I had to sit beside jack on the bus as he was my partner. The journey lasted for two hours! We sat in silence for two whole bloody hours. I had to pretend like i was totally on edge.
We got dropped off in the arsehole of no where just to be told being mr irwin that it was too damp to camp so yes, it's a four mile walk to the nearest hotel.
We were half way there when Jack actually said something to me, "I get the better bed." Are you taking the piss?! I have been waiting for him to say something for hours now and thats his big opening line?!
"Whatever," i snapped.
Another hour and we were here. I have one word to describe this place - creepy. Jack got the key to our room and then i followed him up the metal outdoor stairs. We got to the room and he opened the door. "What the fuck?" He said with his eyebrows furrowed.
"What?" I shoved past him and walked into the room. I dropped my bags and sighed, "A double bed? Seriously?"
He closed the door and threw his bags down before walking into the bathroom. He hummed an unfamiliar tune as he dried his hair with the hair drier.
I didn't even need a mirror to know that i look like a drowned rat. I walked into the bathroom and took my jacket off, dumping it on the floor. "Can i please have some privacy to shower?" I asked him.
He turned the hair drier off and smiled, "Sure." He walked out, leaving me to have a shower in peace.
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I walked into the bedroom in just a towel. Jack was sat on the edge of the bed, his back facing me. He had changed into dry clothes.
I grabbed panties and a bra and made my way to the bathroom to put them on. I put them on before dropping my towel and drying my hair.
I was standing in my matching bra and underwear (purple with grey lace) and drying my hair when Jack walked in. I shrieked, "Get out!"
"Relax," he put his hands in the air, "it's not like i haven't seen plenty of girls like that before."
"I just don't like being seen so exposed," i said.
He ran his Vo5 wax through his hair, making it messy and tousled. He said, "That's the thing with girls logic. You can be seen prancing about the beach in a skimpy bikini but when we see you in your underwear you freak out! In my opinion, underwear actually covers more than a bikini. Bras are padded and your underwear doesn't cling to your ass like bikini bottoms do when they're wet."
I shrugged, "I suppose you're actually very right by saying that. I just feel self conscious like this though. I don't even like wearing bikinis either."
"You have nothing to be ashamed of," he shrugged as he threw his vo5 wax across the bedroom, luckily landing in his bag.
"nice shot," i giggled as i turned the hair drier off and put it on the counter.
"I'm talented," he smirked.
"Indeed," i nodded. We both walked back into the bedroom. I put on a pair of grey sweats with my oversized grey sweater.
Jack flopped down on the bed with a bottle in his hand. I put on my glasses to get a better look at the name as he chugged the liquid down. "Captain Morgans, jack really? You're drinking?"
"if I'm going to survive these next few nights then I'll definitely need morgans. I have five whole glasses if you want one?" He offered.
"Oh i shouldn't," i shook my head, "alcohol always has bad results with me. I either end up crying or i jump into bed with the first guy i see."
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