23 hours later we landed, I was tired, craving a coffee and some fresh air. After grabbing our bags we headed off to the taxi area and saw a sign with our names, right next to it I saw a sign that read Beckham's. In the distance I heard cameras flashing and people yelling, "move, get out of the way, make way."
"Immy, hurry up." My brother yelled, I realised I was staring and followed after my brother, thinking nothing of the sign.
The house we had brought was huge, it was almost like a mansion. I guess this new job of my dad's must pay pretty well. I found my room, happy to find all my stuff had already been delivered.
It was perfect the walls where white, there was a window into the street, I had a walk-in-robe and an ensuite. I started unpacking all the boxes and I decorated my room.
When I was done it looked so cool, I had bunch of album covers all over one wall in a pattern and a shelf with a bunch of books and candles above a desk.
I didn't have many clothes for the cold weather in London coming from Australia so Mary offered to take me shopping. Mary was my step-mum.
I came back with so many clothes Mary said I had to donate some of my old stuff to charity. While doing so I found the card all my friends signed, it brought tears to my eyes so I put in a frame.
"Time for bed Immy, you have school tomorrow."
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Prove It (A Brooklyn Beckham Fanfiction)
FanfictionI've always wanted to live in England, but I never expected to actually be going. It was really hard leaving my friends, I've known most of them since I was in junior school, I love them all. But I don't really have a choice, my dad has gotten a gre...
