Wanderlust

10. Brazil.

When we arrive to Brazil, it's around nine. It's not to late, but not to early. The air is fresh and I can't wait until tomorrow because that's where we are going to go sightseeing or try new types of food, which we have tried lots. We put our stuff into the car and Ricky drives into Brazil.

"This is the best," I smile. "Have you ever been to Brazil?"

"Uh no," He chuckles. "So, this is our both first time angel face."

Suddenly a huge group of people are on the street dancing, drinking, all of that stuff. It seems fun. Ricky finds another route, but when we end up at a dock, I'm a little surprised. How come we are not staying in a hotel? I run a hand through my hair as I get out of the car.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see." He smiles.

We get out bags, as we are getting closer to the dock, I see a boat waiting there us. Now I'm really getting curious to where we are going because I thought we would he staying in Rio De Janeiro. Shrugging, I put my bags into the boat and hop in. Ricky starts the boat and I keep looking at the dock that Is only getting farther and farther.

Honestly, it's kind of scary being on a boat at night. You might not know what could pop up and eat your face if you're casually just looking at the water. If someone is being stupid at night, they can fall off the boat and die. Well, if they don't know how to swim of course.

"Brooklyn," I go over to where he is standing. "Look, you see that house over there?" I nod. "That's where we are staying."

That house looks huge. Way to huge for two people. How many bedrooms does that place have? How many bathrooms does it have? Imagine the huge amount of closet space you have. I already know when I step in that house, I will get lost, but I have a good feeling that house is going to be straight up beautiful.

"Does your family own this house?" I wonder.

"My mom does actually," He smiles. "We got it for her birthday. She heard we were coming to Brazil and insisted for me to stay at the house."

"So she's at the house?"I raise an eyebrow.

I really do hope his mom is there. She is a total sweetheart and can really keep a conversation going.

"No, she's with my sister in Seattle."

Dammit.

We end up at another dock that leads us to the house. I get my bags as I look at the house. I feel like I'm so small now that I am standing right in front of it. Why did I have to be short? When we enter the house, my mouth drops open. This is perfect. There is a perfect view of the beach. Oh, I can't wait until tomorrow.

"Okay, let's get settled."

I follow Ricky upstairs, where he leads me into a hallway. Wow, there is a lot of rooms, way to much actually. "That room is yours. If you need me, I'll be across from you."

"Okay."

"Meet you downstairs in a few minutes."

Entering my room, I smile. Closing the door behind me, I begin to unpack. I totally get distracted when I see my phone light up with a call from Armany. I can't wait to explain how it's going and ask her how are things back home.

I kind of miss Seattle, but before I know it, I'll be back.

"Hello?"

"Hey Brooklyn! I miss you so much!"

"I miss you too!"

There is points that I do think of my friends and how much I miss them, but Ricky is the one who really keeps me distracted and makes me not think of anything back home, which is what I like about people. I like the feeling when people make me forget everything when I'm with them.