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When I was back in my room again I took a little nap in my bed and searched for my bikini. I found it quickly and put it on. It still fitted because I still was 24 years old with light brown hair. I still have the same appearance when I met Adam and Ric. A cold shiver ran down my back. I had to change how I looked. I thought for a while and turned into a tall, 27 year old woman with red and orange hair. I got downstairs to the swimming pool and went into the water. It was warm and relaxing. I closed my eyes and sighed in relief. I swam for a while and floated in the water. Then I got outside and laid on a big green towel. 

I took my romantic roman I brought with me and started reading. After ten minutes two young teenagers with a little girl entered, screaming. I looked angry at them because they were so loud but they didn't get any quieter. They just didn't care. I rolled my eyes, took my book and left the pool area. Annoying girls. I walked upstairs back to my room to take a shower and get dressed. I put on a red dress I recently bought in the city. I wanted a drink. It was just 3 pm but I needed something that calmed me down. So I sat at the bar and ordered a cocktail. 

After a quarter a handsome guy came to me. He probably was 30 years old or something, brown hair, a black hat, blue and yellow eyes, a light gray denim jacket, light blue sports shoes, blue jeans and a white T-shirt. He looked quite nice and friendly. The guy sat next to me, looked at me with a mysterious smile and said: "isn't it a bit early for a cocktail?" "This is just a cherry-", I started but he interrupted me with "I don't mind. It probably tastes good, right?“ I nodded and there was something irritating in his eyes i couldn't ignore. What was that? 

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