Chapter 6

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Caught in my own thoughts I actually pass Starbucks but stop when I hear someone call my name. 

My dad. 

I turn around and see him and Blake sitting at a table near Starbucks with coffee in front of them. They got here before I did! 

Dad's looking at me weirdly, knowing I did not come from the direction of the toilets. My little brother is just happy to see me and gives me a hug when I make it through the huge amount of people. Why didn't I notice them before?

''What were you doing over there? Did you find a toilet?'' My dad asks me handing me my Cappuccino. What was I doing over there and more importantly what did Shawn mean by him owing me? If he really wanted to meet again, he would need more than my first name, but of course, he wouldn't, he was just being nice. 

I decide to tell the truth, maybe a bit edited. ''I ran into some celebrity and had to get past some screaming girls and then I went looking for you guys. Did you get the luggage?''. I try changing the subject. Blake, my little brother, points at the suitcases right beside me. 

''Did you go for a run at the same time? Your face is all red'' My dad points out. 

I don't know if he believes my story, but I'm quite sure he means I'm blushing.

We make it to our hotel, it's not the best but considering it's placed in the middle of Toronto it is pretty good. There are a pool and a restaurant. I have a room with my brother and then my dad has the room next door. My brother and I insisted on having the room with a bunk bed. We all decide to get dinner at the hotel restaurant who apparently only serve spaghetti and pizza. I do love pizza but this is like 5 times smaller than the ones I'm used to in New York. After dinner Dad has a phone meeting about the music video he is shooting here. I tug in Blake, but I'm still not tired. I put my ear against the wall, he's still on the phone. 

I go to the lobby and knowing I'm not allowed to leave the hotel on my own at night, yet I do. I never do anything I'm not allowed to. And I only walk a few blocks before I think it's getting too dark and too far away. I run back in bed.

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