@Rvan group
“Hi, I’m Brennan,” He broke the silence of their gaze with a smile.
“Hi, I’m Brennan,” He broke the silence of their gaze with a smile.
“Paris” she said returning the smile, and playing with the heart necklace she wore around her neck, more nervous than anything.
“Where are you from?” Brennan asked. He wondered if he lived close by…
“Well I gues you could say all over the place. One of my dads gets stationed in a lot of places. Currently it’s Michigan, but rumor has it we might have to move again soon” Paris responded.
(Sorry I took so long to respond, we drove home from our own vacation and the car broke down, so… yeah. That took a while lol)
“Ah, Michigan is a nice place. The fishing is good for the most part. It’s cool that one of your dads serve. I live in (Where do you want him to be from?)” Brennan replied with a lazy smile.
(California I think is what I decided on the other day. I forgot to write it down but would explain the tanned skin. Also it’s all good. I was busy this afternoon)
Paris smiled. “I’ve heard great things about the food there. And it’s Cali, what’s not to love? Other than the traffic of course.” She responded.
“Yeah, and the occasional earthquakes,” Brennan replied, trailed his hand through the water, “Surfing is amazing there.”
“Hey! Brennan!” He heard is friends shout from around the hotel. He turned to see his buddies waving at him.
Brennan waved and grinned at them, then quickly turned back to Paris as he hoisted himself out of the pool, “I’ll see you around?”
“Uh yea I hope so” she said smiling and waving. She swam to Madylin who immediately started to squeal.
“‘Surfer dude’ actually surfs Mads. What a coincidence”
“Okay, but what’s his real name though? He had to have told you”
“Brennan. He’s really nice” Paris said, a smile on her face.
“Sounds like it. Maybe you can get back into the game” Madylin said with a wink warning herself a splash with the water. “Don’t start that again” she warned.
Brennan walked off to his friends, and they immediately started talking and joking about whatever. Brennan couldn’t help but keep thinking about Paris and was only halfway in the conversation as they went to the hotel game room.
“Whatever. I’m hungry. Want to grab a pizza from the cafe and take it upstairs? Or do you want to eat down here?” Paris asked climbing out of the pool.
“Let’s eat down here. Maybe I can find me a cute guy to hang out with too” Madylin responded with a laugh. They walked over grabbed their phones and towels and headed to the cafe inside the hotel to get a pizza and a drink.
Jay, one of Brennan’s friends, shook his shoulder a small bit, “Brennan, something up?” Brennan was brought back down to Earth as he put on a smile for Jay and his buddies.
“No, just thinking about Vanessa’s party tonight. She’s invited the entire hotel and then some,” Brennan responded, lied, quickly. True, Vanessa’s party was coming up, but he was actually thinking about if he could find Paris there and ask her to dance with him. That is, if he could avoid Vanessa long enough to ask her.
Paris and Madylin got a pepperoni pizza and a couple Coke’s.
“This is so good! I might be bloated though” Madylin said.
“I’m just going to eat a few. We can take the rest back to the room.” Paris said, “don’t want to eat too much before that party we were invited too. We don’t even know the chick. But I’m sure her Daddy owns the hotel chain or something.”
“Probably” Madylin said “pretty rich girls like her can do whatever they want anyway. She’s just your regular old vacation whore”
Both girls got lost in a fit of laughter. They soon regained composure and decide to head up to heir room.
Brennan looked through his closet. His buddies would probably be waiting outside his door since he was taking so long. He finally found a decent looking set of clothes and changed. He combed his hair with his hands and walked out of his room to run straight into Vanessa. He tried to keep the annoyance out of his voice as he asked, “Hey, what are you doing here?”
“Making sure you’re coming,” Vanessa smiling, grabbing onto Brennan’s arm with a smile. Brennan held in his distaste and smiled back before he was brought downstairs for the party.
The pair of girls changed, Madylin into a olive green sundress, Paris in a lacy pink crop too and plain black skirt. They put on mascara and lipgloss and pushed their hair, Madylins straight, and Paris’ into her prettt natural curls. They slid on converse and walked out the door, and down to the party.
Brennan walked into the party with Vanessa tugging on his arm. How was he supposed to try and dance with Paris when Vanessa wouldn’t stop badgering him?
“Brennan, isn’t the party great? I planned it all myself, and we have an amazing DJ-“ Vanessa prattled on, but Brennan stopped listening. Anything to get away from her would be nice…
The girls walked in and Paris saw Brennan with Vanessa a few feet away.
“Look who he’s with again” Paris said, a thing of jealously in her voice.
“Go ask him to dance. He looks like he isn’t having much fun” Madylin replied matter of factly.
“But Ma-“ she was cut of by Madylin shoving her towards Brennan and she tripped, falling into him.
“Oh my god I’m so sorry” she said standing up straight.
“You spilt my soda on me you stupid jerk!” Vanessa spat.
“I- I didn’t mean too” Paris stammered.
“Come on lets get you cleaned up” Madylin said swooping in and ushering Vanessa off the the bathroom.
Brennan blinked at the girl now standing in front of him. It was Paris. His mouth parted slightly, then he mumbled unintentionally, “I was thinking about you.”
“Okay. Sorry for uh ya know bumping into you. Guess your thinking brought me over here” she laughed nervously.
Brennan turned scarlet when he realized he said that out loud, and tried to cover it up by asking, “Since you’re here, would you like to dance with me?”
“Sure, just don’t step on my feet” she joked, ignoring his embarrassment, and trying not to embarrass herself.
“I wouldn’t dare!” Brennan replied with mock offense and then a grin as he brought her to the dance floor.
(Fast or slow song?)
Paris let him lead her out to the floor. She smiled up at him when they turned to face each other and got lost in his smile. That was a smile she could get used to.
(Start fast but switches to slow?)
Brennan spun Paris around and grinned. She looked quite beautiful. The song slowly came to an end, but the next started quickly after. It was a slow song.
(Okay dokie)
As the slow song came on she didn’t want to make him uncomfortable and have to dance so close if he didn’t want to, so she waited for him to give her a signal to show he wanted to dance still. She stood mostly still, swaying to the beat and their hands still interlocked from the prior dance.
Brennan took the opportunity to get closer to Paris, and started to dance with her, “What, are you shy?” He teased playfully.
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