When I'm done in the bathroom, I step back into the room and set our alarm clock to go off in five minutes, then lock it up in a box and shove it under Simone's bed.
She'd be so thrilled.
I step into the hallway next and head for Cory's room. I can't be the only one having a bad morning. A few girls are already up and loitering in the hallway and lobby, taking orders from Renee before scattering out to get to work.
I burst open the door to Cory's room without knocking even after reading the sign Do not disturb. I'm know I'm acting like an annoying little sister right now.
The boys room is decent and well kept unlike what I originally had in mind. I wasn't exactly expecting a dumpster of a room and I also wasn't expecting it to be so well organized. All three of their beds are neatly made and the soft music playing at the background makes the serenity feel more warm.
Noah is already awake but still on his bed, holding a book
Today is the day I die. Either from Noah's long and hard stare, or mob beaten by hungry guests.Despite my job now hanging on the line between me getting fired, which I don't really care about because I'm not getting a dime out of this, I'm more concerned on the monstrous assumptions Noah already has in his head.Did he really hear everything? I can't tell. His bushy eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and his mouth is set into a line as thin as paper. A well known scowl.He should know very well by now that my mouth works without a zipper and everything that comes out of it shouldn't be taken too seriously. Mom had always told me my mouth diarrhea would get me into trouble one day, and today is definitely looking like that day.Sharp heels click themselves to our direction as I see Miss Renee stomping towards us, looking like she's about to shove a stick up someone's ass.Point of correction, that ass would be mine.Woe
I keep my feet planted on the surfboard, knees bent, arms loose, and my eyes looking in the direction I'm going. My dampened hair sticks to the side of my face as the rush of the wind kicks the sea into into a huge wave. I almost lose my balance from the force of the wave but Cory's grip on my arms has me pull myself back to my perfect position.It's a perfect Tuesday afternoon for a surf date with Cory— that's what I call it, sue me— and we both sneaked out of kitchen duties to hang out with dolphins instead. They seem friendlier than actual humans these days.I opted for a wetsuit, and I'm glad I did because it's keeping my body warm in the cold water, preventing chills. Cory's figure becomes distorted as the water separates and comes between us. We connect our hands through the water as he unexpectedly drags me away from my surfboard and lands me on his hands, carrying me bridal style."I didn't plan for this!" I yell over the lo
"Butter or Mayonnaise?" He asks. I'm confused for a moment before my head tells me he's talking about making me a sandwich."Mayonnaise."Noah spreads Mayonnaise on bread. "So what's it?""What?""Your tattoo."I lower my eyelashes and fiddle with the pendant on my neck, suddenly feeling embarrassed. "It's a unicorn."He makes a sound at the back of his throat and shifts the sandwich towards me. I take a greedy bite out of it as I hear loud voices approaching our table from behind me."Get ready to meet the lousiest group of people ever.""GALLAGHER!" A voice booms. "Where have you been? We've been looking everywhere for you." The four lousy shenanigans appear on our table and noisily drags out seats.Seeing more of the Kingston boys up close now makes my previous impression of them dissipate. True, they might look like they just came out from a teen model magazine, but I feel less bothered now at
Simone and I are currently laid out on the beach chairs, having a beautiful view of the crystal clear ocean.We're both laying out in the sun, my eyes closed and headphones tucked in, working on my tan, and Simone's beside me solving a crossword puzzle— something Mabel's very fond of doing too. We don't talk anymore after our mini argument which is weird. She's not the type to go on a no talking spree for this long. I don't even get daily memes from her anymore, and that means one thing; either she's still mad at me, or got hit by a bus.Simone went ahead to give me this pep talk about how I should've handled the situation differently, and I've searched high, I've searched low, but no matter how hard I look, I can't find where I asked for her opinion.Someone's presence blocks my view from the sun as I tear my eyes open to see who had the nerve to obstruct my tan process.Lacey stands there, looking displeased as ever."What do yo
There's so many kind of buildings, I notice, as I stare out of the Jeep Wrangler that has no doors. The seatbelt I'm wearing is the only thing preventing me from flying out the vehicle. Noah's one heck of a driver.Old buildings, new ones, crumbling row houses and refurbished homes. Tall office buildings and squat store fronts all fills the scenery.The trees takes over this time, tall and stately, lining both sides of the road, so that it seems we are driving through a park, rather than the middle of a crowded city."It's so beautiful," I murmur. "So ethereal, so magnificent, so...""It's just trees, Allie. Get over it."Kill joy.We pass gracious old homes, brick and granite, then another strips of shops, smart and trendy. Noah circles around, then pulls into a narrow lot that fronts several upscale shops.He climbs out of the Jeep on his own and begins to walk into one of the shops. Noah stops on his t
"A young boy is sleeping in his bed on a usual night. He hears footsteps outside his door, and peeks open an eye to see what is happening," Everyone is dead silent, making Simone's voice audible enough to the little crowd that forms a circle. We're all sitting on chunks of wood."His door swings open quietly to reveal a murderer carrying the corpses of his parents. After silently propping them on a chair, he writes something on the wall in the blood of the dead bodies. He then hides under the child's bed." My fingers digs in tightly to whoever's arms I'm gripping on in fear."The child is scared beyond belief. He can't read the writing on the wall and he knows the man is under his bed. Like any child, he pretends that he slept through the whole thing and hasn't awoken yet. He lays still as the bodies, quietly hearing the breaths from under his bed.""An hour passes, and his eyes are adjusting more to the darkness. He tries to make out the words, but
The next day, Cory completely acts as if I don't exist."And you stood him up? Do you know what that means?" Lacey says for the sixth time, obviously adding to my guilt."I think you explained that already pretty much. I suck, and I'm a pile of poop." I repeat her words."Louder.""Fuck you, Simone."We're in the hotel's lounge room, which is a simple way of putting the cramped up, rectangular shaped room that the management provided for us. If I take a shot anytime our table has been bumped into and spilling half of our French fries to the floor, I'd probably have alcohol poisoning.I'm not only stressed out about the fact that Cory is intentionally ignoring me, which mind you, is already becoming insufferable for me. We've been appealing for a new room because our current one already has too many issues that the hotel's management turned a blind eye on.Why our toilet keeps getting clogged up is still a mystery. Th
It's the Statehood Day soon. And it's all everyone can talk about. The hotel walls are alive with squeals and chatter. Everyone's trying out their colorful Aloha shirts; They're usually collared and button dress shirts, mainly short sleeved and cut from printed fabric.In order to commemorate the day Hawaii joined the U.S of A as state fifty, the hotel is hosting a concert in it's premises, mainly for their customers. We the 'workers' aren't allowed. But that's not stopping us from sneaking in, though.Lacey's sitting Indian style on her bed, making a phone call when I step out of the bathroom in my robe. It's five hours till midnight. Also eight hours from now to Cory's and I little adventure by 3am, and it's all I've been thinking about since he brought it up. My stomach instantly forms a tight knot as I remember what I have in mind for tonight.There's only two things that can happen. Acceptance or Rejection.And even if I get rejected, it'