I rushed off to make everything perfect for tonight. I called room service and ordered the most expensive things on the menu. I sent out my tux to have it ironed. I made sure everything was perfect for tonight. if I was good, I may get exactly what I desired for desert. I grinned. Now that would be worth it!
I debated what to wear tonight. I had meant to ask if this was meant to be fancy or casual, but had slipped my mind. Finally, I decided my aquamarine silk cocktail dress was just right- not too casual, but not super fancy. It was amazing to me that I had a date my first date here. But instead of questioning it, I excitedly got dressed and did my makeup, then slipped on my black sandals. I spritzed some perfume as I got out the door.
"Suite 509," I said to myself, heading down the hallway of the 5th floor. "501, 503, 505, 507, 509, here it is." I knocked on the door and waited.
"The test of literature is, I suppose, whether we ourselves live more intensely for the reading of it."
-Elizabeth Drew
I yanked the door open. "You look stunning." I said, kissing her hand. She blushed, I grinned. "Are you hungry?" I led her into the eating area. It was decorated in green, the same color as her eyes. a butler was there to serve her every whim. I wanted everything to be perfect. desert was going to be the best part of the meal. I smiled as I let my mind run.
"Wow, the food is so delicious here. Especially the spaghetti. How'd you know spaghetti was my favorite food?" she asked with a laugh. By the way, you have a very nice room, I love the bouquets." I was probably rambling, but it was so hard not to. My stomach was in knots.
"The test of literature is, I suppose, whether we ourselves live more intensely for the reading of it."
-Elizabeth Drew
One of the guys grabbed her shoulder and pushed her into the pool. Sammy smiled and kicked him in the stomach, pushing off into an underwater back flip. Sammy smiled and looked at the fo-no...there was only two. The two others were swimming circles around the annoyed Hitsugaya. She snickered as they began calling him 'shortstuff'. The other two soon joined in calling out the same name
Sammy gaped as the guy floated around the pool, the others trying to keep him up. "Hitsugaya!" She yelled, jumping out of the pool and grabbing his wrist before he walked away. "Do you know how much trouble I'm going to be in?! And if they get Travis back to his senses you know you're dead right?!" She heard Travis moan something about his head. "Shimate!" She grabbed Sakura and pulled her out of the pool, grabbing their wrists and running into the hotel, the four idiots in pursuit.
"Okay. how about Pizza? I would suggest ording it in my room but I have a feeling that my brother...that my room is preoccupied at the moment. So...how about this little caf
I tried to brush off the fact that I had been caught staring at him by turning back to my book, (mouth still open). But a smile spread across his face and I sank deeper into my chair.
All you need is 20 seconds of insane courage, and I promise you something great will come of it.
Dusty smiled, "Alright, we could order it to my room if you don't want to go to the cafe' though." She smiled. She tossed her towel in the bin and followed him towards the hotel.
I grinned. "Okay. Sounds good to me." She showed me the way to her room and oppened the door. I stood there, not knowing what to do. I missed my jeans. I wanted pockets so that I could shove my hands into them!
Dusty walked in the room and grabbed the phone. Jonathon followed her slowly and just stood there looking lost. "If you want to get changed you can. Or we could watch a movie. I don't care either way." She smiled putting the phone down and jumping on the bed sitting indian style.
I have lived through much, and now I think I have found what is needed for happiness. A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good... then rest, nature, books, music, love for one's neighbor - such is my idea of happiness. — Leo Tolstoy
