Wanderlust

4. Little Adventures.

Remember; it was love we felt before it took on the form of anger// E.V
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I can't sleep. I have been turning to much, making me want to lay the ground. It isn't the mattress, I can tell you that, but I can tell you that the day, time for me, is so off. Here in Australia, it's one day and six hours ahead, explains why I'm having a lot of trouble sleeping. Ricky, on the other hand, is sleeping like a baby.

Rolling over to my side, I look at Ricky the one who looks so innocent, yet is a devil if you get to know him more. I knocked this trip continues, I know our friendship or whatever, will improve little by little. I would like to know more about Ricky because he's a weird one, in my opinion. I get up from my bed, walking to the double doors and steeping onto the balcony.

I can't take sleeping pills, but I don't like the idea of drugging myself to get rest, even if that would sound nice. I love sleep, if you haven't noticed already, but I wouldn't take pills to get sleep. Maybe I should take some pills to sleep, but if I do, I won't wake up in the morning because I'll still be tired since it's three in the morning here and it's barely like the afternoon in Seattle.

I don't usually travel, so this is very new. I have only traveled to Seattle and California. It's back to back. I have been to Rome, but that's when I was little, like very little. I have family over there who I haven't seen in such a long time. I sometimes Skype my cousin, Edith who practically begs me to go to Rome again. Like I always say, 'I'll see'. I can simply go there when it's my breaks from school, but if dad found out I went without asking him, here will come the bitch fit.

Imagine him now. I feel bad for leaving it to my mom. If mom hasn't told him about this, it is going to be so much uglier if he finds out some other way. Armany or Alexander probably already told him. Armany knew about this trip, well, I barely told her. She immediately called and told Alexander who was screaming his butt of telling me I am going to lose my virginity by the first night.

I go back into the room and dig in my bag, finding my laptop. I go back outside and sit down on the cold chair. Connecting the internet from the hotel, I login into Skype and call Armany. I'm guessing she is sleeping since her goal this summer is dedicate everyday to sleep. Well, we were both planning on it, but look where I am now.

In a minute or so, she answers.

"Brooklyn!" She smiles. "How are you? Girl, I haven't heard from you for like a day. Where are you right now? Is Ricky treating you like the queen you are? Oh if he isn't, he might as well say goodbye to his special place."

"Wow," I chuckle. "Calm down. I'm in Sydney, Australia right now. Ricky is treating me well, and you don't have to worry. I will keep you caught up with this."

"Oh you better," She pouts. "I want to this!"

"Of course you do." I slightly shake my head. "Where is Alexander?"

"I sent him to go get frozen yogurt after I woke up from my nap, of course," She smiles. "When are you going to Rome? I'm heading over there in a few weeks."

"Tell me when and I'll see what we can plan."

After talking for half an hour, she gets off because Alexander arrived with the frozen yogurt. I would of talked with him, but Armany started to fight with Alex about how he got the wrong flavor. If I were there, I would of already locked myself in my room, eating frozen yogurt. I slip back into the room, put my laptop on my bed. I'm not tied. I have lots of free time at the moment.

I change into these shorts that are meant for swimming. I put on a T-shirt and get a towel out of the bathroom. Leaving the hotel room, I get into the elevator and go to the floor where the pool is located, which is on the thirteenth floor. When I get there, there is only one middle aged lady, relaxing in the hot tub.