Chance

Chapter 3:

Chapter 3:

I got back to the room with fifteen minutes to get ready for dinner. I hopped in the shower, got dressed, & threw my hair back into a messy bun. I still was half addled. What had just happened?? We ate at a small little restaurant on the first level of the ship. It was a tiny burger place. Sarah & Dad asked about my book & made fun at how I highly resembled a lobster at the moment, thanks to the three hour tanning session. I laughed along, I'm not too sensitive when it comes to that stuff. I tried to seem genuinely interested in their day & I really was, I just couldn't help reliving mine. Over, & over, & over again. I wanted to announce my plans for the next evening to world, I was about to bust!!!! I somehow managed to keep it contained through supper.

Dad & Sarah both took note of my distance & asked on the walk back to the room if I was alright. "Yeah," I responded, "I'm fine. It's just been..... An eventful day...." They seemed to be okay with it so I went on, dreaming of tomorrow.

I went to bed early, hoping tomorrow would come sooner. I woke up at 10:30, stumbled out of bed, ate, & then brushed my teeth. I went to the pool with Sarah to watch her swim, the decided against it. Since I was already fried. I was on the sky deck, indoors, enjoying a little coffee shop & some Nicholas Sparks. I got a text from Dad saying to meet back at the room at 1:30 to check in. So I walked down the stairs & grabbed Sarah, who had made some friends already. I guess I forgot about trying to meet new people. I mean, I'd already met Niall? What more could I want?? I had a great circle of friends back home. Kennedy, Morgan, Ruthie, Molly, Brice, they were all great. What would they think? They probably wouldn't even be allowed to know. That's killed me.

Home. I would have to go home. Unfortunately. I missed Mom already. Mom. MOM. Oh my gosh!!! She'd kill me!!! I had asked her something like this once, Morgan & I had asked our parents something about if we met One Direction could we date any of them. I got a flat no. I would be dead. I couldn't do that & go against my Mom's rules. Could I? One date wouldn't hurt? I was older now. That had been years ago. She probably didn't even remember it now, at least I hoped not.

I had luch at around 2:00 & then figured I should probably go try to find someone my age to talk to. I walked to the back of the ship & bumped into a shuffle board contest. Definitley not my age. The spa sounded really amazing. I texted dad checking to make sure it was alright, then went on & found the day spa. I got a mani-pedi, massage, & I was out of there by 5:30. Only two & a half hours to go!!!! That was probably a good thing since it took me 80 years to get ready when I was nervous. I laid out a cute flowy red sundress that had a high waist, thick white belt & a pair of flat flip-flops that were tan with a few diamond type things on the straps. I hopped into the shower, but I didn't wash my hair I wanted to curl it. I picked a simple silver charm bracelet, stud earrings, and a lengthy heart locket. i curled my long brown hair & added make up & was ready to go! It was 7:30, I had been taking my time. I must've checked myself in the mirror 50 times.

I watched a little TV & headed out at 7:55. "Where are you going so dressed up?" Sarah asked.

"I'm going out, with a friend."

And then the expected, "OOOOO!!!!!!!! Hannah's got a date!!!!!!!" followed.

She went to tell Dad & I made a break for it. I finally found the janitor's closet. I knocked & got no reply. I peeked in & seen no one. I went in & waited. I checked my phone for time it was only just 8:05. Surely he'd come.... Maybe??

I sat down against the shelf. I yawned. I was exhausted. I guess I didn't realize how busy my day had been. My eyes slowly closed.