Chapter one

When I stepped out of the elevator on the ground floor, with my towel around my arm and my swimming shorts on, I watched Courtney pacing up and down the hotel hall angryly. She was mumbling somthing under her breath, throwing furniture in different directions, for about 20 minutes before I started to actually try to hide the grin from my face. "Man, this girl needs anger management" I thought to myself while avoiding a concussion from a lamp that she had thrown over her shoulder. Of course only an idiot would have said that out loud. When the entire hall was trashed, I decided to try and cheer her up. The girl may have the temper of a honey badger, but she has a smile that could beat the sun out of it's own game. "C'mon Courtney, being outta the game isn't that bad. This place rocks!"

"I don't care how cool this place is. I'm not supposed to BE here! Have you seen my PDA?" She stopped pacing and stood right infront of me glaring. This girls got nerve. "You'd better not be messing with it!"

"Why would I have your PDA, I wasn't even on your team. Well now that I think about it, you've alway been on a team of your own." I said not realizing I had said the last part out loud.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she screached.

"Forget it." I said waving it off.

"You'd better be careful how you treat me. I can sue you know!"

"I said forget it." I said irritated with a sharper tone than before, and I started walking back towards the elevator to go back to my room. The swim can wait till later.

"Don't you walk away from ME! I used to be a-"

"C.I.T yeah, yeah"

"Come back here!" She runs up to me and grabs my shoulder. I turn my head in her direction and glare. She's REALLY getting on my last nerve.

"Back. Off. Courtney."

"No! No one talks to ME like that!"

Unfortunatly my temper kicks in, I turn around and shout at her, making her stumble backwards, "What makes you think YOU'RE so special?" I shout.

"What's your problem? Mr Musician?"

"Right now, YOU'RE my problem! Maybe if you learned to do as your told and think about other peoples point of view instead of constantly bitching, whining and thinking about yourself, you wouldn't have law suit flowing out your butt 24/7!" I turn back around and breathed deeply. My fists shaking at my sides, my towel fell to the floor earlier when I had turned around. I need to chillax man. "One two three four five six seven eight nine! One two three four five six seven eight nine!"

"You're so weird!"

"If being weird stops me from rearranging your face, then yeah, I'm weird."

"Don't you threaten me-"

"I don't have your stupid PDA, so leave me alone." As I walked into the lift, I heard her shout:

"... Freak!"

and I froze before I pressed the button. I glared at her, looking at her to see if she was being serious, and paused before I spoke. "...I know I can be a little weird sometimes, but that's not cool." She turns her nose up, says 'hmpf' and walks away. God, how do these girls hurt you so badly with out even touching you?

By midnight, I still wasn't asleep. Everyone had gone to bed ages ago. I had since changed into my normal clothes and just been standing on the balcony in my hotel room, staring at the stars since it had began to get really dark. I can't go to sleep angry and my temper hadn't gotten any better since the arguement and that was like, seven or more hours ago. I don't know why I lost my temper so quickly in an arguement with her, cause I know what she can be like. I should have expected it when I tried to talk to her, so I suppose it's my fault. I should've just kept my mouth shut. "Maybe if I waited till nine hours had passed, my mood would be better..." I thought. But then I quickly decided it would probably be best if I went an apologized to her. I roll my eyes, "Girls," I mutter, while I leave my room, and tip-toe into the elevator to go down a floor, I didn't wanna wake up anyone with my footsteps. "They really know how to play your heart strings."

End of chapter one