Soon after we are at the hotel's parking lot so I park the motorcycle at the first free space that I see and jump off the machine; I shortly wait for the animals to come out.
'That's what you call a good motorcycle driver people! Yes I'm talking about myself!' I jokingly think to myself.
"Impressive" Oliver approaches me.
I smile while elbowing him gently onto his side.
Max gets out of the bus together with my stuff. His hair is all ruffled up, his eyes look sleepy but better then they were before and he looks a little lost, however this just made him look even sexier.
'What did I just say!? Someone please slap me'
"Thanks Max" I take my things from him.
"No problem" His sleepy and husky voice.
"Here" I give him his jacked and keys back.
He nods "You still have my other jacket right?"
"Of course. But I didn't take it with me"
"Take it with you next time"
"Sure thing" I nod my head.
Let me tell you-this hotel is huge! It was all beautifully decorated inside as well as outside and the entrance was all covered with neon lights, creating a nice and cool vibe. The beach can be seen from the huge, white windows on the walls making the hotel look bright, there is a lot of plants everywhere-exotic style. Not even mentioning the amount of people in here-this place is packed.
We all take our money out and share everything between each other while handing Dan the full amount. He walks over to the desk and reserves rooms while we wait; as he comes back, he hands us the keys for each room.
1 room: Leonard, Dylan, Derek and Zane.
2 room: Jett, Jackson, Natan and Oliver.
3 room: Ryan, Jacob, Max.
4 room: My room (the smallest, but I get the room all by myself because I'm a girl).
5 room: Dan (also a small room).I open the door and as they said at the reception-it's a really small room, but I'm quiet happy that I got it by myself without any roommates (boys who will annoy me).
Is the same whenever we have matches-I always have a room by myself, coach always books a separate room for me and I'm really thankful for that.
I drop my bag down on the floor and take my shoes off. I notice the big TV on the wall and an Xbox on the side with some games-I already love it. I plop on the bed while closing my eyes and enjoying the short silence until I hear a loud knock on the door.
'And that's the end of the peace and me-alone time'
"Come in!" I shout while still laying down. I'm too lazy to get up and open the door.
"Get your ass up" A voice that I can recognise miles away.
"Why?" A tried voice "Why are you telling me to get up? I just legit lied down" I whine.
"Already forgot?"
"About? I did not forget anything, I'm sure"
"We are going to the party!"
"Oh. Yep, okay. Forgot about that. Upsi dupsi" I sit up on the bed "Do I really have to Oli?"
"Yes! We made it clear at the beach!"
I drop back down on the bed while waving him off "I'm really tried and I would love to go to sleep right now, but you are here-telling me to get up because you lot want to go to a party. Uh, really?"
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|The Tomboy And The Trouble Maker|
Teen FictionA story about an 18 year old girl named Alexandria Parker, who lives in London together with her brother and father. She had life showing her the hard way, same with her family. Her mother died when she was only 8 and she was left by herself. Well...