Captain of the Ship

Chapter One

After college I decided I wanted to move to California, but before I made it official I wanted to find a nice place to live and if it really was a good place, so I rented a hotel room to stay for two months.

In the first month of me being here I made a couple new friends. We'd spend time at the movies, the mall and just hung out all the time.

Since I was finally 21 and it was nearing the time that I go back home, my friends and I go to a bar to hang out and drink a little.

Getting bored I take out my iPod and take a picture of my Shirley Temple and posted it on Twitter with the caption 'In California at a bar with my friends drinking a Shirley temple.' After a few minutes my phone goes off because people liked my picture.

Checking the notifications it read that I got a private Twitter message. Clicking the notification I read that it's from CaptainSparklez. Shocked because he never messaged me before, I read the message.

"Hey, I'm at a bar, too. Which one are you at?"

Answering him back I tell him which bar I'm at and he answers right away.

"I'm at the same bar! Where are u sitting? And what do u look like?"

Feeling shy I ask him where he's sitting instead.

"In the front at the counter."

Walking over to the counter I see him sitting there, holding a half empty shot glass. I sit next to him, not looking at him. He barely noticed me.

'Wow he must be really drunk.' I thought. Finally turning to him I hold out my hand.

"Hi, I'm Casey."

Looking at me puzzled he shook my hand.

"Are you Doc?" He asks, using my online alias. I nod my head slowly.

"Wow, you're beautiful" he blurted out.

I giggle. Realizing that he's had enough to drink, I slowly slide his drink away. Staring at him, I saw that he was in no state to drive. I stand him up and start walking out the door, paying for his drink.

I walk him slowly to my car. Leaning on me, half sober I slide him into the passenger seat and strap him in. Getting in the driver's side I look at him.

"Are you sober enough to tell me where you live?"

He nodded his head. Then gave me directions to his house.

Parking in the parking garage I help him out of the car and walk him to his door. He walks in the house and slowly shuts the door.

Half asleep, I slowly start to head back downstairs to my car. Before I got halfway down the hallway I hear my name being called. I turn and see Jordan in his doorway.

"You're welcome to stay in the guest room. It's the least I could do because you drove me." He said sweetly, his brown eyes staring at me.

I walk over to him."Thank you." I said happily. Leading me to the guest room he kept looking back.

"Here's the guest room. If you need anything I will be in the bedroom across the living room." 

He looked tired so I nodded my head and let him walk away. Taking off my red converse I slip into bed and stare at the ceiling, slowly drifting off into a deep sleep.