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Ella Williams

'Beep...beep' I groan as I turn off my annoying alarm. I sit up and start my morning routine with the speed of a snail. I finish within 15 minutes and rush downstairs where I devour a piece of toast. "I'm off to school!" I shout and walk out the front door. I choose to walk since it was a nice day in London, England. My walk was short and relaxing, but soon ended when I see Troy High School engraved on a massive building.

I enter the through the main doors and see that it was more crowded than usual. I fasten my pace to my locker where I see my group of friends. "Hello," I greet them as I open my locker and shove my books in. I hear some girls squeal from the front doors and I start to question. "What's the hype all about?" I ask. "Oh my god, he's here!" Lizzy exclaims and start to squeal as well. "Who's here?" I'm confused by now and wanted some answers. I'm not the most patient person. "Brooklyn Beckham!" I hear some girls shout. I turn around and see a boy my age walking through the crowd with a smile, it was more of a smirk actually. Our eyes lock and I feel this fire in my heart. What was happening?

Brooklyn Beckham

"Brooklyn, honey, we need to go or you'll be late." My mother exclaims as I climb I climb in the car. Today was a new start at a new school where people will know me, but me not knowing them. I sigh, sometimes I hate being the son of famous celebrities, it's hard. Your life is planned ahead of you, and people will always find ways to criticize you.

The drive was short and sweet. "Have a great day, love! Make some new friends." My mom smiles and I give her a kiss on the cheek. It's always well to have a good bond with your mom, after all she did suffer 12 hours of labor just to get me out. I climb out of the car and greeted by a huge crowd. I put on my signature smirk and venture my way up the squealing girls. I greet them and some of the girls faint.

I enter the halls of Troy High School and my eyes locked with electric blue-green ones. I felt as if a fire has started in my heart and my stomach felt warm. I observe the girl as she observes me. She was pretty, no stunning! She had long light brown hair that reached just above her waist, light freckles on the bridge of her nose which were barely visible, her plump pink lips, and her petite frame. You could say I was checking her out, I mean who wouldn't?! She was beautiful!

I gave her a toothy grin which she gladly return. I see her friends whisper to her as she laughs. Damn, her laugh was so angelic. I make my way over to her, but I was grabbed by a hand. I turn around to see a girl with blonde hair with a smirk on her face. "Well hello there Brooklyn." She bites her lip. Is this suppose to turn me on? "Hi-" she soon cuts me off. "Jenna." Her smirk find it's way back to her caked face, I mean I'm not the one to judge, but her face was packed with layers of makeup. "Well I have to go find my class.." I try to walk away but then she yanked me once again. "I'll see you later, babe." She winks then walks away with her little posey. I turn around to see if she's there but I felt disappointment when I find no one, I sigh and try to find my first period which was English with Mr. Perkins.

Hello! So this is my first fanfic so please excuse the minor and major grammar mistakes. And thank you for taking the time to read this :) - Jane

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