The Refugees

Chapter 28: Savannah

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I wake up against a comfy pillow and I squeeze a little harder realizing it's not a pillow. I'm too lazy to get off and it's so comfortable.

"Savannah?" I hear Ash mumble.

"Hmmm..." I groan.

I open my eyes just slowly, realizing his voice was resonating from my pillow. I can tell I'm lying on his chest. My leg is draped across his and my arms wrapped around his waist. I prop myself on my forearm that isn't around Ash and slowly move myself off him. I turn around and stretch. What happened last night again?

"Morning." Ash says getting up.

Where am I again? Hotel? I look around the room and see another bed and a person in it.

"Who's there?" I ask pointing at the person in the bed.

The person, a boy I deduce by the broad shoulders and short hair, turns around smirking and I immediately know it's Declan. I groan again and slowly get up stumbling around because I'm still half asleep. I see a door and I open it, assuming it leads to the bathroom.

I'm correct.

I close it behind me and use the toilet, then I take a shower. I take the time to scrub well, shave, since a razor is available, and wash my hair because I'm sure I won't get such a good chance again.

"Don't even think about it!" Ash yells sternly, probably to Declan.

Think about what?

I get out of the shower after what is probably 20 minutes and grab my towel. I look around. Am I going to put on my dirty clothes again? And most of all the same underwear I've been wearing for the last 2 days?

It doesn't sound very nice...

I peek out to see where the boys are and then I come out, wrapped in a towel and look in the closet. Nothing.

"I have nothing to wear." I tell them huffing.

They look at me wide eyed.

"What's wrong with what you were just wearing?" Declan asks obviously eyeing me up and down.

I look away, my cheeks burning up.

"They're pajamas and are dirty because they haven't been washed in 2 days. I'm not going to put on the same dirty underwear now that I'm clean!" I blurt out.

They look at me, their eyes still wide.

"Can... Someone... Any one of you two, go down and buy me new clothes? They must have something! I don't know, shorts and a shirt and possibly an underwear?"

"I'll go." Declan says immediately.

"Why you?" Ash asks narrowing his eyes.

"Because do you know anything about fashion for girls? I have 4 sisters, so I have a pretty big clue."

We look at him leave and I sit down on the bed, Ash not too far away.

"Did you sleep well?" He asks me and my cheeks flush red as I remember the position I was in.

"Umm, sorry for that. Did you sleep well? Did I bother you?"

"Not really, it was comfortable." He says smirking.

My cheeks get redder.

"Stop smiling at me like that." I tell him.

His face goes a little more serious and it starts to make me nervous.

"What is it...?" I ask although I'm not sure I want to know.

"There's something I've been wanting to ask you about."

"What?" I ask completely clueless as to what he's about to refer to.

"When you said 'stop whatever effect you have on me', what did you mean? What effect do I have on you?"

I was caught off guard. That day I felt bold and wanted to do something to make me feel even bolder. Anything to surpass Amber who knew what she was up to.

I still hate her.

My cheeks are completely ablaze, ready to fry anything.

I don't know what to say.

He looks at me still expecting an answer. I feel dumbfounded. My face can't get any redder.

"Ughh... I..."

The door flings open saving me from Ash's embarrassing question.

"Thank you." I say quickly to him before heading to the bathroom before Ash can keep pressing me for an answer.

"Why do you always come at the worst times?" Ash snaps at Declan.

"Oops. Did I spoil something interesting such as a... kiss?" He asks mimicking a child.

Ash huffs and I smile to myself.

Ash and I wouldn't... kiss? It's weird to think we would. I mean I really like him but I've never thought about kissing someone before. I never really payed attention to those sorts of things and the thought of kissing Ash just makes me feel awkward.

How would it go...?

Ok! Let's change subject! I think to myself realizing my cheeks are still bright red.

I look through the clothes that Declan brought and was thankful to see underwear, jean shorts which looked like they would fit, and finally a simple white tee-shirt. I put back my old bra and change into the new clothes. I come out to see the two of them look at me.

"I chose well." Declan says proudly.

"When's breakfast?" I ask changing the subject.

"10." Declan replies.

"What time is it now?"

"9:48" Declan responds again.

"Shouldn't we go down now. I'm starving." I suggest.

They nod quickly putting on shirts and their bottoms before we head down to find Robert and Amber are already there.

"What are we doing today?" I ask.

"We'll be on our way first thing tomorrow morning." My dad replies.

I nod sipping on my hot chocolate.

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