Title: An Adventure
Summary: They wouldn't want to go in this adventure with anyone else.
Disclaimer: Not mine…not even this idea.
Note: Thanks to Jill for giving me ideas to spark up my muse…and sorry everyone if this story seems pointless.
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It was all surreal. How the hell had a normal girl like her end up in one of the most flashing and lively cities in America? For the first 18 years of her life she had only lived in one city, and has been in two different states max. Boston was a beautiful place of course, but after living there for practically all your life, it gets boring. And sure the beautiful lights of New York City was a sight that she'll never forget. But there was something different about Las Vegas, something grown up, that sent chills down her spine.
Corrina Sanchez looked up at the interior of the Vegas Tipton in awe. It was golden and radiant. It amazed her how marvelous this place was…even though it looked exactly the same as the lobby of the Boston Tipton, asides from the room that held the casino's.
"You don't understand!" London's aggravated voice interrupted Corrie's daze. "I'm London Tipton! As in my daddy owns this hotel."
"Of course, and I'm the Queen of England." the flamboyant man behind the front desk said with an eye roll, not even bothering to look up at London.
"Well not with that attitude and make-up you're not." she retorted.
"London, why can't you just give him your ID so we can get to our rooms!" Maddie suggested.
"I don't need an ID, I am London Tipton! Everyone should know who I am." she said the last part loudly more to the desk clerk who barely even acknowledged her.
"Well we're not getting anywhere with you being London Tipton, he needs an identification!" Mary-Margaret said, irritated.
"Listen kid," the clerk interrupted them. "Unless you have proof that you're the Tipton daughter, or have money to pay for these suites, you're not getting in anywhere."
"I shouldn't have to put up with this!" she screeched, then back to the clerk. "Once I tell my daddy what you're doing to her precious princess, you are sooo fired!"
"Mh-hm." he continued, not even bothering. "Like I haven't heard that before."
"Now what are we gonna do?" Maddie sighed. "Miss. Stubborn over here wont give up her ID or her money. Where are we gonna stay now?"
"Is there a problem here ladies?" a fifth voice echoed through and they looked up surprised to see Mr. Moseby in between them.
"Mr. Moseby, what are you doing here?" Maddie asked.
"My agenda here is not that important."
She looked at him with a smirk. "You're here to check out the competition aren't you?"
"Maybe." he mumbled. "But I also have other reasons as to why I'm here. Now, why are you four standing in the lobby and not in your room?"
"We should have been checked in already if somebody would let us." London said, jerking her head towards the clerk who was now on the phone. "The stupid prick didn't know who I was!"
"I see. You four get your luggage ready, I'll take care of this." with an assuring smile, Mr. Moseby walked to the front desk, leaving the girls in relief.
"That was a close one." Maddie said. "You better be grateful that Moseby's here."
"Yeah yeah."
"Alright ladies, all is set, the bellboys will take your bags now." Mr. Moseby said with a smile, handing them their card key.
"Thank you Moseby." London smiled at him grateful, then glanced back at the clerk and gave him a glare. He just looked back at her with a nervous smile. She huffed and walked away.
The girls all gave their luggage to the bellboys, then following London. As they walked Corrie felt as if something was off. It was as if someone was watching her. She immediately swift her body around, glancing the room, but nothing. All she saw were different lights flashing at her. Shaking her head, figuring it was nothing, Corrie continued to walk on ahead.
It was all a blur. It was as if they weren't real. The lights, the people, the place. Was she really here? Maddie, Mary-Margaret and Corrie walked down the streets of the Las Vegas strip, in awe at their surroundings. It was already well into the evening, the sun setting and the lights of the different buildings starting to shine.
Unfortunately for them, their personal guide, and free ticket to everything, was back at the hotel under suite lockdown by Mr. Moseby and her father. Due to an incident that occurred between London and celebrity at some event, for which she had to be punished with. But seeing as how they were already in Vegas when her father received the information, Mr. Tipton sent Moseby to look after her. So that's where London was now, in her suite while Maddie, Mary-Margaret and Corrie tried to find their way around.
"I am so hungry right now." Maddie groaned.
"I told you we should have just stayed at the Tipton!" Mary argued. "The restaurant was right there!"
"But London made reservations! And its free, we don't have to pay for anything no matter how many food we get!" Maddie countered. "Why spend our entire money saved up for this trip on one dinner?!"
"Ugh, I knew we shouldn't have trusted air head with this!"
"Guys lets all calm down." Corrie said to them calmly. "We're fortunate that London took us here! Now can we please make use of this paid vacation and not fight?"
"Fine." the two sighed.
"But how are gonna get there?" Mary asked. "We don't even know where Caesar's Palace is!"
A moment later they suddenly heard a familiar voice calling to them. "Over here!"
The three girls turned to see London waving for them from a car. "London!" the exclaimed, rushing to the car.
"About time you three noticed me." she said when they arrived at her call. "Now get in so we can get to the restaurant! I'm starving!"
The three immediately entered the car, sitting in the back with London. "I can't believe Moseby let you out!" Maddie said, as the car drove off.
"Well what Moseby doesn't know wont hurt him." she said cheekily.
Maddie did a double take. "What are you talking about? London?!"
"This is without a doubt the best ice cream I've ever tasted." Corrie mumbled, taking another bite, not caring about a brain freeze that would ensue pretty soon. "Ow." she stopped, feeling the effect of eating ice cream too fast.
"Take a breather Corrina." Mary-Margaret chuckled.
After a delicious dinner at one of Caesar's finest restaurants, the four girls made their way to the mall to do a little retail therapy. According to London, all these interruptions she's had on her vacation was giving her a headache and she needs a new Gucci attire to help her get better.
After a little shopping, the girls took a rest at FAO Schwartz to get some decadent desserts. Suffice to say, it was like Christmas for Corrie, what with a gigantic ice cream cone the size of a popcorn box that held a brownie fudge ice cream inside. It was like she was having dinner all over again.
"Where are Maddie and London?" Mary asked.
"I don't know, they were here a few minutes ago." Corrie shrugged, taking a lick of her spoon that had hot fudge on it.
Maddie glanced around the shop, then looked up at the balcony on the second floor that held the toy store. There she saw Maddie and London holding up stuffed animals, looking like they were going back to their childhood playing with the fluffy toys.
"Found them." Mary said with an eyeroll, pointing up.
Corrie turned and her eyes widen in delight at the sight. "Oohh! Can we go up there too?!"
"Once you finish your ice cream." she said sternly. After knowing the girl since the fifth grade, she's been like the older sister to Corrie, always looking out for her. She always made sure Corrie was safe whether it was physically, emotionally or mentally.
"Fine." she pouted, turning back to her ice cream which was almost halfway done.
"Now I'll be upstairs making sure those two don't get in trouble. You stay here and finish this up then you can come up, ok?"
"Ok."
"Good." Mary-Margaret got off the stool and made her way to the escalators, glancing back at Corrie from time to time.
Once Mary was finally to the second floor, Corrie focused her attention back on the ice cream in front of her. She took the hot fudge and poured some more on the ice cream. Taking in a deep breath, she took her plastic spoon and dug in the ice cream and ate it. It definitely tasted better the second time around. She took a piece of the waffle cone and scooped up some of the ice cream and took it in her mouth, her eyes rolling back at the heavenly taste.
"I have never seen a girl eat ice cream like you do." an amused voice said behind her.
Corrie jumped in her seat, her hand flying to her chest, trying to keep her heart beating calm. She turned around her seat to see a guy about her age looking at her with an amused smile. She quickly swallowed the ice cream, taking a moment to regain composure. "Excuse me?" she said to him in a low voice.
"Unless of course they're below the age of ten." He chuckled and took a seat next to her, the stool that Mary-Margaret had occupied not too long ago. "You know, I feel as if I keep seeing you everywhere." he admitted.
"Um…"
"I'm not a stalker or anything!" he cleared quickly. "I promise. I'm Trevor, by the way." he held out his hand for her to shake.
She looked at it warily before shaking it. She didn't know why, but there was something sensual at the feel of his masculine hands covering hers. His hand was large yes, but also warm, soft and inviting. Can a hand be inviting? She immediately pulled away, bringing her arm to her side.
"Corrie."
"I saw you earlier today, at the lobby of the Tipton." he continued. "And I swear I saw you somewhere else. Have you ever been to Boston?"
"Yeah." she replied, her voice a bit hoarse. "I live there."
Trevor's eyes lit up, as if he was having an epiphany. "And have you ever been to the Boston Tipton?"
"Yeah, numerous of times." she started to feel a bit more comfortable talking to him now. "You?"
"A couple of times. We always have our Merit Scholar convention held there. That's probably where I've seen you. You know the candy counter girl right?"
"Maddie? She's my friend."
"Well there you go."
"How do you know her?"
"She's an old friend of mine." he shook his head, trying to hold back an eye roll at the thought of his and Maddie's friendship. "So I saw Maddie and London with you two earlier. What are you guys doing here?"
"Vacation." she answered simply, taking another huge bite of her ice cream. Once the cold dessert was in her mouth, it registered to her that a very handsome man was sitting next to her, watching her pig out on ice cream. Heck, he'd even commented on it. She tried to be inconspicuous, and tried to salvage what's left of her lady like manners.
Trevor just chuckled at her attempt. "You don't have to stop on my account." he said after seeing her trying to cover up her mouth full of ice cream. "I think you look adorable when you're eating."
Even with the mouth full of ice cream, Corrie still felt burning hot with the comment, causing a blush to erupt on her cheeks. After she swallowed the big lump of ice cream and getting over the brain freeze that ensue, Corrie wiped the corners of her mouth, trying not to be embarrassed in front of Trevor.
"I'm assuming you guys just got here today?" Trevor continued to ask.
"Yeah."
"How long are you guys staying?"
"A few days. We're taking a little break before we get ready for college."
"That sounds nice."
"What about you? Are you here for vacation as well."
"Kind of yeah. Its my bud's birthday. 21, so we gotta go crazy."
"Of course. But why would a guy like you, who's intention for being in this city was to get wasted, be doing at a toy store?" she questioned. "Should I be worried that you're some kind of molester or something?"
"No." he chuckled. "I was actually on my way to see the guys when I saw you here…and…I don't know." he trailed off, suddenly turning shy, looking down to avoid looking at her.
"Oh." another blush appeared on Corrie's cheek at his revelation. "Well shouldn't you get back to your friends then? Wouldn't they be waiting for you?"
He glanced down at his cell phone to see an envelop flashing on the screen, saying 7 Messages, indicating his friends have been contacting him. "They can manage without me." he shrugged, ignoring their messages, putting it back in his pocket, focusing on the beautiful girl in front of him.
"So how long have you known Maddie?"
"Since freshmen year high school. We recently just became closer friends." she responded. "How do you know Maddie exactly?"
"Well we…" he struggled to find the words. "We…kind of went out."
Corrie raised a brow. "Kind of went out?"
"Originally I was on a date with London…but it ended up being a date with Maddie." he explained carefully. "It's a really long story."
"I don't even know if I want to know." she said. "But if you guys went out, how come Maddie's never mentioned you? London I understand. She kinds of forgets everything else after she see's a new pair of shoes. But Maddie and I tell each other everything."
"Could be cause she hates me."
"Why?"
"We never really agreed on a lot of things. Actually we didn't agree on anything, period. So after that one date, she's got it in her head that I was the root of all evil and that's probably why she doesn't want to remember me."
"Root of all evil?" she asked amused. Then thought back to her conversations with Maddie. "Wait, were you the anti-environmentalist who kept calling her a tree hugger?"
"Oh so she does talk about me."
"Yeah, whenever a guy or anyone else is being mean to her, she'll just remember that they weren't as mean as this anti-environmentalist jerk she went out with once." then added. "And I guess that guy was you."
"Why am I not surprised." he laughed. "This doesn't bother you or anything, does it?"
"Why would it bother me?"
"Cause you're talking to the guy that your friend loathes."
"I think I'll be fine." she giggled.
"And I hope my history with Maddie isn't gonna change anything."
"What's there to change?"
"Nothing yet." he smiled. "But I'm hoping we can solve that."
"What do you mean?"
"Would you like to go out with me? Tomorrow maybe?"
She looked at him trying to comprehend. "Go out? Like a date type thing?"
"Yeah."
"You want to go out with me?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't I?"
"Because I'm…me."
He grinned. "Exactly. You're beautiful and cute, and I feel really comfortable talking to you."
"But you don't even know me."
"Which is why I'd like to take you out, so I can get to know you."
Corrie blinked. Had this gorgeous guy really just asked her out? She contemplated pinching herself to see if she was dreaming, but thinking that she'd look even more foolish in front of him if she did so. But still, it was all too good to be true for someone like him to want to go on a date with a girl like her.
"If you're worried about Maddie, I understand." Trevor said, a bit sad at her silence.
"No!" she immediately said, snapping out of her stance. "I'd…I'd love to go out with you."