practice shirt, and my purple cleats. Soccer is definitely the main priority in my life.
LA traffic is usually awful in the morning, but today my red convertible mustang pulled up to school right on time. As I pulled into the parking lot I could feel the heads of the entire JV and Varsity soccer teams turn to me. They were seated at picnic tables at the front of the school.

Brooklyn's POV
I didn't want to move to LA in the first place. We just moved back to London and I finally had a steady social life again. Now I was back in LA at yet another school except for this time I had to go to public school. I've never been to a public school in my life. Mum and dad think it will be good for us to not be spoiled all the time. Everyone here I bet sucks at soccer and is poor as all get out. The girls aren't even hot.
All of a sudden I heard the rumble of an engine. I looked up a cherry red mustang convertible and the hottest chic you've ever seen driving it. She parks and steps out of her her. As she walks into school her long hair flys up off of her shoulders. I can't take my eyes off of her. This girls is fucking attractive. Then I hear a "damn Lauren!" From some obnoxious kid who looked about 14 probably on the JV soccer team based on how he was dressed.

Lauren's POV
I walked to my locker and my best friend Haley comes up to my locker. "Hey girl"
She says "hey girlie!" I reply. "You got so tan this weekend holy hell laur" she says "I have to tan for 5 hours to get rid of my awful soccer tan" I complained. I grab my books and then Haley says "hey I heard Brooklyn Beckham is here" "no like at school as a student?" I say "yeah, I guess." She replies. "There's no way he's at a public school" I say "well you're rich and you go here" Haley says. "Yeah but I'm not famous" which was kind of a lie. Over the weekend I tweeted a picture of me in the dress I'm wearing now and it got over 700 favorites. I have 200k Instagram followers and 167k Twitter followers. But it's not like I do anything or have famous parent. Not Beckham level at all.
A boy walked past my locker and made eye contact with me. He gave me one of those boyish sup nods as he passed. Holy hell that was Brooklyn fucking Beckham. I walked to my first hour and who was sitting in the normally empty seat next to mine? Brooklyn Beckham.

Hey guys! So I've decided to start a new fanfic about Brooklyn (of course) sorry this chapter is absolute crap but I wanted to get something published today so here you go. I hope this fanfic will do better than the last one that I wrote lol. Love you all! XOXO leah💘