I wake up alone, once again. Today, I decide to wear washed-out skinny jeans with a cropped coral sweater that shows a bit of my stomach. I leave my hair down, grab my black vans, and do my makeup.
A couple minutes later, Mitch comes through the door, right on queue, setting the breakfast down.
"Merry Christmas," he says cheerily, the Christmas spirit oozing from his demeanor.
"You too," I reply walking over to the tray, but noticing it had only apples on it. I laugh.
"Now you don't need to steal mine," Mitch says biting into an apple.
"I don't know, I kinda like yours more." I reply taking an apple from the tray.
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A bit later, we all meet up and get a cab to The Caesar Palace Hotel. Once there we broke into pairs.
Mitch looks up at me and I smile, but Jerome walks over to him, landing his hand on Mitch's shoulder and holding it tightly.
Mitch looks back at me and shakes his head, "I'm gonna go with Jerome."
I sigh, I wanted to go with Mitch. Because honestly, I barely knew anyone else.
I lock my eyes on all the boys, until Max comes up and asks if I wanted to pair with him. I accept, knowing he would drag me into being with him as we break off from the rest of the group.
"Camille, where'd you go last night?" Max starts, "I was looking for you everywhere."
"I-uh," I wasn't sure whether to avert the question or tell him the watered-down version of the trauma I experienced last night "this random wasted guy came up to me, and Mitch found me and scared him away, and I didn't know where you were, so I just stayed with him." I say rushing through my words, "I-yeah."
He stares at me for a couple seconds, then nods, "okay."
That's it? I feel bad, I shouldn't of told him to leave, none of that would have happened. Sure, it was a scary experience but maybe it happened for the best? I got to dance with Mitch and still have a great time. I don't know anymore, I was overthinking things now.
We walk outside the hotel and notice there's an ice skating rink.
"Max, please please please can we?" I plead him to go on the ice with me.
"I don't know how to skate," Max replies.
"I'll teach you!" I say excited.
"No. Because I'll fall, then you'll laugh at me."
"Pretty please Max. I promise I won't laugh at you."
He hesitates for a second, the groans, "fine."
We pay for the skates and after a while, eventually slide them on.
"Come on, come on, come on," I beg like a little kid.
He laughs and follows me out onto the ice.
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I kept laughing my ass off, he just kept falling over and over.
"See, this isn't so bad," I joke.
"Yeah, for you it isn't."
"Max, do you want some help?" I reply in an arrogant tone.
"That'd be nice," he replies as I take his hand and lift him off the ice.
I show him how to keep balance and skate around, he was somewhat decent.
"Max, you're actually pretty good."
"Would you say I'm better than you?" He teased.
I rolled my eyes, "don't get cocky now."
He just laughed, and I smiled back. I was enjoying this.
For half an hour, we would skate around chasing each other, but it'd only end in freezing our butt's off when we fell on the ice.
"Get over here," Max teases, chasing after me.
"Nope!" I scream back.
He slides across the ice, bumping into me, sending us both flying to the ground.
We just laugh, him helping me up, then taking my hand into his. I don't question it, his hand was warm and mine were freezing. It was nice to finally spend some time with him alone, like it used to be.
We skated around some more just hand in hand, laughing and falling over, until we both got hungry and decided to leave the ice rink. We drop our hands and slowly take our skates off, walking back into the hotel.
After a couple minutes, went around the hotel searching for something to eat. Max seemed fidgety and I don't know why.
Slowly, I figured out why he was acting so nervous and quiet, because he intertwined our fingers together, once again. I smile, looking up at him. he was actually being sweet.
We find a cute little cupcake shop, and ordered two cupcakes.
We both get red velvet with cream cheese frosting and sit down at one of the tables.
Max told me jokes and I laughed at every single one, funny or not. It was great, I was finally having a good time.
Until, someone came from behind Max and pulled his chair from under him. I look up to see Max on the floor and Danny and Jordan laughing. Really? Had to ruin the moment?
Max gets up, laughing skin with them, "you guys are faggots."
"Sorry to ruin your date, but we were getting bored," Danny says.
"It wasn't a date," I reply standing up, but before I could continue, my phone rings.
I groan, and answer, "hmm?"
"Camille where are you? We're gonna all meet up at the front entrance. I was about to call Jordan and Danny too," I hear Jason say.
"Jordan and Danny are with us, we'll be there in 5," I answer.
"Ok cool; bye," Jason responds.
I put my phone back into my back pocket, "we're all meeting up at the hotel entrance."
"Okay let's go," Max says as we all follow him out.
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