The Witch Prophecy

Chapter 14

A/N    The Hunger Games was amazing!!! I loved it! Sorry I broke my promise yesterday about uploading everyday. I'm a horrible person and I should be stoned. It was just that I was tired!!! Anyways, read, comment, vote, and fan!!! Love you all!!! :D

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The guy's room was on the 8th floor. We were standing outside their room, waiting for them to open the door since we just knocked. Caleb opened the door in just his swim trunks, his abs showing. "Hey, it's the girls!" He called to the other guys. He was staring at Brooke's thin cover-up, looking like he was trying to use the power of x-ray vision. "Hey..." Brooke said, biting her lip and trailing a finger down Caleb's chest. Caleb smirked and winked at her. Autumn made a gagging noise and Taylor coughed while they both looked away. "Please... my eyes!!!" I said, covering my blue eyes with my hands. Brooke rolled her eyes and stepped away from Caleb. "Maybe you should go put a shirt on." Brooke suggested. "You want to help me?" He asked raising his eyebrows and grinning like and idiot. "Ugh, still right here!" I exclaimed throwing my hands in the air. They chuckled and then Davy and Brian came to the door. They had shirts on. Brian closed the door and handed a blue shirt to Caleb. Caleb shrugged it on and we all headed down to the pool.

Once there, we were lucky enough to find it empty. The room was huge, and when you walked in the first thing you saw was the ginormous pool. The deep end was twelve feet deep, and the hottub to the right of the door was nicely sized. There was also a sauna to the left of the door. Their was a skylight ceiling displaying the oncoming sunset. Davy and Caleb took off their shirts and dived head-first into the pool. Brian followed suit, taking off his black shirt, exposing his well toned six-pack. I avoided my gaze, my face red. He dived in, more gracefull then the others. Brooke, Autumn, and Taylor took of their cover-ups giggling at the boy's whistles and jumped into the cool water. When I thought no one was looking, I began to take off my cover-up. After it was off, I stepped lightly over to deep end. I sat on the edge, dangling my feet in the water. "Aw, come one Katie! Join the fun!" Brooke whined. "Yah, Katie." Brian said. I blushed and hugged myself. "I'm actually a little col-" But my lie was cut off because hands wrapped around my ankles and pulled me beneath the surface.

The arms of the person moved to my waist and began pulling me to the surface. When we broke through the it, I gasped. "Brian!" I complained smacking his arm playfully. He had pulled me off the edge, and was now holding me close with his arms around my waist. "Well, I had to get you in the water some way. That seemed like the funnest option." He smiled. I laughed before slipping out of his arms and under the water, swimming expertly behind him. I popped out of the water, but he didn't notice me. I took this as an invatation and jumped on his back yelling 'boo!' "Oh, you're going to get it now." He said, giving me a dangerous smirk. "Oooo, I'm so scared." I giggled and began to swim away, but he caught me and dragged me back to him. He lifted me up and chucked me into the water. We played childishly in the pool for hours, until we all decided to go back up to our rooms. As soon as I got up there, I changed into a black pair of skinny jeans and a loose, gray shirt.

I even used make up to give my eyes the Smokey affect. "Are you getting all dolled up for Brian?" Brooke asks coming up behind me and gazing at my reflection in the mirror. She was wearing a short jean skirt with balck leggings and a white shirt that said 'I love Paris' on it. I blushed and looked away. It was true. I was getting dressed up for Brian. "Well, the girls and the guys are going to the lobby to inconspiciously look for achol without getting caught. Care to join?" She asked, smiling dangerously. I laughed and nodded, following her down the elevator and into the lobby. We walked into one of the many fancy restaraunts inside the hotel and she pointed to a guy at the bar. "Go flirt with him and get him to buy you a bottle of bourbon for you and your friends. I'll go over there and convince that guy to get us some tequila and shot glasses." She said and poited to the bartender at the end of the bar. I nodded and we went our seperate directions. I gathered my nerve and sat down at the stool next to the guy. He looked to be in his mid-twenties or early thirties. He had brown hair and green eyes, with a huge nose and small lips.

"And what can I do for you?" He asked giving a perverted glance at my chest. I put on my best puppy dog face and stared at him. "My friends and I wanted to know if you would be kind enough to buy us a bottle of bourbon?" I asked, batting my eyes at him and juttung my lower lip out a little. He smiled and nodded, motioning the bar tender over, who was giving Brooke a bottle of tequila and some shot glasses. She waved to me and, after recieving my bottle from the man, we left the resteraunt. We took the stairs to avoid going in front of the check in desk to get to the elevators. We giggled as we went back up to our hotel room. When we got inside our room, the other girls were also there, each putting a bottle of alchol on the the table. Brooke and I sat ours down, along with the shot glasses. Taylor went out of the room for a second, then returned holding four red, plastic cups in her hands. "Who's up for a drinking game, girls?" She said, grinning mischeviously.