How Could you?|Brooklyn Beckham|

•Chapter 1•

•Grace's P.O.V•
"No, please get off me! Please don't hurt me dad! I promise I won't tell mum about this, I'm begging you!"
I wake up with sweat dripping off my forehead, inhaling as much air as I possibly can, my skin looking as pale as ever. The same nightmare every day. I look at the time *6:50* time for me to get up anyways, hopefully no ones in the shower. I get out the shower and quickly get dressed, I put on my dark blue skinny jeans, flowery crop top and a long knitter jumper and white converses. I would wear shorts but it's quite cold outside. I apply a small bit of makeup. foundation, mascara and some baby lips. I drag myself downstairs and make a bowl of cereal and orange juice before Aunt Jennifer comes down the stairs. "Well, it's sure is good to see you up and early ready for school. you must be excited then" Jennifer says as she gets milk out the fridge. "ah fuck! The social worker is coming round today. To talk about mum.." I say. "don't worry about that everything will be fine.. Anyways what time is it, I wanna bring you to school?" She says before gulping a cup of apple juice. "*7:50* I think we better get going" We both get into the car. there was an awkward silence for some reason so I put on music. I start to think about the nightmare I had. How my own father used to abuse me, the more and more I thought about it the more the anxiety grow. "do you wanna talk about it?" Jennifer said without looking me in the eye.. We both knew what she was talking about. "Huh, what do you mean? Talk about what?" I try and act like I don't know what she's talking about. "The nightmare that you had last night.. I'm guessing about your dad again. Right?" She says still not making eye contact with me. "Yes, it was about him but I don't wanna talk about it.. Not now" I say trying to avoid talking about this any longer. 10 minutes after we've arrived.. To St. Francis academy. we then parked the car, and walked into the building. Before taking my first step I say a little prayer just making sure today goes well without no problems.. Aunt Jennifer and the headmaster were having a meeting and to spare the boredom I waited outside.. The meeting then ended and my aunt drove away.. I was then sent to the reception to collect my timetable and keys to my locker.. As I walk to my form room I manage to get some whistles from some boys. I ignored them.. I sit in my seat waiting for the teacher to come and do the register.. I noticed a boy about 5'10 walking in with girls all around him. I couldn't get a good look of him. But he defiantly saw me as he came to sit right new to me. "morning sweetcheeks, how comes I ain't seen you around before?" He says "I'm new here.." i say without making eye contact..but i slowly turn around. He gave his friends a look and started to smirk.. "New here? Well let me be the first to introduce myself. I'm Brooklyn, as in Brooklyn Beckham."
Did Brooklyn Beckham.. THE Brooklyn Beckham just approach me?
"I'm Grace Wakefield" His face is gorgeous! Big brown eyes, perfect smile, amazing quiff..
I stopped staring before he realised and shook his hand.. He has a little smirk on his face.. Didn't really take notice of it though..