Twisted Vacation

Chapter Eight: Let's Take a Selfie!

I open my eyes and look around to see myself laying on a bed.

What the heck? Where am I? Why is Chase laying next to me? WHY IS CHASE LAYING NEXT TO ME.?!

Oh yeah. We're dating.

That doesn't explain where I am though...

I look down to see his arm wrapped around my waist and a smile across his face, even though he's asleep. I lean over and plant a soft kiss on his cheek. At the touch he wakes up and sees me in front of him. A bigger smiles replaces the old one and he leans towards me and we share a small kiss.

"Hey sleepyhead," he says to me, pulling me closer to him.

"Hey, where are we?" I ask him, my voice sounding horribly unattractive because I just woke up.

"At your house. This is your room, right? Nobody was home so I had to take a guess with the door that had a 'Mallory's Room' sign," he said.

"Yeah, it is. How did we get here?" I ask, trying not to fall back asleep.

"After you told me you wanted to be in this relationship with me we kissed and after that you said you were tired so you had me carry you but I couldn't carry you and both of our suitcases and backpacks, so I picked you up and carried you in circles for a few minutes until you fell asleep then I took your phone and called Zach, demanding him to take us home so he came and brought us here then headed back to the bonfire."

The bonfire!

"Crap! What time is it?!" I yell, suddenly awake and alert.

"Uhh, 6:45!" Chase yells back.

"WE HAVE FIFTEEN MINUTES TO GET READY! HURRY!" I scream at him, and push him off the bed.

"Ow!" he yells from the ground and stands up. "Woman! Watch it!"

Right away his expression turns from angry to fearful.

"Woman? I am your girlfriend. I can drop your sorry butt as fast as I ate those Sour Patch Kids earlier. I would watch it if I were you Chase," I say to him, my glare like lasers burning into his skull.

After a few seconds we both burst out laughing. I stop when I look at the clock and yell, "THIRTEEN MINUTES! GET READY NOW!" and we both run to find our suitcases.

I run to mine, at the bottom of the stairs and see my backpack next to it. I unzip my suitcase to grab the jean shorts and crop top I easily packed inside of one of the pockets. Then I grab my black Converse sneakers from my backpack, along with my makeup bag and hairbrush. I run to the bathroom connected to my room and see Chase wondering around in my room wearing a confused expression.

I stop before going into the bathroom and walk up to him and say, "Need something?" and he replies with, "What am I supposed to wear to this type of thing?" I show him my outfit and say, "I'm going casual. No need to impress, right?" then I give him a quick peck on the cheek and walk into the bathroom, winking at him before closing the door.

I quickly got dressed and put on a small amount of makeup on, then I put my hair up into a messy-ish bun. Then I walked out into my bedroom to see Chase laying on my bed. He heard the door open and lifts his head to see me walk out.

"Hey Princess Mallory. Ready to go hit the party?" he asks. We start heading downstairs and I grab my purse as he grabs his jacket. "Ready to go Prince Charmi-Chase," I say as I get the keys to my car out, correcting myself when I almost satisfy him by calling him Charming. "I think I like Charming better actually," he says with a smirk.

Just what I expected...

"I'll drive," he says to me, taking the keys and hopping in the driver's seat.