3 Weeks In Paris

5: Funny story.. We're lost.

"So hows the she devil?" I ask Zoe when I saw her heading towards our dinner table.

"Shes asleep now." Zoe replied.

"I talked to Julien." I stated.

Zoe looked at me confused motioning me to go on.

So I did. I told her everything he said and she looked like she was about to go rip his man parts out.

We continued our dinner in silence and then went back to our suite.

We saw Mariana on her bed sleeping like a baby. Not a cute one. A drooling, snoring baby. She shifted in her sleep until she was laying on her stomach. She looked so weird.

So me and Zoe went and sat in the living room watching TV. After about an hour we went to our shared room. We tucked ourselves into bed and fell asleep.

***

The next morning, me and Zo woke up to the smell of pancakes. Nope, not yummy pancakes. Burned pancakes. We went to the kitchen and saw Mariana flipping a pancake onto the pan. Unfortunately, Maria's flip ended with the pancake falling on the floor. This is one of the many reasons why we don't eat anything Mariana makes.

She was in a very good mood today.

"Looks like her time of the month has ended" Zoe whispered to me.

She picked up the pancake from the floor and threw it in the trash bin. Then she turned around and smiled from ear to ear at us.

"Breakfast is served" she said.

"Ummmm we'll pass, we wanna stay alive in Paris, thanks" I said giving her a tight lips smile.

"I'm going to get dressed to go to the Buffet" Zoe said.

"Well there goes all my hard wor-" Mariana said while rubbing the flour off her forehead.

"Wait for me" I ran after Zoe before even letting Maria continue.

After we were done, we went downstairs to the Buffet and stuffed our faces.

Zoe stood up to go wash her hands. A few minutes later, she came back with a big smile on her face.

"OMG OMG OMG" Zoe screamed and caught the attention of many people eating in the buffet with her yelling.

"Shhhhhhhh" I yelled back. "Whats going on?"

"I-I-I was walking to the bathroom when this guy bumped into me and made me fall on the floor. So, then he helped me up and apologized with his deep American accent. He then introduced himself. His name is Adam and he is like so tall. Like 6'2 or something and he has dark brown hair with hazel eyes that are so dreamy, he has some killer biceps and triceps that are soo drool worthy annd he's from the US. But he didn't tell me which city." She stopped and took a deep breath. Her blue grey eyes shining. She ran a hand in her black curls and sighed dramatically. This was the starstruck side of Zoe. You hardly see it.

"OMG!! My baby's growing up." I said, putting a hand on my heart for dramatic effects.

"He sounds hot. Can I meet him ?" Maria asked. Zoe rolled her eyes at Maria.

We changed the subject and decided to go to a random art museum in Paris. Off course we chose to go to the most important, and expensive museum in Paris. The Louvre.

When we arrived to the old gorgeous museum we paid and joined a tour guide and he was very attractive. Maybe that's the thing about Paris, so many attractive young men.

He had blond hair, blue eyes and he was tall.

Okay, I have seen better but I mean me and the girls did appreciate it that we got a hot guy instead of an old boring man!