Finding The Idiot

- More Money -

"My ice cream is dripping."

"Lick it."

"That's what she said," I mumbled to myself. I need to grow up, but nah.

We're eating our ice cream cones and taking a stroll through a park. The sun is setting slowly. The sky has your typical colors of a sunset.

I notice a huge crowd of people squeezing through the doors of what seems like a concert hall. "Is that a Black Friday sale?"

Malia turns her head towards the crowd. "Maybe a band or someone famous."

I nod and walk to a bench because I can barely walk for two without losing my breath. Malia follows and we just look at the sunset.

We ended up talking about fashion, which I don't know how because I am not even a fashionista. But Malia on the other hand is.

I feel eyes on the back of my neck and it's creeping me out. I turn my head, but notice no one. Oh my god! Do I have a stalker? Damn, I'm famous...somehow.

"Hey what time is it?"

I take out my phone and look at the time. "It's...almost 11:00"

"We have been here for way to long. Come on let's go."

I stand up and we make our way back to the hotel. We decide to take a short cut through an ally. Great idea, Malia.

It's spooky here. I'm scared. I feel like something is going to jump out and drag my body to its nest, where it can fest on my flesh. You know, something like that.

I scoot closer to Malia because if I'm taken she's coming with me. "Can you walk a little faster?"

"April, if I walk any faster, I'll be running. Something you clearly don't do," she said eyeing me up and down.

"So true."

We got out of that ally and walked around trying to find out where our hotel was. I looked like a lost puppy who is following someone who looks like they know where they're going. But deep down, they have no clue. "I think we're lost."

Malia looks at me and gives me 'I know exactly where we are going and you need to calm down' kind of look. "No we're are not."

I look behind me and turn to Malia "Who is that?" I said pointing to the guy in all black.

Malia said some colorful words, grabbed my arm, and we ran as fast as we could. Now, I'm not a runner like I have said in the past, but when you're about to probably get kidnapped and sold to the black market, you turn into Sonic the hedgehog.

We were running in zigzag motion because just in case he has a gun and can shoot us down in any second. It would be difficult for him to aim. Malia grabs my arm once again and pulls be into a building.

I put my hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath. I stand up straight slowly because I do not want there to be Rocky Road all over the floor.

I look over at Malia, who is collapsed on the couch. I look around and we're back at the hotel. I grab Malia's legs and drag her to the elevator. The receptionist is looking at me like I'm crazy, which I am, but mind your own business.

Just to freak her out, I put my finger on my lips just like Lucy Hales's character on Pretty Little Liars does it. The receptionist is looking at me with wide eyes and then the elevator doors closes.

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Ring!

I roll over, wrapping myself with the blanket. I legit look like a burrito right now.