Checking In

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Hey guys so I'm gonna try to start updating again and ill try to get an updating schedule going so here goes another update!!

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—-Stella's POV—-

After a few more hours of driving which consisted of Whinnie and I giggling occasionally at a text from Kyan or Colten, we reached the hotel that was an little less than an hour away from where the concert was.

We unloaded our bags from the car and walked into the massive hotel Whinnie's parents were pampering us with.

In the lobby was a polished marble floor and a beautiful crystal chandelier. The walls were the purest color of white I had ever seen.

There was a fireplace with two pale tan couches and a glass coffee table with a large bowl of fresh citrus fruit.

The counter had a small bowl of an assortment of candies with a sign that read, "Help Yourself". So of course we helped ourselves, but not wanting to be too greedy, we both stuck with a tootsie roll and watermelon dum-dum.

There was a shiny bell that had a sign that said "Ring for Service".

Whinnie's dad tapped the bell once, a little bring sounding.

Almost at once, a lady in a pencil skirt and white lacey tank top came out, her 1inch heels clicking on the mable flooring.

Her brown hair was put up in a perfect office bun, her wavey swoop bangs slightly covering one eye.

She had basic stainless steel studs for earrings and a silver chain necklace that had a beautiful cross on it. the necklace seemed to choke her, but I guess it was loose enough.

"What can I do for you today, sir?" She asked very politely.

"Uh, I think my wife called earlier. Um, Morgan. I think this is how it works. Julia, Steven, Winifred, and Stella Morgan." He spoke a little unsurely.

Whinnie elbowed her mom in the arm slightly.

"You weren't supposed to use my real name!" Whinnie complained.

"Relax, Whinnie. It's not that big of a deal, its your legal name." her mom told her and looked back up.

Apparently the conversation was over.

I took notice that they had said my last name was Morgan instead of Zindel. I wasn't going to complain, but it just caught my attention.

"Ah yes, here you are. You have the suite on the eighth floor." she reached down under the counter and brought up four key cards. "Here are your key cards. Enjoy your stay!" She called cheerfully as we thanked her and went over to the elevator.

"The key cards say room 12H. I guess were 12 doors down then." Whinnie' dad said as we stepped into the elevator and pressed the round '8' button.

Instead of the crappy elevator music, there was 5 Seconds of Summer playing. Whinnie and I couldn't resist singing along to Hearts Upon our Sleeves.

Maybe it was just me, but Whinnie's parents seemed almost relieved when we were out of the elevator.

We went down to our door and slid the key card.

When the door opened, I could see fresh vacuum marks on the white, stainless carpet. There was the smell of lavender febreeze in the air.

We closed the door behind us, walking through a short hallway before opening up into the main room.

There were two queen sized beds, both with clean sheets on it.

There was a large, flat screen tv on a table in front of the two beds, a remote in front of it.

There was a mini fridge on a table beside it and Whinnie and I couldn't help but open it to see cans of soda, miniature bottles of water, and rev sandwich wraps of different kinds.

There was a balcony with four chairs made of tiny metal bars. There were two white pillows on each chair for comfortable sitting on the metal chairs.

Whinnie and I claimed the bed nearest the balcony by throwing our bags on it, having a telepathic message sent between us as we both started searching through our bags.

"Now, how about we go try out the pool now that we're finally checked in." Whinnie and I said in perfect unison, holding up our swim suits.

—-end of chapter—-

Hey guys I know long time no see!

Happy 4th of July!!

I don't know if ill be able to update tomorrow because its my birthday BUT I shall see what I can do but I don't think my family would appreciate me on my iPod for an hour completely ignoring everyone.

Anyways I love you all!!

"I'm not wearing pants!"

~Ashton Irwin

-MissMichaelClifford

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