Random new story that popped into my head. :D Hope you like it.
M shall obviously be in later chapters.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything except my idea.
Costa Blance, Spain. 13:10pm.
I glanced over at my mum as she began to wave frantically. God, how embarrassing. My mum had dragged us off on holiday again but I wasn't too upset because we were actually somewhere nice. Well nice was an understatement. Mum had taken us to Costa Blanca and booked an all inclusive holiday in a place called Benidorm.
Yes, it sounded like the programme and no, I didn't know whether it had any relation to the place. I had been forced to sit by all the bags as my mum went inside to check the Ocas Hotel had our rooms ready. Mum had just gone through a rough break up and she'd wanted nothing more than to get away on holiday.
She also said that it would be nice to go somewhere with me as her daughter and have a late celebration for my eighteenth birthday. Well late by eight months but hey, not my fault I was a winter baby. From what I could guess in the two weeks we were going to have here she would be going out every night and hanging off any limbs she could.
However, as much as I disliked the idea, she was my mum and I wanted to sympathise with her break up with dad. I couldn't sympathise with him however, he, he was an ass. "Sian," My mum said loudly despite the fact she was only about a meter away. She had already dressed for the hot weather in her billowy skirt and sleeveless shirt where as I had dressed for the plane journey, still in my superdry sweatpants and polo.
It wasn't my usual type of clothing choice but it had been comfy and it had been an overnight flight. "Apparently we're really close to the beach and shopping centre!" Mum said happily. Shopping, of course that would be something she asked about. I gave her my best smile and made toward our pile of bags. Like many people who go on holiday I'd probably overpacked and if that was so then my mum had triple, triple packed stuff she didn't need. I'd even seen her slip in some sexy underwear...not that I hadn't but that wasn't the point.
I gave my mum a 'help me' glance but she seemed to have gone off into her own little world full of shirtless, sexy tan men and trying on that new size of clothes she had managed to get into. We'd both gone to this gym before this holiday, a little too excessively as we both tried to get into shape. Not that either of us had been out of shape prior to our exercise.
Soon enough mum had come back to reality and helped to lug our bag insides, though her groans and huffs were a little irritating. If she didn't want to carry something so heavy than she should never have packed so much. It didn't really help that our room was on the seventh floor of the multi floor apartment building.
I'd not been on an all inclusive holiday before but from what I'd heard they were for the very tourist tourist. Now I was a tourist of course, I loved the sun and sunbathing, getting a tan and all that lark but all inclusive was for those who needed the cheaper holiday and were a tad too lazy and wanted everything done for them.
Now, I didn't think I was that person particularly as I was independant but I wasn't so bad that I'd want to hike up into the mountains or the forest all by my lonesome. Besides, there was sun here and I was going to get my tan on. My mum said she'd let me drink so all in all, this might square up to be a good holiday if I was honest.
As I pressed the button on the lift I stepped back, waiting for it to arrive. When it did me and mum walked in and pressed the button to our floor. From what I had seen so far the hotel was far was cheap and shabby but I hadn't seen the most important place we'd be staying: our room.
I did soon enough and I have to admit I was pleasantly surprised. It was large and spacious with a little kitchen complete with sink and oven. The living room wasn't exactly much and only possesed the tiniest tv and a two man sofa. There was a large french window leading onto the balcony overlooking the rest of the holiday resort. I knew there was a pool but as I gazed out through the glass I hadn't imagined that it would be as big as half the pacific ocean. People were already sunning themselves. There was barely a single recliner that was free of a towel.
"Goin' ta check out the bedrooms then, Sian, want the left or right one?" My mum's voice drifted across the room toward me and I turned to see her indicating the two doors on the wall. Two bedrooms. Mum had obviously been planning to do something. I frowned and glanced at them both, deciding.
"Left," I said finally. It was the closest to the door, meaning if I was way too tired there wouldn't be those pesky extra steps. I smirked; and here I was saying I wasn't lazy. Mum nodded and grabbed her bags, yanking them toward the right door. She made an appreciative noise as she entered and I felt a little happier.
I followed in her wake and pulled my bags toward my room on the left. I was equally as happy as I opened the door. There was a double bed and a window looking over the pool. Ooh, now I could watch people by the pool. I giggled and dumped my bags down on my bed. There was a weak looking closet in the corner and I decided I'd sort my clothes out after I changed out of the ones I had on.
Quickly unzipping the bag I pulled out a pair of flowery shorts and a baggy sleeveless shirt and tugged them on after removing the stifling plane clothes. Just as I'd finished, there was a knock at my door and moments later my mum sidled in, pushing a pair of sunglasses her nose. "Sian, hon, could you go to reception and get a leaflet on the locals clubs, please," She grinned.
As she left I rolled my eyes and pushed my hands into my back pockets, stepping out through my open door. My mum was probably already selecting outfits to wear out. Should it bother me that I knew she was basically on this holiday to pull? I froze. She'd have to bring them back here. I felt my face crumple. Just don't think about it Sian, I told myself as I made toward the door.
I opted to go down the stairs this time rather than the lift and after a good five minutes descending them I reached the rather large lobby. It was clean and sunny with massive windows looking out onto the pool. I took in a deep breath. I was about to walk toward the desk to ask for leaflet when raised voices made me look to the side.
"Oh come off it, Rosie," A voice said and I my eyes fell on the speaker. The girl was about my age, dressed in a blue summer dress and sporting shaded aviators. Long brown hair was tied back into a messy bun and strands were falling down her neck and over her shoulders.
"Losen up, Soph, you're on holiday!" The older looking brunette beside her replied in a sing song voice. Though I couldn't see the other girl's eyes, who I assumed was her sister, I guessed she had rolled them. I shook my head and began to walk again. As I queued at the desk the two brunettes took a place beside me, continuing to bicker softly about how Sophie should just enjoy the holiday. I assumed Sophie was the one in the dress.
Just then I felt a hand on my arm and span around to see the older brunette observing me. I was about to ask if I could help her when she spoke, in a rather exasperated voice. "You look about my sister's age," She huffed, crossing her arms. I waited for her to go on, bit of an awkward statement to leave hanging there. "There's like stuff to do an' all that isn't there?" She questioned. I paused.
"I've only just arrived," I admitted sheepishly, glancing at her sister briefly. The older girl groaned and pushed some hair off her face.
"Well I'm sure you can just get that body of yours out by the pool and pull some lads," Rosie said to her sister with a smug smile. "If there's any left after I've had them,"
"Shut up, Rosie!" Sophie squeaked, slapping her sister across the arm. I didn't know whether I was still wanted here to talk to. Assuming I wasn't I turned around and saw the woman at the desk was free. I stepped forward and asked whether she had a list of recommended places to go at night. I smiled as the woman handed me a rather thick leaflet. As I turned to leave I saw the older brunette smile at me.
"See you later, yeah?" She asked. I was a little taken back. It obviously showed on my face as she huffed. "I mean like, everyone else here is proper old with kids,"
"Mum would kill ya if she heard you calling thirty an' up old," Sophie whispered, shooting her sister a sour look. Then she looked at me before leaning up and removing her sunglasses. I blinked. The sun caught her eyes perfectly, making them shine. They were the most gorgeous shade of blue I'd ever seen.
"Oh shut up, Sophie," Rosie grunted before turning to me again. "See ya later-" She paused, realising she didn't know my name.
"Sian," I said quickly. I awkwardly went to hold out my hand then pretended to study my leaflet.
"I'm Rosie and this little boring cow is Sophie," I nodded as she spoke then stepped away. "See you at the bar, yeah? Under twenty fives night, there'll be some hot tail," Rosie added, clasping her hands together. I saw Sophie roll those magnificent eyes before sliding her sunglasses back on.
"I might," I replied slowly, not wanting to agree completely.
"What room are you we'll swing by and walk with you," Rosie suggested happily. Sophie glanced up at her.
"We?" She snapped. God, I didn't think I was that bad.
"It's fine," I assured her. Rosie shook her head.
"Sian babe, we need to get something to pass these two weeks when we're not making boys drool by the pool," As Rosie spoke my eyes dropped to Sophie's exposed shoulders then lower to the top of her dress. Realising what I was doing I snapped my gaze away. What the heck was I looking at? And more importantly why!
"Guess ya could then," I said with a grin, suddenly feeling a little more confident. Maybe I was trying to overcome my perving episode. "Room 121," I told her before smiling shyly. Rosie nodded. I gave them a fleeting glance before strolling toward the lift.
Had that really just happened? I took a shaky breath. The only people that spoke to me usually were old people who had lost their direction and even they avoided me sometimes. Somehow I just got myself plans. I grinned and bit down on my lip. Maybe this wouldn't only be a good holiday for my mum.
I have no idea why or what I'm writing :L Just sort of going along as I write. Nothing planned.
Review with what you think and whether I should continue or just stop :L
