Being in Love with a Beckham- Romeo Beckham Story

Part Three

"Class is over in two minutes." He says as he starts to pack up.

"Oh okay." I say disappointed.

"Maybe you could come to my house after school and help me?" He asks quietly.

"Oh um..." I say trying to think of an answer without sounding to excited.

"I totally get it, it's okay you don't need to help me." He says as he zippers his backpack.

"I'd love to help you after school," I say with a huge smile on my face.

"Really?!" He says as a big smile appears.

"Of course!" I say as I put my backpack on.

"Thanks so much Juliet." He says.

"It's no problem at all." I tell him.

We walk down the hall way, up a stair case, and into another class room.

"This is our History class." Romeo says as we walk in.

"Hi Romeo! Want to sit next to me?" Marie the annoying girl from homeroom says.

"Um no thanks. I'm going to sit next to Juliet." He says as he puts his books on his desk. "She's kinda obsessed with me, and it's super weird." He whispers to me as I sit at the desk next to him.

"That is really weird." I whisper back to him. All of the sudden the teacher walks into the room.

"You must be Juliet! I'm Mr. McCounty your history teacher. We are learning about World War One." He says to me.

"Cool, nice to meet you." I say to him.

History class was boring, I learned this in the fall. I knew the answer to almost every question, I raised my hand and was called on multiple times. The first time I answered a question everyone was so shocked because I was the new girl.

At the end of class Mr. McCounty passes out the homework. When he gets to my desk he says, "Great job Juliet!". I smile back at him.

As the class walks out Romeo says to me, "I think you participated more in that one class than I have during this whole year."

"I learned this stuff in the fall, and you participated too." I say to him.

"Now we have chorus. I can't really sing but I'll mom really wanted me to take this class. Do you sing?" He says as we walk down a flight of stairs.

"I mean I've never had lessons or taken a course at school, but I sing for fun sometimes." I say nervously.

"Cool, cool." He says as we walk into a huge room with a piano. "Ms. Pondler, this is Juliet. She just moved here from the United States."

"Nice to meet you." I say to her.

"Nice to meet you Juliet. Do you sing?" She asks me.

I hesitate but then reply by saying, "Sometimes for fun."

"Great!" She says as she pulls out music. "We are singing Photograph my Ed Sheeran."

"Awesome, I love his music." I say to her as I get passed a page with the lyrics on them.

"Ok class, we need someone to solo the beginning. It can be a girl or a boy, so let's just go around a circle and everyone sing from the until the pre-chorus." She says.

We all get in a circle. I can feel my heart beating out of my chest because I'm so nervous. I'm the forth one to go.

First a tall, brunette, deep voiced boy sings. It's sounds fun but it was definitely not in the right key.