Married to Him?! [Greyson Chance]

Chapter I - Meeting Him

Chapter 1

The Hotel was not as I expected. It was surprisingly decent, I suppose. But too flashy, not to mention shiny. I mean, the floor is as shiny as a glass! Oh my! Megan thought she's walking down the floor to heaven. 

Dad was picky when it comes to these types of things. But oh boy. He's a sensitive yet down-to-earth man. That's why everybody loves him. Not to mention he's hugging every person he meet on the street when he's jolly and all. Even though that person hasn't showered for a year? He'll hug him for sure. 

"Mr. Miller!" A brunette guy shouted after us. He smiled, a goofy little smile and helped us with our bags. 

"Tanner, my boy." Dad greeted them and gently pinched his cheeks. He was definitely cool. I thought Rose would get interested. But the moment I glance at her,  she was still drooling over Ace. 

"I'll go put these in your room." He grinned then walked away, with his hands full of bags. 

Dad chuckled as he was out of earshot. "That's Tanner, Scott's eldest. A very modest, lad indeed." 

Megan was just walking beside me, with her mouth hanging wide open. Of course, this the first time they went on vacation with us. Well, it was all thanks to Rose, though. She wanted Ace to come along. 

"Wow, this is so amazing." Ace grinned. 

"I know." Rose giggled as she hung onto his arm. Ace didn't mind though. He was still busy staring at statues and mini fountains. 

"Kids, you have 15 minutes to change. " Dad chimed. "I want you to meet this friend of mine, very much. And--" 

Before Dad could continue, I grabbed Megan's wrist and rushed towards the elevator. Megan, alarmed, just laughed then let me drag her (good girl!).

"Where are we going?" Megan asked. 

"Where else?" I smirked. "My room of course." 

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"This... Is freaking amazing." Megan exclaimed. 

"I know. You said it like 20 times already." 

"You're counting it?" She asked, amused. 

"Got nothing to do, anyway." I shrugged then smoothed my shirt. "Why do you think Dad wanted us to meet his friend so badly?" 

"Dunno." Megan sighed. "But at least we get to wear formal clothes." 

I hate formal clothes. They make me feel..... Fat. I dunno. Just wearing this white, satin dress makes me feel fat and a little... Bulgy. Unlike Megan, who looks like a beauty queen with her pink dress.