Wanderlust

5. Preparations Or Not?

The first thing Ricky and I have to do in the morning is go shopping for him. Shelby said yes last night and of course, Ricky couldn't help, but be his moody self. I know he does not like her in that way, but if he could make this girls day, it will make mines. But seriously, Ricky has to make sure a date will not happen after this one.

Maybe if I knew this was going to happen, I would of invited one of my friends for back up, you know? I would not pushed them to the side, but make them travel with us and for us to get to know each other and you know, keep me, well not bored when something like this happens. I know I could of perfectly avoided this, but this is a good thing. I hope.

"Why don't you go on this date? I'm practically a being forced." He says running a hand through his hair.

I snort, rolling my eyes. "She is going on this date with you. Don't turn this on me. Now, hurry it up. We have to go to the mall for a new suit."

"She better be paying though."

"Be a gentleman, would you?"

I kind of feel bad for Shelby. She is going to be dealing with a whole lot of moodiness tonight. I would warn her about it, but I doubt she's working today. I probably already know what she's right now. She is sitting in front of her mirror, giving herself a pep talk telling herself not to embarrass herself and not to act weird.

Shit, if I was ever going on a date with this beautiful human next to me, I'll be doing the same thing because this guy makes you nervous. The first time I met him, I thought he was always going to be a civilized person all the time, but oh boy, wasn't I wrong? He has to probably be the most moodiest person ever. Getting my phone off the bed side table, I get the keys and hand them to Ricky without a fight.

If only if we had time to fight right now.

We toke up late today, so if we had time, I would totally argue with him about driving, but right now, it doesn't seem like the time because it looks pretty bad. I mean Ricky. He looks tired, moody and has has bags under his bright blue eyes. Hmm, did he get any sleep? I'm pretty sure he did because I saw him take some sleeping pills.

I only got sleep because I forced myself and kept saying to myself that I will never get sleep if I don't force myself or something. I went to sleep five minutes later, I believe. I slept like a baby last night. So no, the second night here is not the worse. Plus, I won't be even sleeping a third night here because we are leaving Australia like at the win then morning.

I wonder where we are going next. If I ask, I don't think he will tell me, plus, I don't think right now is the time since the way he looks is not so nice. He looks mean when he looks like this. If I do something about it, I would tell him to cancel the date, but he can't cancel on the poor girl.

"I feel like shit," He mumbles under his breath as we head down to the lobby. "Did I drink last night?"

"I don't think so," I shake my head. "I think I would of heard something."

"You were knocked out, I'm pretty sure you wouldn't of heard anything."

"Was not!"

"I was up all night. I know what I saw."

"That's a bit creepy," I laugh. "You were watching me sleep. Didn't you take sleeping pills though?"

"I accidentally took the wrongs one, but at least, I discovered that you look like an angel while sleeping."

"Funny." I roll my eyes.

You could clearly tell he was being sarcastic. When we get to the lobby, I search to find Shelby, but no sign of her. I like of already knew that she was going to take this day off to get all ready and dolled up for Ricky. I'm just hoping she doesn't put to much makeup on her face. Only if I actually made the effort to at least talk to her or at least, help her during these preparations.