A Vampire direction (On hold)

Chapter two

Hey guys, chapter two :) 

it may not be very exiting but it is all a build up and some of it will come into use later on in the story

_Karma_

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“Woohoo ROADTRIP!” I shouted to thin air as I lifted my arms up and screeched. The fast wind was blowing my hair back furiously as Rebecca sped down the dusty, dry, deserted highway in her new blood red convertible with our one direction CD playing full blast on the stereo. I lowered y arms and began tapping my hands on the rolled down window to the beat of the song as me and Rebecca sing along at the top of our voices. We were both wearing plain, brightly coloured playsuits with bead necklaces, and similar sunglasses, mine a deep burgundy and hers a dark purple.

“Yeah, we’ll be doing what we do. Just pretending that we’re cool and we know it too” sang Rebecca

“Yeah, we’ll be doing what we do. Just pretending that we’re cool, so tonight” I continued.

“Let’s go crazy, crazy, crazy ‘till we see the sun.  I know we only met but let’s pretend its love. And never, never, never stop for anyone. Tonight let’s get some, and live while we’re young.” We both chorused together as loud as we could, instantly laughing.

“Oh my, Rebecca, can you believe it? We, are going to a one D concert, in Miami!” I exclaim

“I know, can you believe it!” she screeched.

The car sped past a medium green sign with white writing. I could only just read the text that spelled out;

Miami, 5 miles ahead.

“Woohoo, Miami here we come!” I shout sticking my hands in the air again as we speed down the road.

We pull up to the address my mum sent us to as we are greeted by a huge, posh styled building with around 90 windows on the front alone. We gasped in shock at the look of this place as Rebecca parked and I reached over to hold the button, sending the roof back up and doing up all the windows. I step out the car as Becca flips open the trunk before stepping out and clicking the small button on her keys to lock the car. We walk around to the back, retrieving our suitcases and shutting the boot again. Dragging our cases along as the jump about on the stones and gravel of the drive, we head for the lobby that is not one to disappoint. Once opening the doors we are greeted by a big, busy room with clean, cream, shiny walls and smooth crystal floors. As we stepped through, a young man in white tux welcomed us, gesturing for us to step right inside.

“Well, hello!” Rebecca said as she waved to the young man, flirting with him. I nudged her yet smiled as we walked toward the pristine white desk with crystal vase holding red flowers, a cream phone, bright blue binder with feedback and a long divided section of wall which held many keys for each room, most of them empty. In between the desk and the wall stood a girl of about 22, with blonde hair tied back into tight pony tail, who had a fake yet polite smile as we walked towards us.

“Hi, welcome to the grand Miami hotel. Do you have a reservation?” she asked cheerfully. She wore a smart cream dress with black detail and plain cream heels.

“Err, hi, yes we have a reservation under the name of Bennet?” I tell her looking over the desk to see a lower shelf with magazine, computer and sketch pad and pencil. She typed the name into the computer and pressed enter.

“Mmhm, we have 3 Bennet’s staying here at the moment so could you give us some more details please?” she said still looking at her screen.

“Err, yeah sure, what do you need?” I asked.