Emily is a high school girl, repeating her 2nd year of 12th grade. Every since her father died she hasn't been the same. She gets into trouble every chance she gets, and feels that due to her behavior everyone has lost hope in her ever turning her l...
"Emily.." Aron says as Emily slowly lifts her head from his shoulder. "We're here." He smiles at her.
"Whoa.." Emily looks straight ahead at the beautiful tall blue building surround by glowing water.
"Hope you brought a swimming suit." He smiles as he opens the door. "This is beautiful.." "I'm glad you like it," He hugs her from behind. "You hungry?" "Starving." "We're going to go up to our room. Then we'll go to the bar and grill."
Aron slides the key through the lock on the hotel door. She smiles as he opens the door to a beautiful room.
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"This is beautiful. Way better looking then my dirty dark room.." She says as she looks out the window.
Aron smiles as he unpacks his bag. "You unpack?" He looks at her. "Of course. That's what the drawers are for." "Yeah the drawers are for people who live here.."
Emily says as she begins to unpack her bag. "Who told you that?" "My mom.." "Ah.." Emily looks at him. "What's wrong?"
He turns around smiling. "This is like our first vacation together.. just think about all the fun stuff we can do when you graduate."
She smiles as he kisses her slowly. "When I graduate.. that's a long time from here.." "Well the whole point of coming here was to forget about all that.. let's go eat."
As the two wait for their food, Emily's phone begins to ring. "Hello?" "Heyy Emily how's the trip going? Are you pregnant yet?"
Emily rolls her eyes. "No I'm not, and don't call me." "Why? Did you kill someone?" "No, but I'm going to be busy. I don't want you interrupting anything important.."
"Oh.. I see. So how long should I give you guys? Thirty minutes?" Emily laughs. "No we're not ha- I don't have to explain shit to you. I'll see you Monday."
"Ok see you Monday baby momma." Emily laughs as she ends the call. "Is that beer?" She asks Aron as he comes back to the table with two bottles in his hand.
"Well yeah." She smiles as he hands her the bottle. "I thought I wasn't old enough.." "Well there's a lot of shit you're not old enough to do, but your still doing it." He smirks as he down his bottle.
Emily smiles as the waitress sets down their plates. "Thank you." He smiles as he hands her a $100 tip. "You know.. you're pretty rich for a high school teacher.."
"Well.." "Well what? Did you steal it?" He laughs. "No Emily I didn't steal it. My grandma died, and she left a will."
"Oh I'm sorry." "It's fine.. it was a long time ago.. I just never really had anything or anyone to spend the money on."
