|Name and surnames||MIREIA IVARS TOMÁS|
|Teacher’s name||VERÓNICA REAL MORTE|
|School||IES ANDREU ALFARO|
|Title of the story||A DAY IN LONDON|
It was seven minutes after midnight when I woke up. I couldn’t remember what I had done the day before, but I had a gun, two roses, and a note in my hand:”Go to Baker Street at 5 am.”
Baker Street? Had I travelled to London? Oh, no! I live in Spain, so the trip will be very long. I was very tired, but I couldn’t sleep because it was half past one, so I had only four hours left to go to London.
When I arrived at the airport I noticed that a man was looking at me, but I didn’t care.
The trip was very long and very tiring, there were two kids on the plane that didn’t stop crying. Finally I arrived in London. I was at the airport and I took the train to London city centre. I looked at my watch, and I saw that I had one hour to get to Baker Street so I took a taxi to go there.
When I got into the taxi I saw, again, the man who was looking at me at the airport. I was afraid. The taxi arrived in fifteen minutes, so I had time to have breakfast. I had orange juice with chocolate cookies.
Suddenly, the man of the airport went into the coffee shop with a lot of balloons and a big smile on his face. Then I realised that the strange man was my best friend David.
I laughed and I said to him: “You’re crazy!”
“Hey! I’m not crazy, come with me,” he said.
When we went out of the coffee shop, I could see that in front of us there was… a Guns and Roses concert. I was really surprised.
“Happy Birthday, dear!” he said.
“Thank you!” I answered.
After the concert we visited the Houses of Parliament, the Tower of London and the rest of the city.
I thought that the surprise was over, but my friend told me that we were staying in London for a week!
Definitely, it was the best day and the best birthday, and he’s the best friend in the world.