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"I am truly amazed," I sighed contently, staring out the rolled down window in wonder as we passed miles of big buildings, neon signs, and people of all types walking everywhere. LA was cool, but not this cool. Not by far.

"You like it?" David seemed to get giddy, especially when I shot him an are you kidding me? look.

"It's so cool here," I stuck my head further out the window, letting the breeze flow through my blonde hair and the wind whip my bare face. I felt more alive than I had in months, and it was... scary. Scary, but exciting.

My life in LA was boring, but due to my circumstances, it worked. I woke up, ate oatmeal, went to work, came home, watched a movie, and went to bed. I went to parties sometimes with Suzy, as we did this past Saturday, but I was a very tame person. I hadn't had actual fun in years.

With David, it was different. He was the kind of person that made you open up without even knowing it. He was charming and lighthearted, but soft and not as outgoing as he first appeared. It was so, so easy to get wrapped up in that. I had to constantly remind myself that I couldn't live the life he lived, even if I wanted to. It wasn't worth getting attached. He would leave, and I would be alone.

That didn't mean I couldn't enjoy Vegas while it lasted.

"Where are we going?" I asked as we continued our drive through the very populated and traffic-filled strip.

"Where do you want to go?" David countered, eyes flickering over the passing buildings as if trying to make a decision.

"I don't know. I've never been to Vegas," I answered honestly, then added, "But I am hungry. We haven't eaten anything since those bags of potato chips Billie gave us."

"Yeah, okay, I know a place," David continued driving. "How have you never been to Vegas? What'd you do on your twenty first birthday?"

"Not everyone is rich enough to fly to Vegas for a birthday," I awkwardly laughed. "I went to work for my birthday. Then I went home and ate a lot of whip cream in a can."

"Sounds like a killer night," David sarcastically commented, pulling into a parking lot of a strip mall, parking in front of a place called Mr Mamas. It looked pretty nice for the diner-type restaurant it was, and there were a few people lined out the door presumably waiting for a spot, so I trusted it. "I can't believe I have to go in there with you looking like white trash."

"Oh, shut up!" I pretended to be offended, slapping David on the arm. "You're wearing gold booty shorts, so I don't want to hear any comments from the peanut gallery."

"Has anyone ever told you you're a smart ass?" David questioned, a cocky grin gracing his face.

"Only every day of my life, Dobrik," I teased, climbing out of the car with a smile. "Don't go thinking you're special."

He made another presumably snarky comment that I couldn't quite catch, and we made our way into the restaurant. Since we only had two, we were seated almost immediately in the back corner (kind of seedy, but not bad). The waitress was a young girl named Diamond, who recognized David almost instantly.

"Oh my god, can I get a picture with you when you're done? Oh, uh, by the way, I'm Diamond and I'll be taking care of you this afternoon," she seemed very nervous, especially after her slight excited outburst. "Um, sorry. Sorry. Can I get you guys started with a drink?"

"I'll take water, and..." David looked expectantly to me, not even acknowledging the girl's nervous behavior. I thought it was sweet that he didn't call her out on it and make her more nervous.

"Me too," I grinned, watching her eye me carefully to figure me out. No one knew who I was yet; I hadn't been exposed to David's world. She was probably wondering who the hell I was and what I was doing with David. As she walked away, I called after her, "Thank you!"

David didn't bring it up, instead choosing to silently peruse the menu, so I did.

"That was cute."

"Who, me?" David pretended to be blushing, waving me off. "Stop! You're killing me."

"Diamond, not you," I kicked him under the table, laughing when his face contorted in pain. "You're a dumbass."

"Hey! I can tell you have a thing for me," he wiggled his eyebrows at me like he really believed what he was saying. Whether he was teasing me or not, he did make me catch my breath. "See? I see it all over your face."

"Oh, fuck you," I chuckled, albeit a bit nervously, but cringed when I saw the four year old behind us shoot me a look like she was appalled at what I said. I sent her an awkward wave. "There is no way in hell I could ever like you."

"Really?" David skeptically furrowed his eyebrows. "Why's that? Enlighten me."

"Hmm," I pretended to be thinking, tapping my finger against my lip. "For starters, you're childish. You do things to please other people, and not yourself. You seem to have an ego the size of Texas, and I don't find you attractive."

"Oh, you don't?" he raised his brows like he didn't believe a word I was saying.

"Nope," I crossed my arms over my chest in defiance.

"Really? Because at the motel, you couldn't stop looking at me whenever I got out of the shower."

"Don't flatter yourself," I playfully scoffed, unable to contain the smile growing on my face. "You're just hairy. I was shocked, not horny."

"Mhm," he smugly smirked. "Anything else, while you're putting it all out there?"

"Yeah, actually," I grinned. "I don't date rich boys."

"What does me being rich have to do with anything?" he asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"You become different when you're rich, no matter who you are. There's no way around it," I shrugged like it was obvious. "So, no, Dobrik, I don't have a crush on you."

"You wanna know what I think?"

"Oh, for sure," I sarcastically replied, putting my chin in the palm of my hand and batting my lashes like I was really intrigued.

"I think that—"

"Alright!" Diamond interrupted, a cheesy grin on her face. "Here's your waters!"

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