Chapter 21: Spring Break

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The weeks until spring break pass quicker than I imagined. It was basically food, school, homework, phone, food, Gabi, food, food... oh, and did I mention food?

It's mom's turn to take me on Spring Break this year, Dad gets me for the Summer. And one day my mom decided she felt like she just won the lottery so BAM she bought us both tickets to Miami. I really do wish she won the lottery though because then we would've flown in first class instead of crowded economy. Do you know how uncomfortable it is to sit in between a crying 10 year old and a guy who snores and has a farting problem? Two words: NEVER AGAIN!

But now I feel like that whole flight was worth it because as I look out the window from my room, I see the beautiful blue water and the white sand of Miami beach. This room is probably 3 times the size of my room back at mom's house because the hotel messed up and booked us two rooms instead of one for both of us to share. My mom is in her own room, even bigger than mine, right down the hall. I peeked into my bathroom and my jaw literally dropped to the floor. It has a ginormous bathtub-jacuzzi type of thing in the corner with a big shower and a clear glass sink. This room is incridibly big and modern and looks expensive. My only question is: how on earth did my mom manage to afford this?

I fling open my suitcase and whip out a pink bikini to change into while humming to 'Fabulous' by Sharpay Evans from Highschool musical. Highschool musical was my childhood, okay? Don't judge me. Once I'm done I recieve a snapchat from Gabi. I press my finger down on the message and hold it only to find a picture of Gabi rolling her eyes to the back of her head with the caption: 'BABY SITTING KILLS! SAVE ME!' I take a picture of me infront of my large window sticking my tongue out and send it to her with a caption saying: 'Miami Beach Bitchhhh!' I throw my phone onto my bed and wiggle into some denim shorts and throw on a shirt thats reads: 'model off duty' I found it funny and cute when I bought it with Gabi. That's where I got this bikini as well, my shopping trip with Gabi. Aparently she says my boobs are going through a "growth spurt". Her words not mine.

I tie up my messy hair into a bun slip my feet into flip flops, grab sun glasses and sunscreen and walk out the door.

I press the 'up' button on the elevator a gazillion times impatiently. I can't wait to jump into that nice clear blue water and roll my self into that white warm-looking sand... and I don't care if people look at me weirdly. Okay I do but that's not the point

As soon as the doors of the elevator finally open, I bolt inside without looking or thinking, only to be rewarded by slamming into someone's chest.

"Oww..." I groan falling to the floor

"Hey are you oka-- Sky?" The guy who I bumped into says. I look up only to see two lean figures wearing short sleeve t-shirts showing off their muscles.

"Holy Shit!" I scream. backing away as if I've just seen a ghost "I swear you guys are stalking me!" I pant breathing in and out really heavily. "What the hell are you doing here?" I yell

"Blake's and my family go to Miami for spring break every year." Derek shrugs

"B-b-but why?" I stammer trying to read their expressions to see if they're lying. Derek shrugs again.

"But hey, we are in room 917 on this floor do you know where it is?" Blake says. Am I the only one having a heart attack at the sight of them? "Yeah its right--" my face turns ghostly white as my eyes widen in horror. Yep, these guys are stalking me. There is no way they came to Miami on the exact same day as me and managed to book the room right across from mine

"Uhh, Sky?" Derek waves his hand in front of my face snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Uh, what? Oh right, yeah, um, just walk down the hall and look to your left. You'll see it." 

I need to get out of here quick and tell Gabi what the hell just happened

I start to walk away but Derek wraps his hand around my wrist stopping me from escaping

So damn close!

"Where are you going?" he asks furrowing his eyebrows in confusion

"To the beach." I reply in a duh voice

"No! Wait for us!" Blake pleads. Derek shoots him a warning look. What the...? But Blake brushes it off

"I'm not gonna wait out here for you guys. I'm going to the beach. Hasta la vista, suckers!" I say before running into the elevator just before the doors closed.

This is just a filler because I forgot to update on Tuesday! I'm so sorry!

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NEXT UP DATE: Friday

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