𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 | 𝐦. 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧

18

Tonya's POV

I watch as Jermaine angrily walks into his hotel room with Randy and Jackie. It's always something with him. He's a pretty cool guy I guess, but he's real troublesome.

"Tonya, you comin'?" I hear Michael's soft voice ask me, taking my mind off of my thoughts. I nod, and walk into our room, following him, Marlon and Tito.

"Well, this is it, y'all," Tito says in some funny fact voice, as if he's the staff that brought us here. "The fanciest room on the block," he finishes, taking a comedic bow. Marlon rolls his eyes at him as if he's annoyed, but I can see his smile.

"Man, it's really nice in here," Michael says, taking in all the room. It has two sets of bunk beds with fancy, comfy-looking sheets on them.  "Yeah," I agree with him.

"So, who's sleeping where?" Marlon asks, and Michael is quick to climb up on one of the top bunks with his bags. "Dibs on top!" he exclaims, setting his bags down on his bed. I giggle.

"Mike, you don't need your bags up there," Tito chuckles. "Oh- right," Michael replies, noisily dropping his bags onto the floor. "Michael, we have downstairs neighbors!" I whisper-yell and he blushes in embarrassment. "Oh, sorry y'all," he whispers to the floor as if the people below us can hear him.

"Well I'll take this bed below Mike then," Tito says, setting his things over by his bed as he takes a seat on it. Marlon and I look at each other. "Wait, so.. me and Tonya gotta sleep together?" he asks, and then he bashfully rubs the back of his neck in realization, "wait, that doesn't sound right-"

Michael laughs, "we know what you mean," he reassures. "What's the problem with y'all sleeping in the same bunk? Y'all are best friends right? Haven't you two had sleepovers before?" Tito asks, tilting his head in confusion, but there was something sly about him.

Yes, of course Marlon and I have had sleepovers, but it's different now with these new found feelings. However, I didn't want him to know that, though. "No- yeah, Marlon. It's fine, we've had sleepovers before remember?" I tell him, setting my bags down.

"Now which bunk do you want?" I ask him with a smile. "Uh, whichever one you don't want," Marlon says to me, mirroring my same smile. He's so handsome. I exhale a laugh, "okay, then I'll take the bottom one."

Marlon nods, putting his bags next to our bunk. "So, we gotta play some games or do something before the show tomorrow. We'll probably be too busy to do stuff then," Marlon says, starting to rummage around in his bag.

"What you got in mind?" Michael asks, climbing down from his bed.  Marlon starts to go through his bags more,  "I got connect four, trouble, the game of life, perfection, mystery date-"

"Dang, you brought like- all the games from the house," Tito says, moving over to the floor. Marlon chuckles, "yeah, didn't want us to be bored." I smile, making my way over to them.

"We can always play truth or dare or something, too," Tito oddly adds in, looking in the direction of Marlon and I. What's he implying..?

"Yes!! I love truth or dare!" Marlon exclaims, sitting down on the floor excitedly. I smile at his enthusiasm, taking a seat next to him. "What about the board games?" Michael asks. 

Marlon just waves him off with a laugh. "Who cares about the board games anymore? Now, who's asking first?"