"This feels so akward!" Clare thought as she rode the elevator up to the second floor. She hadn't seen Andrew in 15 years, but he used to be her best friend. So why did this feel wrong?

Andrew was from Brooklyn. He was rough, he got into many fights, and was quite the ladies man. Clare was a girl from a small Conneticut town. She was prim, proper, and a little up-tight.

Clare and Andrew met at camp when they wer 11 years old. They had become good friends after the four summers they were at camp, but then High school started and neither one of them went back to camp. They had each others phone numbers but they never really stayed in touch.

When Andrew came back to Conneticut, he called Clare's old number, her mother answered. She told him Clare's new number, and he called that. He invited Clare to the hotel where he was staying, he wanted to catch up for old time sake. Clare accepted but the closer she got to room 224 the more upset she got about her decision. She secretly liked Andrew back then, and she never quite got over that. She decided that's why she felt like her insides were about to show up on her outsides.

Clare knocked on the door of room 224. She was so nervous, and excited at the same time! She wondered what he looked like now, if he'd still enjoy spending time with her, and a bunch of other things.

When he opened the door she was shocked. He looked the same, but somehow better. He was now 26 and still as cute as ever.

"Clare I'm so glad you're here!" Andrew said and ushering her into the room. He shook hands with her and took her coat.

Twenty minutes later they were talking up a storm. "Clare what do you do for a living?" Andrew asked. "I run a fashion design studio in Manhattan." She answered Clare was just about to ask Andrew what he did, and why he was in town when the door opened and two people entered. They were older maybe in their late 50's early 60's, but they acted so much younger.

"Maybe this time there won't be an misquitos." The man said.
"As long as you don't pull the air conditioning unit out of the wall!" the woman replied. Then these strangers realised they were not alone.

"Exscuse me, who are you?" the man asked. "I'm renting this room and this is my friend. What are you doing in my room?" Andrew replied.

"Oh the hotel must have rented us both the room for tonight. See me and my wife were just comming here to reminess about our first date as a couple, we had some of it right in this room." the man told them.

"You had your date in the hotel?" Clare asked them.

"Yes we were trying to keep our relationship secret from our family, that didn't work out." the woman said with a smile on her face.

"Would you like to tell us the story?" Clare asked the couple.

"Just another story of a Brooklyn Guy and a Conneticut girl, friends, and then fate and love brought them together, fairly boring actually." the man said

"We love to be bored, please tell us the story." Andrew asked.

"Well ok" the wonam started. "It actually began 8 years earlier..."