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Chloé pov:

"Chloé, wake up. We are landing." I heard.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around.

I saw Isa in front of my smiling at me.

We were on a plane to London.

Me and Isa were going there because she have got a photo shoot and she didn't wanted to go alone.

I was supposed to go to Uruguay with my brother for international break but Isa wanted me to go with her.

I have mine photo shoot on 26.3. which is in 3 days.

But me and Isa are not planning to stay in London for a long time.

We landed on afternoon, it could be like 15:45.

Me and Isa got out of the plane and called taxi to get to the hotel.

We waited a bit and I was on my phone.

I was scrolling through stories and then I stopped on one story.

It was Rodrygos story, there were some buildings and as a location there was "📍London".

I'm surprised that Rodry is in London.

He doesn't go here much.

I was about to scroll bit more but then Isa told me that the taxi is here.

We got in and told the driver our hotel location.

The ride was around 5-9 minutes so it wasn't so long.

Thankfully.

When we got there we went out and took our suitcases.

Isa paid as always and I smiled at her.

"Why are you smiling like that you will be paying next." She said.

"What do you mean? You say that every time."

She just shaked her head and went to the hotel.

I went after her looking around.

The hotel looked really expensive and pretty.

I like it here.

Didn't know English hotels are like this.

They gave us room and we went to the elevator to get on our floor.

In the elevator was a boy standing acting really weird.

He could be like 13-15 years old, I don't know he looked pretty young.

He was staring at me the whole time.

I was giving Isa weird looks but something interrupted me.

"Are you by any chance the girl that Jude Bellingham dated almost three months ago?" The boy asked.

Isa gave me an ugh look and rolled her eyes.

I mean. I got bit sad not gonna lie but I just shaked my head at him.

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