I was always a fan of the Beckham family. I loved Victoria's fashion line. It was gorgeous. David is an amazing athlete, and well, Brooklyn, he is just... Beautiful. I wonder why they would pick this school. I mean, I would at least put him in a private school. I walked to first period. Math. The most awful subject. With Mr. Smith you didn't know what you'd be screamed at for. He will be the reason for me losing my sanity. All he does is yell, yell, yell, yell, yell, complain, yell and complain. I think I am failing his class because of this boy who takes it with me, his dirty blonde hair, his style, his blue eyes. He was bad news though. Taking a victim home everyday, hoping one of those victims would be me. Suspension, detentions, this boy is bad. Yet, we've never talked. Shane. That was his name. It fit him perfect. I turned to my friend Jess
"You will never believe what just happened." I whispered
"What? Oh my god!"
"I'm taking care of a new student for a few weeks starting tomorrow." I stated
"And....." she wanted me to continue.
"His name is Brooklyn." I laughed
"Oh. I thought it was like someone import-" I cut her off
"Beckham" I smirked
"No. Avery? Are you serious..?"
"Yeah. No drooling over him." I said
"I can't hold it in." She said.
"You will only see him this class and lunch. Chill" I was getting annoyed. I didn't want him to come and get drooled on.
"No. You're going to be all over him. That's not fair." She sounded mad.
"I could keep my cool."
"True. Did you bring your lunch?" She asked.
"Yeah, see you later."
