An opportunity gained

Chapter 8

As we stepped off the plane the Orlando weather hit me. Even though it was 9:00pm there was a nice cool breeze in the air which helps after sitting on a hot, stuffy aeroplane for 11 hours. A car came to pick us up. Honest to God as I said before I could totally get used to this life style. We drove to the hotel, but it wasn't your usual Premier Inn (not that there's anything wrong with Premier Inn's), it was a big beautiful building. As you stepped inside the lobby there was a huge chandelier that hung from the ceiling, the floors were so shiny you could see your face in them. As we made our way to the reception desk there was a smiley lady stood there.

"Hello there and welcome to Paradise Hotel" She said in her thick American accent.

"Hi there" Mark tried to put on too which not only made her giggle but us as well.

"How was your flight Sir?"

"Tiring, we've come from the UK"

"Ahh, for anything special?"

"TO BE IN THE WWE!!" I shouted.

"Sam, shhh!" Everybody stopped what they were doing and turned around and looked at me.

"Sorry"

"Hahaa, don't worry about it Sam! I hope you make it" She said with a smile on her face, obviously she heard Mark say my name and she knew what the WWE was!! SHE KNOWS WHAT IT IS!!

"What name are you under?"

"Steel" Was that really Marks surname?

"Ahh, 2 rooms"

"Wait only 2? Why not 3?" Zach suddenly said.

"Because we're both boys and it’s cheaper to share" Zach didn't seem too impressed.

"But Sam gets her own room?!"

"Can you two shut up arguing? I'm starving and tired!"

"Ermm...yeah sorry"

"Well here's the first key, room 101 the single one and room 120 the double room" She handed the keys over and I made a run for it.

"Sam hold up!"

"SORRY! I'M DYING FOR A WEE!" More people were staring now, it’s my first time in America and I'm going to be known for the shouting girl that has to pee. Probably not the greatest first impression.

Luckily my room was straight outside the elevator so I just made it. I dumped my bags and ran for the bathroom. I went back into the room to check it out, nice mini fridge, good view and no noisy people. I keep saying this but I could get used to this! Then there was a knock at my door, I swung it open and Zach stood there with only towels around him...right know I just wanted to whip it off.

"Sam! Are you listening to me?" I then snapped my attention back.

"I'll say it again...Mark said order something from room service, okay?"

"Yep" I smiled. He then walked away; I so wanted him to stay and talk to me.

So order ANYTHING I want?! Wow I've never had that privilege before; normally we would eat mum's home cooked meals. Or if she had gone out Joe would order a pizza or something, now I get to see what it’s like to eat like a celb!

I ran to the mini fridge and took out a nice cold coke. Then I grabbed the menu, pizza, pasta, steak...hummm....steak, now that's what I fancied! So I rung up room service ordered steak and chips and then ran to the shower.

When I was finished I brushed my long brown hair and then dried it. I rooted for my hello kitty PJ's...okay I know what you’re thinking, you're 16 why the fuck have you got hello kitty PJ's?! But everyone still has a little bit of child in them. There was yet another knock at the door, I just assumed it was room service so without thinking I ran with my "baby" PJ's on. Turns out it was Zach. Of all the people I didn't want to be there he had to! WHY?! He just stood there and didn't say a word.

"Zach! What do you want?!"

"Hello" He was still staring; I shut the door on him and ran to put my dressing gown on.

"Right, now what do you want?"

"Oh just to say we don't have to wake up early tomorrow, so whenever you're awake just text or ring us"

"Why couldn't you text me that?"

"I...ermm...okay, I wanted to see you..." Wait what?!

"What?"

"Sorry for staring, you reminded me of my little sister then because she has the exact same PJ's" He still hadn't answered my question!

"That's not what I asked" I felt a little bit hurt by that compliment, I think he could tell.

"Well...ermm...because I well lik-"

"Room service!" Oh you've got to be kidding me right?! FUCKING ROOM SERVICE?! RIGHT NOW?! HE WAS JUST GETTING TO THE GOOD BIT!!

"What room sir?" Sir? Oh God Zach...

"Room 101 and 120"

"Ahh that's us" 

"Here you are Madam" Madam? 

"Please call me Sam! I think I'll be staying here for a while" I smiled at him. 

"Only if you're sure Mada-"

"I'm perfectly sure! 

"Ermm...okay Mada, I mean Sam! Enjoy your steak and chips" 

"Thank you" The guy had walked off now, wish I got his name.

"Ermm...Sam?" 

"Yep?" 

"Think we could finish this off tomorrow?" He then flashed his smile. How could I resist? 

"Of course" I smiled back and with that we said "Good night".