*Emily's POV*
As I was walking back to the hotel I quickly went in to a few shops. I bought a little keyring for my brother. I don't really care if he trashes it though because it was only two bucks. I was thinking over in my head the moment where I kissed him. I was excited about it but also felt nervous about it. What if he didn't like it? What if he didn't want me to? I feel really bad about it. But it's nothing a little shopping can't fix. I went to a big shopping mall. In one of the stores I found a really cute dress. I got it of course. I found this really awesome bikini and it was a bargain too, twenty bucks!! It's blue with white spots. I did a little window shopping aswell. By the time I got back to the hotel it was eleven. I have to wait until four before I should call my family otherwise I will wake them up. I just send mum a text saying: Hey, It's Em will calll u at seven ur time.
I have five hours to burn so I might aswell have a nap.
*Matthew's POV*
I've been at my room for a while now. I don't have anything to do. Maybe I should get all touristy and visit some of the hotspots. I write a little list of things I would like to accomplished.
To Do List:
Walk Of Fame
Ripley's Believe It Or Not Museum
It's only short but I don't want to do too much in one day. First the walk of fame. I hail a taxi. and say to the driver "Walk of Fame please."
"Sure thing."
I sit back and get all prepped up to see all the stars. It isn't to long a ride to get there. When I did I almost jumped out of the cab without paying. I go from the start. There is Joanne Woodward. The first person to have a star. As I go along I see all these people I remember like Paula Abdul, Adam Sandler, the Harry Potter kids. It takes ages to get to the end but when I do I head straight for the Ripley's believe it or not museum.
The first steps in were amazing. I have never been somewhere so amazing before. Some of the exhibits I just stare at. I've read nearly all of the books but actually being here is amazing. I spend a good couple hours looking and playing with the exhibits.
I am so ready to go home. I am tuckered out after all that touristing. When I got back to the hotel I just fell on my bed ready for a nap.
*Emily's POV*
I've just woken up. Perfect timing to because it's four o'clock. I pull out my laptop and open skype. Mum is already on. She must be waiting for me. I video call her. She doesn't answer straight away. It eventually clicks on. I see mum and dad in bed. The picture is a little fuzzy but I can recognise who they are. We talk about the flight and stuff for about ten minutes. I decide to tell mum about Matthew. I might miss out on a couple of details though. Just for now.
"So I met this guy on the plane. His name is Matthew and he ended up staying at the same hotel as me. We've hung out a couple times," I try to announce nonchalantly. (Big words huh :P)
"Oh yes," Dad says with a slightly concerned look on his face.
"Dad chill out. He's only a friend and he isn't some dodgy drug dealer or anything," I say. Dad is such a pushover sometimes.
"Anyway," mum says while scowling at dad, "have you enjoyed yourself so far?"
"Oh yeah! It has been great. I cannot thank you guys enough for the tickets," I say genuinely happy.
"Do you plan on coming back soon or do you want to stay in the states for a while?"Dad asks trying to hold back the concern.
"I would like to stay longer. Maybe for a month or two," I tell.
"Your brother would never admit it but he misses you you know," mum reveals.
"I highly doubt that mum."
"He does Emily," dad adds.
"I miss him a bit aswell so you can tell him that," I utter, "but you don't have to."
"Alright then sweetie, see you later," mum says.
"Bye honey,"dad says.
"Goodblye (not typo, meant to be said as good-bl-y)," I say jokingly, "love you!"
*Matthew's POV*
I get my phone out and connect to the hotel's wi-fi. I enter my e-mail and I see I have a message from mum. It says: Hi sweetie, I hope your trip over was good and that you have been sleeping well because you are very grumpy when you're tired. I hope you aren't splurging too much, but if you do need more money just e-mail me and we will transfer some into your bank-account.
Love you, Mum.
Mum's a bit of a worry wart sometimes. I suppose I better let her know that I am good and not spending a whole load of money.
To: maria.johnson@gmail.com
Hi, I have been sleeping well and jetlag hasn't affected me too much. I have only really spent money on travel, food and staying at the hotel. The tipping thing is annoying though because I keep almost forgetting and I don't want to look rude to the waiters/waitresses. It is five o'clock over here so I think I'm going to hit the hay earlier tonight.
Matthew.
Alright, what's on the room service menu.
Hot dogs, Steak, Fried Chicken, Sausages and Chips and Pasta Bake.
I think Steak will be my dinner today. I hope it's good. I dial the room service number and wait for someone to answer. I finally hear a voice saying:
"Hello what would youlike this evening?"
"Uh.. a steak please."
"What room number?"
"3F."
"Ok that will be up in ten to twenty minutes."
"Alright, thanks, bye," I say quickly hanging up the phone.
I just lay on my bed waiting until I hear a knock on the door. I jump up because I'm starving. I whip the door open, take the steak, tip the lady and shut the door again. I immediately start digging in when I realise that I haven't eaten since this morning. When I finish I put on my PJ's and jump in bed.
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BTW Matthew's family aren't millionaire's but they have quite a bit of cash which explains some of the e-mail and when matthew's in his PJ's he looks like Dan Carter in a jockey ad. That's how hot he is supposed to be :D!!
Please vomment* and stuff.
*Idea from lillibabexx (has nothing to do with vomit).
Bye!!
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