What Just Happened???

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Aly's P.O.V.

My head was screaming at me. Half my brain was on pause, the other on blast. What is going on here???

"Did I...you just..." I try to say.

"I'm just gonna forget I saw anything," Damien steps off the plane. But I couldn't do that.

"Did you just kiss him? Or did he kiss you?" I ask.

"Uhh," Alagretto surprisingly blushes.

"Cleo gets it! Stripper kissed Riza!" Cleo is satisfied and walks off.

"I'm gonna get some fresh air," Dimitri gots off next. I smile, then start laughing.

"I'm just gonna leave you two alone," I step down the stairs. So Riza had a thing for Alagretto and Alagretto has probably been had a thing for her. I sneak under the steps and think. I wonder how long are we gonna be on Hawaii.

"Aloha," a luau dancer puts a necklace of flowers around my neck. I sneeze.

"Thank...you," I sneeze again and again. When the girl leaves, I take the necklace off. I am allergic to flowers, whether they are real or fake. For the fake flowers, I have no idea why.

Once everyone is off the plane, we walk around until we get to a hotel. Ocean Breezes Hotel. Nice name. We walk inside and Dimitri freezes up. We all turn around and look at him.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Look at the couple at the help desk," Dimitri replies.

"I see... holy shit, it's your parents!" I cover my mouth.

"I don't know what to do! They think I'm still in Russia with your aunt," he whispers.

"Cleo thinks Riza should burn them like she did her mom," Cleo options.

"Riza thinks you should never speak of that incident again," Riza hisses holding her fist up.

"Sorry!" Cleo scrambles and hides behind Damien. She grabbed the back of his shirt and wouldn't let go.

"We can talk over the anger problems right?" Damien holds up his hands in defeat.

"You wanna burn too!" Riza walks around Damien with her hand behind her back. I see that her hand is on fire. She stands next to Damien and burns the crap out of his side.

"I'm sorry!" Damien yelps and hides behind Alagretto, Cleo still grasping his shirt.

"I got it," I say. I run to a man outside.

"May I use your hat and coat, sir? My mom is very sick, and I can't find anything for my baby brother to use as a blanket," I plead.

"No," the man continues walking.

"Sir, please! My mother is going to die soon and I need to take care of my baby brother!" I grab the back of his jacket.

"No," the man replies. I stare at him.

"What now?" he asks. When no one was looking, I shove him to the ground.

"What happened sweetie?" A woman asks.

"He...he tried to touch my breasts and I was defending myself. He said he would kill me if I..." I produce fake tears.

"How dare you!" the woman angrily shouts at the man and starts beating him with her purse. Soon a whole mob is beating him up. I got his jacket and hat and ran back to the hotel.

"Here...put this on," I tell Dimitri.

"What about the man?" Cleo asks.

"He'll be ok," I say.

"Alison..." Damien looks at me. I roll my eyes and walk back to the mob.

"Excuse me..." I say, but no one hears me.

"I said excuse me," I make my voice louder, but they ignore me.

"DAMN, EXCUSE ME YOU UGLY BIITCHES!" I shout. The people look at me.

"I didn't say that. It was him," I pointed at a random dude sneaking into an alley. Some men from the mob go over to beat him up.

"Anyway," I continue. "As in my family, everyone makes mistakes, so I am willing to forgive this man."

"Are you sure sweetie?" A voice asks.

"Positive," I say. "Are you going to apologize?" I help the man up.

"I'm sorry," the man says after the whole crowd stares him down. I give him a hug. The crowd awes.

"But if you ever disobey me again, I will kill you on the spot," I whisper in his ear. The man breaks away from me.

"You all are lunatics!" he screams and runs. The mob follows him.

"Thank you!" I yell. I walk back to the hotel.

"You just traumatized an innocent man," Damien cries.

"He'll get over it," I say. "Now, we sneak past the parents."

We practically race down the halls and to our rooms asap. Girls in one room, boys in another. The rooms are connected with a foyer in the middle and a little kitchen.

"This is convenient," I say.

"Shwiney!" Cleo runs into the bathroom. Riza sighs.

"Especially for Cleo," I mutter.

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