Your Friends, They Look Good, But You Look Better.

Chapter Seventy-Seven.

Aimee’s P.O.V.

"I think Mr Potato Head is the best." Meghan stated.

"No, it’s definitely Woody." Liam argued.

"Bullseye."

"Buzz."

"Would both of you shut up and just agree that Slinky Dog is clearly the best!" Harry jumped in. We’ve been having a heated discussion for the last half an hour over who is the best toy from Toy Story. Frankly, I’d had enough and was lying on the sand with my eyes closed. We had sat and watched the sun set and it was only starting to get properly dark now.

"What should we do now; I’m not even tired yet." I asked, staring up at the sky.

"Speak for yourself, all that swimming has made me tired." Meghan said, sarcastically. I looked over at her. She tried to keep a straight face. I looked at Liam whose face was in shock.

"Do you not mean how it’s made me tired? I was the one who swam carrying you! That wasn’t easy you know!" Liam complained.

"You could’ve left me to drown..."

"Don’t be silly." He winked and they both smiled at each other. Awh.

~

I woke up, as I heard the hut door being knocked. When I opened it, no one was to be seen. There were two notes were lying on the ground; one address to Meghan and me, and the other address to Harry and Liam. I decided I would get Meghan up to read ours first. I walked up to her and Liam’s room, opened the door quietly and tip-toed my way to Meghan’s side of their bed. Liam had his arms wrapped around her and she had her hands on his arms.I knelt down to her level so I could talk to her easily.  "Meghan." I whispered. "Meghan!" She wouldn’t answer so I started poking her.

"Meghan- wake- UP!" I said, poking her with each word.

"Poke me one more time, and I swear to god Aimee…" She growled sleepily. I was so tempted to poke her again, just to piss her off. I decided that I quite liked having all my fingers on my hand, so I refrained from poking again.

"Whatever, just get up."

"Why?" She yawned and pulled the pillow over her head. I pulled it off her head and held it away from her.

"Cause we have a letter."

"Why don’t we wait until the boys get up?"

"Because the letter is addressed to only me and you." I waved the letter in her face frantically but she just closed her eyes and went to go back to sleep. "Don’t you even think about it!" Liam started to move a little but settled back into his sleep. I grabbed Meghan’s arm and pulled her out of the bed, she made an “ooff” sound as her body collided with the floor.

"Fine I’m up!" She said, gathering herself from the floor. Meghan and I walked into the living room and both sat on the two seater. Meghan began to read the letter as I can’t read when people are watching me. Don’t judge.

Meghan’s P.O.V. 

“Dear Meghan and Aimee. I would like you both to come down to the reception of the hotel to prepare for the next task. Be there for no later the 8:15. There will be no need to explain or say anything to Liam and Harry, as their letter will explain everything. Please leave your phones in the hut as they will not be necessary. Lisa  P.S. Wear comfy clothes.”  I finished reading and we just sat in silence. I then realised we needed to be at the reception for 8:15. I pulled out my phone and it big bold numbers it said 7:56am. We had exactly 19 minutes to get ready and get to the reception. "We have 19 minutes to get ready!"

"What?! It takes at least 8 minutes to walk from here to the hotel!"

"Well in that case we have 11 minutes to get ready." We both rushed off towards our rooms and took out the clothes that we got last night from our hotel room, careful as to not wake our sleeping boyfriends. 7 minutes later I looked into the mirror and sighed.  I walked out, to find Aimee waiting for me.

"Ok let’s go, if we jog we will make it in time." She said, checking the time.

"Wow, no one said anything about jogging!" I said.

"Oh come on!" Aimee grabbed my arm and dragged me to the door, but stopped at the small kitchen first. "I need food!"

"When do you not need food?!" I teased

~

"Ok, so today’s task is going to be a scavenger hunt – with a twist." Lisa started. Aimee and I shared worried looks. "All four of you are going to be given a room number. You will be locked in that room for about an hour."

"What?! Are you kidding me?!" I exclaimed.

"No, I’m not ‘kidding’ you." I rolled my eyes at her. She’s really starting to irritate me and its only our third day here. "Your partners have received letters, similar to your own to meet here at 8:45am. They will be told exactly how the game will work. They will all be given an envelope containing a riddle. That riddle leads them to a certain object within the hotel, where they will find another envelope with another riddle and so on. The sixth envelope they find will contain a maths problem. If they answer this correctly, they will find the room number you will be in. The first couple to return here as a pair will win."

Harry’s P.O.V.

Liam ran in and woke me up with a panicked tone of voice. "Harry! Meghan and Aimee have gone!" I opened my eyes to find that Aimee was in fact gone.

"Have you called either of them?" In an equally panicked morning voice.

"I tried but they’ve left their phones here. I found this letter though!"

"Read it!" I said, anxiously.

“Dear Harry and Liam. You may have realised by now, you’re girlfriends are missing. Do not panic, they are quite safe. This is all part of the second task. Please meet in the reception at 8:45am for further details. Lisa.” Liam finished reading. I knotted my eyebrows together in confusion.

"I wonder what it could be..."

"Well, the only way we can find out is by getting down there." Liam said. I nodded and we both got ready.

~

"Ok gentlemen. Today is a nice scavenger hunt to find your girlfriends. Here are your first envelopes. These contain the first of six riddles." Lisa said. She handed all four of us a small envelope. "Now, there will be no cheating, as every riddle is different. Good luck. The first couple to arrive back here will win. Off you go!" Lisa walked off and we hurriedly opened the envelope. I read my first riddle;

“Runs, but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face."

What the hell?