Vegas/Back in California

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Katherine's P.O.V.

They were planning on going to Vegas. I have never been to Vegas before. I know that the place is filled with strippers and other dirty kinds of shows and people. I’ve seen Las Vegas on the telly and have also heard that on Elvis song a bunch of times. From commercials, the place seemed exciting. But I wasn’t feeling much excitement knowing that I’m in a car with a stranger and a person I used to know.

In about another two hours, the sun was beginning to set. The dark desert landscape was beginning to disappear as we came closer to Vegas. I gasped at the beautiful site of lights. The lights shined in the dark night. All the bright lights out did the city outside of Las Vegas.

It was even more fantastic as we drove down The Strip. We started driving past the Sahara hotel and made our way into traffic. I completely forgot about being taken away, I was too intrigued at the gorgeousness of the city.

“Viva Las Vegas.” Hunter sung.

The streets were packed with tourists taking dozens of photographs. I brought down my window and felt the heat enter the air conditioned car. It must be a hundred degrees out here, I thought.

The people of the street varied. There were people in suits and costumes hoping to make a dime out of snapping photographs with people. What I saw, that I found odd, was a drunken “Winnie The Pooh” lying against a wall holding a beer bottle. There was a man in a pink show girl outfit bugging people as they walked by. I laughed at seeing him scare people.

I turned my attention back to the hotels and city. We were now passing the Bellagio Hotel. Water shot out through the pool in front. It was a spectacular and pretty at night. The cool air blew to my face and it was nice from the heat.

“Wow.” I smiled.

We continued to go past the hotels and sightseeing places. I was beginning to wonder which hotel-if we were even staying at a hotel- we’re going to be at. “Which hotel are you planning on staying at?” I asked Hunter who was humming to a rap song playing.

“We were planning on sleeping in the car if you don’t mind.” Hunter answered turning the volume down.

“You had better be joking. I’m not sleeping in this seat.” I said.

“Relax…you can sleep in the trunk!” Ryan chuckled.

I hit his arm and as I did so, Hunter was already entering a parking for a hotel. The hotel was a dark Egyptian pyramid. I caught a glimpse at the hotel’s name: The Luxor.

After about ten times circling the place for parking, we finally found a place to park at the very end of the parking lot. Hunter and Ryan got out of the car and I was left inside whilst they were taking their things out of the trunk.

I tried to open the door next to me and it was locked. I reached over to the front side of the car and pressed the button unlocking all the doors. I opened the door and stepped out stretching my arms and back. “That was a long ride.”

Ryan and Hunter both just noticed me outside the car and Ryan quickly grabbed my arm thinking I’d run off.

“Where’d I run off to Ryan? I don’t have anywhere to go.” I told him.

“Well let’s get a move on before you got a chance to run off.” Hunter grabbed the suitcases out of the trunk.

I walked right beside Ryan through the crowd of people inside the hotel. The hotel was such a hotel I’ve never been in before. It kept its shape of the pyramid inside and I wondered who stayed at the very top of the place.

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