Chapter Three.

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"So, what are you guys graduating or majoring in?", I asked.

"Architecture", Will said.

"Business", Felix said.

"Art", Sam said.

Whoa, these guys were smart.

"I'm in for literature!", I exclaimed.

We talked about our families and friends and I got to know that Felix didn't have a mom. I didn't push the topic though. Sam was a year elder to me, Felix was 3 years elder and Will was my age.

I started to cough and Will got up and got me some water. Aw, such a gentleman. He was darn cute. What is it with French guys and their pretty faces?

"Let's go around the city. It will be fun! We'll pop a few drinks on the way back. What say you guys?", Sam proposed. "Yeah!", we cheered though I wasn't sure about the drinks, yes I had never tasted alcohol in my life before. 

Pushing that thought aside, I wore my coat, fixed my hair and we all left. Felix had this huge map and we blindly followed it. First, we went to Miracle Mile which was house to 5 museums. Will and Sam were adoring the view since they both were huge fans of art and architecture. I was lost in a completely different world but then museums aren't so much fun, are they?

 The boys were bored so we next when to the Hollywood Walk of Fame.

It was freaking amazing. I clicked shit loads of pictures and smiled like an idiot when I was near Tom Cruise's star. That man, oh god.

We walked around more and ultimately Will said it, "I'm fucking tired. Let's just go get drunk."

We all agreed and went to a place nearby. Felix got drinks for all of us. I didn't touch mine and he said, "You're supposed to gulp it down." I laughed a little said, "Uhh, I don't want to drink today." They all looked at me and Sam said, "You don't drink, do you?"

I nodded apologetically. I got myself a diet coke and they roasted me a little but then they didn't force me. "You'll have your first drop of alcohol with us", Felix declared. "We second that!", Will said.

"Fine, you guys. It's not like this is the elixir of life", I said as I sipped on my diet coke. They all laughed and said, "You won't know unless you try babe", Sam said. 

Everyone paid for their drinks and we walked back to the hostel. Sam and Felix were singing "Cheap Thrills" loudly and me and Will laughed at them. These guys were sooooo drunk lol.

We got back to the room. Oh shit, it was time to sleep. 

Me and Felix were sharing the bunker. I quickly changed into my jammies and slipped under the sheets. 

"Come on, come on, turn the radio on, It's Friday night and it won't be long. Gotta do my hair, put my makeup on...", Felix sang as Will put him to bed. 

"Makeup? Really? Pfftt, British guys", Will remarked and I laughed.

"Goodnight guys!" I said.

"Night night Sia, you sing so well....", Felix said half asleep. I chuckled  as Will said goodnight and Sam was already asleep. 

This was it, I took my pillow and blanket. I got out of the room and sat myself on the bench nearby. I texted "Goodnight ma. I miss you both so much. I can't even sleep without you kissing me goodnight." I was almost going to cry, this going to be so hard.

I dozed off on the bench soon. The next morning I felt a pair of hands shaking me, asking me to wake up.

*Anonymous P.O.V.*

There she was. I had been looking around since the time I woke up. Oh god she looks so cute muffled in those blankets. I walked up to her and shook her, hoping she'll wake up.

"Five more minutes ma. It's Sunday...Can't a girl sleep...",  she murmured in her sleepy voice.

"Ma?, is that my new petname?", I said. She jolted awake and saw me sitting next to her.

"Ohmygod you scared the crap out of me. I was just going to scream my ass off", she screamed.

"Well, you already screamed and why the fuck are you sleeping outside Al?", I asked with a grim look.

"Uhhhh...", was all she said. 


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