Shes different (Brooklyn Beckham)

Chapter 2

After the game, Brooklyn took my phone and put his number in it, while I did the same. We hugged goodbye, and I said goodbye to the rest of the Beckhams too. My showchoir group loaded on to the fancy buses, and went to our hotel. I was rooming with Emmie and Jess. As soon as I got into our room, I collapsed on the big bed.

"Not so fast! I want the big bed!" Emmie called.

"Same!" Jess called after her. I sighed.

"Today Emmie you'll get it, tomorrow Jess, and the next day me. Kay?" They all nodded in agreement. There was two big beds, but two girls had to share one. I grabbed my suitcase and started rummaging through it, trying to find some of my tank tops and sweats.

"Ah ha!" I cheered, finding them and my toiletries bag.

"Call bathroom first!" I screamed as I grabbed my stuff and phone and jogged in. Someone plugged in their iPod and played Rhianna.

"Where have you been.." I sang loudly, slipping off my clothes and putting on my Victoria secret PINK sweats and some tank top. I threw my hair into a messy bun, and began to brush my teeth, put my whitening strips in, take my makeup off, wash my face, mostrize it, and put my pimple cream on. (Don't want Mount Rushmore on my face) After that I apply chap stick. *ding* I quickly start to push around my stuff, trying to find my damn phone.

"God fuc-" found it! I clicked the home button and saw it was a text from Brooklyn. I immediately smiled.

"Hey babe(:" I typed up a response

"Heyy(:" I organized my things and walked out.

"Do you wanna facetime?" My heart rate sped up.

"Girls! Brooklyn wants to facetime!" I scream.

"We'll be in the bathroom!" They scream back.

"No! Don't leave me alone!" I grab Jess and force her to sit with me. But I know how shy she can get, so I'll probably end up doing most of the talking. I grab my phone and say,

'Suree. Ft me @ emilyk383829@yahoo.com'

I feel something hit my head, and see its a bag of sour gummies.

"Love you!" I call out to whoever gave them to me.

"Jess can you turn on the TV please?" I ask. She nods and grabs the remote. It turns on to a gossip show, which we leave on. I hear the noise of FaceTime, and I click 'Accept' after a few seconds, his face appears on the screen. He's so hot. Thats all I gotta say.

"Hey." He greets.

"Heyy."

"Hey Jess."

"Um..hey." Shes so shy sometimes I swear. The TV grabs my attention, as it says the word 'Beckham.' I see Brooklyn's face appear, and I turn the camera on my phone so he can see too.

"Oh hey! Its you!" I joke. He laughs. The TV switches to a picture of a girl on his lap. It only shows her eyes, but I can already tell she'a pretty.

'Brooklyn Beckham, the son of the hottie David Beckham, is already breaking hearts at 14! Resources say that he broke up with his girlfriend, that he's been dating for a year and a half!' The interviewer person says.

"Oh.." I quietly say, I didn't think he would hear, but he did.

"She was fake. They make me sound like a player. She wanted to be a model, thats why she dated me. She obviosuly knows my mother's job."

'The Beckhams were spotted today at a lakers game. Seems like Brooklyn's already found someone new! This picture was taken from the kiss cam! Isn't it adorable! The mysterious girl kissed Cruz Beckham on the cheek, while Brooklyn kissed her cheek. What a lucky girl!' My mouth drops open, and the camera is still on me. He can hear everything they're saying though.

"Oh.my.god." Jess and Emmie say in unison.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know you would be in public-" I cut him off.

"It's fine. Really! I mean, I did kiss and got kissed by two Beckhams in front of a huge stadium. I guess it would happen." He frowns.

"So... I guess you liked the attention." Im confused at first, why he would be upset. Then it hits me! All the girls he meets just wants attention. He thinks I'm turning out like that!

"No no no! It's not like that. I knew it would happen, that's why I'm not upset. I mean I would've preferred if it didn't happen." He thinks for a minuet, and smiles.

"So how long are you guys in LA?"

"4 more days. The last day we're just driving back." He nods.

"Where are you guys going?" I take out the paper that says where we would be, and show it to him. He writes down something after a while, and then smiles.

"I'm surprised." I scrunch up my face.

"Why?"

"Your not acting all pretty in the camera."

"Excuse me? I'm not pretty enough for you?" I ask, ready to end the facetime.

"No! No no! That's not what I meant! But like all my girlfriends try to act like models in front of the camera. You're so....real." I smile.

"I'm SOO a model!" I say, pulling a double chin. He bursts out laughing. He then pulls a silly face, making me laugh.

We spent literally an hour talking about nothing and making funny faces.

"Emilyyy!" Emmie groans. I roll my eyes.

"I think I have to go."

"Aw.. Are you sure?"

"Yes!" Jess finishes for me. I laugh.

"Yup. Sorry."

"It's fine. I'm tired anyways. I'll see you tomorrow?" I nod.

"Kay."

"Sweet dreams beautiful." I don't think I was meant to hear the last sentence. I smile hugely.

"What does he mean he'll see you tomorrow?" Emmie asks. I was about to answer. But wait, I don't even know.

"I actually have no idea." I admit.

"He likes you a lot Emily." Jess gushes. I laugh.

"We met today Jess." She laughs too.

"I know, but it's obvious." I smile.

"Good night girls." I call out.

"Night"