《unexpected ; romeo beckham》twelve
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Early in the morning I woke up to pack. I got ready quick and then we had to head to the airport. I didn't want to leave, but I had too.
I didn't want to leave Romeo.
I slid into the car and we drove to the airport. I stared out the window as we passed passed landmarks like Big Ben and The London Eye.
I felt like I knew London like the back of my hand although I had been to few places.
"I don't want to leave." I said. "I promise we'll be back." Brynn winked. I smiled, my mom squeezed my knee. The sun was now rising. The sky was turning orange and pink. I have never seen a sun rise like this, usually the towers back home block it.
"It's different isn't it, no buildings blocking the sunrise." My mom said. I nodded.
I was ready to be home though. I missed the bright yellow taxis, the billboards in Times Square, and the building that did block the sunrise.
It was a mostly silent car ride. I played on my phone, I even changed my lock screen to the picture of Romeo and I that Victoria took. I missed him already and we'd been apart for not even a day.
As we pulled up to our gate at London Heathrow Airport, I thought of Romeo and his blonde hair and his brown eyes.
I pulled my luggage out of trunk of our drivers car. I walked in the airport first. We went though everything all over again.
Check-in, security, etc.
We got breakfast like we did last time, but this time I got something from a café they have inside.
We sat for an hour and then we boarded our plane back to NYC.
I sat in my seat by the window when I realized that I never got his number.
I had no way to communicate with him.
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