The Hotel Royal

Jonathon:

"Really?" I asked surprised, then laughed. "He's never been mad at me for something like this before. and not because his muscles. But that's how he gets any girl he wants. My parents do that because he's their first born." I scowled and then sighed. I ran my hands through my hair. I was such a dork.

Dusty---

"That's just stupid, if you don't mind me saying." She smiled, "So, Jon, if I can call you that, if not just say so. How is that brother of yours babysitting you, aren't you a little old for that?"

Johnathon:

I smiled. "I would prefer you not to. Um...let's just say my parents forced me to come. Even if I am a little old to be babysat, I'm still apart of my family, and still the youngest. Therefore, my brother is my babysitter. What are you doing here?" I asked.

Dusty---

"My dad said I needed a vacation," She rolled her eyes, "I haven't stopped working on the ranch sense my mom past. So he booked a resorvation. Had my best friend pack my stuff then put me on a plane saying I was going to go pick up a new colt. Well I found out half way over here that I wasn't picking one up." She sighed, "I don't even know how long my dad made me resorvations for. And he told anyone that if htey saw me around town to put me back on a plane up here."

Johnathon:

I laughed."That's wonderful. now I'll have someone to talk to that's not always making fun of me." I frowned. "I love accents." I told her. "They are original."

Dusty---

"And I'll have someone to talk to that isn't full of himself." She smiled, "Now how did we get on the topic of accents?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

Jonhathon:

I smiled. "Because you do have an accent. And I..." I blushed. "I like it."

Dusty---

Dusty smiled, "Boy your red as an apple." She laughed, "Relax, have you never heard a Texas accent before? Mine isn't as cool as my dad's, man it's halarious at times cause you can't even understand him." She smiled, "I can't pin point yours though. Where are you from?"

Johnathon:

"Yes, I have. But accents are fun. I've lived a lot of places. Right now, I'm living in England." I smiled at her. she was so beautiful! And she was talking to ME!

Dusty---

"Ah, so your an englishmen at the moment." She laughed. She sat up. "I'm going to jump in the pool, it's getting hot, want to come?"

Johnathon:

I nodded shocked. I took off the shirt I had pulled on over my chest as a cover up and threw it on the chair. I stood up. My brother had left his shirt in our room. he prefered to show off everything. I wasn't extremely proud, and normally looked odd standing next to my brother. I had learned at an early age that reading was a wonderful escape. I would devour one book after another. I stood awkwardly, waiting for her.

Dusty---

Dusty smiled and walked to the edge of the pool. She dove down into the pool the cold water making her skin shiver for a few minutes. She surfaced and smiled at Jonathon. "Coming?"

Sammy~

Sammy stepped off the stage. Her throat ached badly as she took a sip of ice water. "Sam, you can leave. Go back to the pool," one of the background singers said, smiling.

"Thanks," Sammy croaked, running back up to her room. She tossed on another bathing suit and another pair of shorts, switching shifts again.

Johnathon:

I blushed and dove in after her. I resurfaced smiling and splashed her, laughing. She glared at me and w ater fight broke out between us. I laughed.

*I have returned! I may need help being brought in though... *