Chapter 4

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"Oh my Goshhhhhh!!!!" I said jumping up and down, in front of everybody.

"Ella please calm down." my mom laughed looking at me.

"Okay okay I'm sorry." I said and stopped jumping.

We arrived, finally we are here, we were waiting for our luggages, and I was so happy just knowing that we are here in London makes me so happy, I can't wait to get out and feel the cold air of London, see the lights everywhere, seeing the people, it's stupid but people here are really different from France.

All I do is talking about London but don't worry now that I'm here I won't be talking about it that much.

"I think we got all our luggages, Ella you got your 3 luggages?" my dad asked.

"hmm yes I got them all." I said smiling, excited to finally go out of this airport.

"Okay then we are good to go to the hotel so we can freshen up and get ready for the restaurant." my mom said.

We went out of the airport and as I said previously even if we're only the 5th September I can feel the cold air and it's like I'm living again. We took a cab and went to the hotel, we entered the suite and it's just amazing and enormous.

"Ella darling, your room is the one over here, and there's a surprise in there." my mom smiled cheekily.

"A surprise eh?" I asked opening the door.

I enter and see nothing, by the way the room is huge and amazing I can see the London eye from my window when suddenly,

"BOOOO!" someone screamed behind me, and I couldn't help but scream at the top of my lungs until I turned to see who it was, and my mom was right, it was a real surprise.

"Oh. My. God. Amalia." I said shocked and gave her a big hug.

"Hey Bella Ella." she said hugging me too.

Little note, Amalia Jones (Amal) and I have been best friends since forever, we know each other since we were born, when I moved to France we kept in touch, she always came to France on holidays, we always made everything to never forget each other we were like sisters, we are both only child, so we were the sisters we didn't have. Amalia doesn't have parents, I mean she does but they passed away when she was young and she was given to her grandma who passed last year so now she's alone. I know I said I didn't have any friends but I did say I didn't have friends in France, she's the best and I've missed her so much, this couldn't get any better.

"Oh my gosh I can't believe I'm back here and I'm with you this couldn't get any better, I've missed you so much how are you?" I asked her not letting go of her hand and going to sit on the bed.

"I can't believe it either this is amazayn like for real." she said wiggling her eyebrows at me.

"Oh gosh I haven't heard 'amazayn' in ages." I laughed.

"I know right? and well I'm fine, not married to prince Harry yet but I'm fine." she teased.

"Oh darling don't worry he'll ask you the day he'll meet you." I laughed.

"And you how you've been Bella Ella?" that's the nickname she gave me since we know each other.

"Well I'm fine all I have been able to talk and think about is London and now that I'm here and I'm with you I feel complete for real, and ohhhhh you'll never guess." I said wiggling my eyebrows.

"Tell me." she said looking at me with her big green eyes.

"I've been accepted to the University of Cambridge." I said super happy.

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