Present day
"All ready mom!" "OK sweetie we will leave any minute now, put your stuff in the trunk." I was getting ready to go visit my grandma in London. I haven't been there in five years, I was super excited. " OMG mom I can't wait, ahh London, just the name of it sounds amazing. I'm so excited!!!" I screamed. " sure that's why your excited , I think the real reason your excited is to see that little boyfriend of yours." "Who Brooklyn, 1st off he's not my boyfriend, 2nd he probably won't wanna hang out now that he's becoming a professional soccer player, and 3rd he probably won't even remember me." "OK sweetheart whatever you say, well cmon we don't wanna miss your flight."
Back in londonDing-dong! The doorbell to the Beckham's house rang. Brooklyn decided to answer it with a surprise awaiting just outside of it." Oh, hey Mrs. Hernandez" Alyssas grandmother was at their door. " what are you doing here??" " I just wanted to inform you my granddaughter, Alyssa, is coming on vacation to town, she will be next door with me if you would like to visit." And with that said Mrs.Hernandez was gone.
CaliforniaWe drove to the airport and hopped on the plane. I was alone because my parents had to stay for work. I didn't want to admit it to them but I was afraid to go alone, and see grandma, mabey I was just scared to see Brooklyn again. I fell asleep on the plane for several hours until we started the bounce. I looked out the window and we had arrive it was 3 in the morning, I would have to get used to the time differences. I got off the plane and as soon as I seen my grandma I ran and hugged her, even though I didn't know her well I thought it was the right thing to do. I hopped in her car and drove off. Once we arrived to her house she told me where I would be sleeping and said we will unpack tomorrow and to get some rest. I woke up and all my stuff was unpacked. My grandma came in and told me she did it because I slept in. I got dressed and went downstairs. " what would you like for breakfast hunny.?" " can you make me some pancakes please??" I asked her. "Of course darling , oh , but we are all out of eggs can you go next door and grab some for me please?" "Sure grandma no problem." I walked over to the house with a basket. When I got there I knocked on the door, no answer. I then decided to ring the doorbell. Then the door opened.
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The boy next door (a Brooklyn Beckham fanfic)
Hayran Kurgulove story between two teens, a soccer player and his best friend