#vegasbaby

Dammit, dammit, dammit, gosh dammit! I couldn't believe I had actually let Zak walk in on my dancing. I should have closed or locked the door or something; I was taking a shower five minutes before too! What a surprise that he hadn't walked in on that! I had honestly thought everyone was passed out, because when I woke up on the couch at 5 o'clock (like I do every morning--it's like a preset clock) basically everyone--even Berkely, who was sound asleep on Nick's shoulder--was snoring. I automatically assumed that no one would be awake until at least nine or ten, so I had gotten up to do my morning routine: shower, dance, drink a cup of coffee or two, dance, dance some more, wake Berkely up, etc.

Oh, but no! Zak had to wake up at the crack of dawn and decide, "Hey, I'm gonna go see what Brielle's up to, doesn't that sound great?" and had walked in on me dancing. Gosh, I was such an idiot; they weren't supposed to know that I did something lame like dancing! I would rather lie and tell them I was a ghost-hunter too; at least that would be cool! Whatever, Zak was staring at me like I was in idiot while I paced and cursed at myself, so I decided I would have to say something.

"Look, I-" I started to talk, but he grabbed my arm and spun me around (I was in mid-circle while pacing). I looked at him with wide eyes, waiting for him to fuss at me like most of my other boyfriends had while I freaked out like this, but when I saw the guilty look in his eyes, I almost felt bad for freaking out. It wasn't like when Taylor or Rayd had yelled at me--I actually felt bad for making assumptions about how he didn't want to see that and crap.

"I'm not exactly sorry for walking in on you, Brielle. I like how you dance, and I like how you have passion for it. Granted, I'm sorry I walked in and embarrassed you, but that was awesome." He smiled a little and I smiled back. He looked so gosh-darn cute when he smiled; it was like he was a little boy! I just wanted to give him a cookie! What he said was really sweet, and I was glad he didn't think I was a loser, but I still felt a little embarrassed that he saw me like that... I went to say something again, but his tummy rumbled.

"You want something to eat?" I asked while giggling. He put a hand on his stomach and looked up at me with puppy dog eyes and nodded. Oh gosh, I would give him anything if he made that face again! "Well, I guess we can go downstairs and grab some waffles or something, if you'd like... Let me go change and I'll be right back, kay?" I poked his chest and skipped off to the bathroom to change into a t-shirt and jean shorts, taking time to sit down and slip on a pair of Nikes; I felt like today was going to be a long day, and we were going to be walking a lot.

I walked out of the bedroom and Zak was sitting on the couch, flipping through channels on the TV. It was on mute, but I could tell he was just doing it for kicks anyway, so I tiptoed over to him and grabbed his hand. I nodded toward the door and he turned the TV off, smiling and putting a hand on his tummy to show he was hungry (as if I didn't know). I rolled my eyes at him and snickered, and we headed toward the door. As I was opening it, we heard a loud snort and turned around to see Aaron rolling over. I looked at him and had to run outside because I was laughing so hard. He closed the door behind me and looked at me with his finger over his mouth. I shut up and looked at him with fake shame in my eyes. He just smiled a little and I looked up at the top of his head when I noticed something different.

"Oh no, where's the fohawk?!" I put a shocked face on as if the fate of the world depended on his hair being styled, and the look on his face when I said that made it seem more serious than I thought. He put his hand on the top of his head and muttered "shit" when he realized it wasn't spiked up like it had been last night. I thought his hair was kind of...hot down and in his face; it actually made me bite my lip because it made him look like he had just woken up, and it was cute. He didn't seem so excited, though.

"Dammit, I forgot about that..." He looked so distressed, I had to put my hand on his back and pat it (forgetting the fact that it felt amazing and totally muscular--sigh). He kept feeling around on his head as if he were missing a limb on the top of it.

"Zak is it really that big of a deal--"

"Yes!"

"Eesh. Well, for your information, I think it's cute." I just looked away when I said that, embarrassed that I had actually said it, but feeling pretty confident when he had a "really?" look on his face. I just kept walking and moved my hips a little so that I at least looked attractive for two seconds. "And unless you feel like starving, you may want to follow me," I said as I continued down the hall and opened an elevator door.

I couldn't help but snicker when he walked up to the elevator door and looked lost and still had his hand on the top of his head. He stood next to me, and I pressed the button to go down to the first floor where they served breakfast. His stomach growled again, and I looked up at him with one eyebrow raised. He just shrugged and pushed me with his elbow. I scoffed at him and pushed him back, not moving him, but still pushing him. When he growled back playfully, I pushed him again and this time he moved! One point for me! He full-out stiffarmed me, and I got some momentum and ran into him with my shoulder.

We both ended up against the wall of the elevator, and I had put my arms around him a little to catch myself. When the elevator doors opened and some guy in a suit was standing there, with us breathing hard and looking like we had been...well, you know, I let Zak go and walked out quickly, muttering to myself about how stupid we must have looked. I heard him behind me jogging to catch up and chuckling. I couldn't help but turn around and act like I was mad at him. I had to try so hard to keep a straight face while l fussed at him, it was almost impossible; I wasn't much of the serious type.

"Zachary! That was all your fault and you--you know it!" I started stuttering because I wanted to laugh so badly, "We looked like a couple of--of--hooligans!" I had to bend over and hold my stomach because I was laughing so hard after that. I could hear him laughing too, and it felt so good to be laughing with him and being happy. This hadn't happened in so long, and it felt good to be having fun with a guy that I liked. Too bad I would have to leave him...

I sobered up after that thought, and straightened out slowly. I took a deep breath and let it out while I walked to Zak and grabbed his hand. I stared at our hands joined and wondered if we could ever be together like this for more than the next week that he would be here for. I looked back up at him sheepishly and almost felt bad for getting him involved in this; I didn't want to hurt him after these few weeks, because he was a nice boy, and I knew he liked me too.

"You think..." I looked down at the patterned floor to distract myself while I got my thoughts out, "We'll ever be anything, Zak?" I finished the sentence in a big hurry, and looked up at him. He looked down at me too, and I saw a little bit of sadness in his eyes. He put his hand on my cheek and I leaned into it. Gosh, he was cute...and sweet, but if we couldn't see each other because we lived miles apart, was it worth it? I didn't even know him that well...

"How about we go through this week and just have fun, okay? I like you, and you like me, so let's just be together for now and we'll see what happens." I closed my eyes and wondered if we would be okay, and if we would get along. He rubbed my cheek with his thumb once and then took it away. He squeezed my hand and smiled to me. "Let's go get some breakfast, okay?" I just smiled up at him and realized just being together would be the best.

"Yeah, okay. I do love food..." We laughed at that, and walked to the breakfast area with smiles on our faces. I forgot the sadness of possibly having to leave him, and we just talked and laughed over our waffles and eggs. I barely touched my food before we decided to leave, honestly. I had thought I was hungry, but maybe that was the caffeine talking. We walked back to Berk and I's room hand in hand, and when we got in, they were still passed out. It was 8 o'clock, and I decided it was about time they got their asses up; we had a long day of sight-seeing ahead!

Zak and I looked at each other like we both had the same idea. He grabbed two pillows off of the couch we had slept on, and handed me one. He winked to me, and I winked back. Then we started pummeling the three of them on the couch with the pillows to wake them up. They all automatically shielded their faces, and Aaron and Nick were cursing like it was cool. Berkely just started shrieking and yelling at me. It sounded like, "Oh fuck...Brie stop!...Zak that hurts, shit!...fuck, dude!" Zak and I stopped after a minute or two of torturing them, and when we dropped the pillows, all three of them started mumbling about how stupid we were. Zak and I were just on the floor laughing. I felt tears coming out of my eyes, and rolled over to see him breathing deep and laughing again. I just stretched out on the floor and "ah"-ed before Berkely started fussing at me again.

"Brielle! We barely got any sleep last night, and then you two have to savagely wake us up as if you're a couple of cavemen!" She just kept going on, and I saw Nick grab a pillow off of the couch and smack her with it while she kept talking. Her mouth went into a giant "o" and she turned around to smack him on the shoulder. Then she grabbed a pillow too and started smacking him with it, and then turned to me and hit me with it. I grabbed one to defend myself, and we all ended up having a pillow fight in the middle of the living room, laughing and cursing and getting revenge on each other. And damn, was it fun; I hadn't had this much fun with any of my friends back home, and I was glad to have these three boys and Berkely as my new group of best friends. Boy, was this going to be a vacation to remember.

When we had all finished hitting each other with the flowered pillows and had settled down to catch a breath, Zak and I were on the floor with our arms around each other. I almost fell asleep again right there, but I knew Berkely and I were only going to be here for "a limited time only!" and we needed to get some sights seen.

"Zak?" I said while seemingly out of breath, "I know you've lived here since the beginning of time," he laughed at that, "would you mind showing us around? You can be Tour Guide Barbie!" I made a Barbie pose on the floor and even Berkely laughed at it.

"You got the tan for it, dude," Nick said from the couch, and Zak kicked him in the shin for it, "But the fixed hair's missing, eh?" Nick elbowed Aaron and they both chuckled to themselves while Zak looked at them like they were embarrassing him.

"Oh, I sense tension!" Aaron laughed, and I couldn't keep myself from giggling. Zak just got up from the floor with pink cheeks and walked to the door.

"Do you guys want to see Vegas or not? Tour Guide Barbie leaves in 3 seconds. Three," he opened the door and stepped out, "two," he started to close the door, "one!" He slammed the door, and we all looked at each other with surprised looks on our faces. "Just kidding, I know Berkely's not dressed yet," he said while he popped his head back in the door. "We all have to change too. See you girls in thirty?" I nodded and rushed Berkely into the bathroom as they made their way to their room. I waved 'bye to Zak and told Nick and Aaron 'bye too. And I knew once they closed that door, Berkely would have something to say (whether it was positive or negative I didn't know) about everything that had happened in the past twelve hours.