When I saw you

Chapter 5

*Next day*

I wake up and stumble out of bed hoping it wasn't too early. I grab my phone from my desk and check the time. 11:14. Eh not the bad. I go to the bathroom and wash my face.

Wait, I almost forgot, I was going to the Beckham's today! What time did he say the driver was going to pick me up? 6? Ugh that was like 7 more hours.

I get out of the bathroom and walk down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Morning Bailey," dad said as he was stirring the frying pan. "Good morning."

He hands me a plate with scrambled eggs, 2 croissants, and a glass of orange juice. I eat slowly as possible to make the time fly by faster.

As I got done eating, I put my dish and cup in the sink and walk up the stairs. I go to my room and check my phone. 12:15. Really? Can time go by any slower?

I grab my remote and lay back in bed opening Netflix. I decided to continue watching gossip girl. *Sigh. I wish my relationship was like chuck and blair. Goals.

I just got finished watching all of season 3 and check the time. 4:31. Crap! I have to get ready!

I climb out of bed and open my wardrobe. I go through to clothes and find nothing. I think to myself. Wait I can't decided without any music. I grab my phone out of charge and turn on good for you. Yes now this puts me in the mood.

I blast the music on high and put it on my bed. I walk over to my wardrobe and pick out a knit white and blue cropped sweater with shorts and combat boots. I let my hair loose in light curls and get dressed.

I walk to the bathroom and put on some foundation, concealer, and mascara. I check my phone. 5:50. I turn off my music and decided to wait downstairs in the living room.

I go downstairs and find my dad in his office. "Dad I'm gonna go hangout with Sara and Cynthia."
"Okay be back by 10 or 10:30." I walk out of his office and sit on the couch in the living room scrolling though my Instagram feed.

I hear a beep and run out the door. I see the car outside of the gates. Dang that was a nice car. I open the gates and lock them. I walk into the car as the driver opens the door for me.

"Hi I'm Alex and I am Brooklyn's driver."
"Hi I'm Bailey." I climb into the car and sit in the back seat. I plug in my headphones and turn on F.U.N by Pitbull.

I let the words sink in my head as I look out the window waiting to arrive at his house.

We arrive 10 minutes later in front of a huge and beautiful White House with a open front lawn freshly cut. I walk out of the car and ring the bell at the massive door.

The door opens and I get greeted by a warm smile.