A life changing trip - wroetoshaw/Miniminter

Single Room

Chloe collected her key for room 224, now excited to see the more expensive room she was forced to pay for. Booking two weeks before arrival meant only the more expensive rooms were left, and unfortunately she was staying alone so it was her only option.

She guided her case up towards her room, scanning the card over the door pad above the handle, hearing a buzz allowing her in the room. With one push a luxury Chloe had never seen before presented itself in front of her.

Chloe was an independent 22 year old, she'd been living in London for a year now, missing out on holidays for the past four years due to university and work. But not this time, she felt deserving of a holiday, even one out of her price range.

Chloe gasped in shock as a purple tinge filled the room as the light turned on. In front of her sat a sofa besides a huge king sized bed, decorated with purple pillows. The view beside the bed was the first to draw attention. She wandered straight over admiring the night lights of the bay. Opposite the bed stood a tall blurred glass wall, containing the bathroom. As she admired the features, she discovered the bathtub was also a fitted with jets. "Oh come on!" She said with pure shock.

Everything about the room screamed expensive and luxurious. Looking at the time chloe realised she only had a short time before the bar closed. With a rushed unpacking, Chloe decided to get changed out of her comfy clothing. Singing comfortably to sad songs while no one was around, probably not the most productive of genres. Back in secondary school, Chloe took singing lessons, usually securing the solo in her choir.

The heat was still present at now 11pm. Reaching 23 degrees. Chloe grabbed a red skater dress from the coat hanger. The lace over layer flowing over her skin due to the elastic waist. The neckline was strapless, with short lace sleeves hanging on her upper arms, attaching to the dress under the arm.

She pulled out her block heel sandals with white straps and slipped them on her feet, showing off her freshly white painted toenails, matching her fingernails.

A brush made its way quickly through her long brown straightened hair, causing it to frizz slightly. Chloe grabbed her phone and room key and headed out the room, making sure her wristband wasn't too tight as she twiddled it around her wrist.

For the first time since she left the airport Chloe checked her phone, only one text. Simon was letting her know they were down at the bar. That was over an hour ago. No doubt they were already drunk.

As the lift stopped on the ground floor Chloe exited and asked reception how to locate the bar. With simple instructions, Chloe soon found herself outside walking past the pool. Over head lanterns kept the area lit, with music guiding. The slight breeze would brush chloes hair across her shoulders and dress. Once Chloe passed the sunbeds and turned the corner she saw an area covered with tables and chairs. Even they looked Luxurious compared to her normal family holidays. Plastic tables and chairs didn't seem to make the cut here as she admired the glass tables and cushioned chairs underneath overhead material protection, edged with their own lights. It was almost like a fantasy. In one hand she held her room key card and phone together, the other places delicately over her stomach as she took a deep breath. A slow walk over to the stylish bar, hearing brief snippets of people's conversations as she did.

"Sex on the beach please." Chloe smiled while tucking her hair behind one ear. Trying not to laugh at the order.

"Of course." The Spanish accent flowed through as the bartender smiled back, understanding the funniness of the drink name. Although he probably heard it many times a night.

Chloe turned and leaned against the bar holding her drink. Checking her phone to see the time whilst texting Simon that she was at the bar. It was 11:20pm.

Simon felt his pocket vibrate, causing him to reach for his pocket. He saw the text from Chloe and looked straight up at the bar. He sat in awe, his bottom lip slightly hanging revealing the bottom of his top teeth. Simon studied the girl in the red lace dress, her long brown hair almost reaching her waist, half tucked behind her ear. Her face looked blank as she scanned the area, holding her phone in one hand and a small drink in the other.

Cal noticed Simon blanked from conversation, finding him momentarily staring across the outside area. Cal turned in his eyesight to see Chloe standing at the bar. "Chloe!" He half shouted as he stood up from his chair, catching the attention of the others. His tall stature making a clear sign for her.

Chloes blank expression soon turned into an explosive smile as she began to walk towards the table, her hair bouncing as she did. The boys were almost unrecognisable in their cooler clothes, it's not quite the London scene.