A/N: I just wanted to say thank you to the few that left reviews on my first chapter and to the few that favorited my story. Seeing your support made me very happy and motivated me to finish this chapter quickly! Hope you enjoy it!


"Baby, you a song, you make me want to roll my windows down and cruise", my mom is singing as we walk through the doors of the ship. "You see what I did there, guys?"

Braison and Noah respond by laughing loudly and my dad gives my mom a bright smile. My mom, Tish, can be quite corny but we love her for it.

Still not completely over what happened less than half an hour ago, I keep quiet and find myself still feeling red in the face from embarrassment. I must say that I got lucky that my family didn't really witness the spectacle, otherwise Noah and Braison would be talking about it the entire trip. And my father would be giving me his famous inquisitive look; the one with the raised eyebrow that seemed like he was trying to look into your thoughts. How embarrassing would that have been?

Once on the cruise ship, the first thing we do is go towards the lunch buffet. Every time we board a cruise ship, we always have the same routine. My mom starts complaining about being hungry and once we all set our eyes on the long buffet tables, we can't help but lunge ourselves towards the delicious food. I know we sound like fat asses but if you've ever been on a cruise ship, you know exactly what I'm talking about.

"Alright kids, have at it but be courteous and remember to only get what you're going to eat", announced my father. And just like that Noah and Braison are racing off to the kid's section of the Garden Cafe. It sounds a bit weird but it's actually ingenious! In a corner of the restaurant, there's a buffet table that is significantly shorter, so that it is a lot easier for kids to serve themselves. It features foods that younger kids enjoy, like hotdogs, burgers, and my personal favorite, Mac and Cheese.

But anyways, after about 20 minutes of piling my plate with food, I finally sit down at the table with the rest of my family. Noah and Braison are of course eating burgers and Mac and Cheese, because they're not very adventurous. My parents, on the other hand, have completely outdone themselves. My dad alone has about three plates of food in front of him! Seems like he should've taken his own advice right? This thought makes me chuckle and my dad shoots me a confused look.

"Miley, what are you laughing about?", he asks inquisitively.

"Nothing, Dad. I just find it funny that you told us all to serve ourselves with moderation but you went absolutely crazy", I say while laughing.

"Well, it started off with moderation but then I saw the fried foods and you know I just couldn't control myself!", exclaimed my dad. Yup, that's my dad and he sure likes his food.

Everyone continues to eat in silence and as I'm eating, I start surveying my surroundings to see if I can catch a glimpse of McHandsome. I looked in all directions of the restaurant but I didn't spot him anywhere. A part of me is relieved and another part is a bit upset. Although I made a complete fool of myself in front of him and he probably thinks I'm socially awkward, I sure would like another gaze into his beautiful eyes... Or another gaze at his beautiful muscles...

"Miley, earth to Miley!"

My eyes shoot up to meet my mother's and she could tell that I was a bit confused.

"Miley, are you ready to go? I've been trying to get your attention for the past 20 seconds or so", my mom explains. "What were you thinking so deeply about?"

I was so lost in my own thoughts about McHandsome (and slightly drooling too), that I didn't even realize my family get up and get ready to leave the restaurant. "Uh nothing mom. Just visualizing how great this vacation is going to be", I said with a smile.

"Alright, dear. Well let's stop visualizing and let's start doing!" Like I said before, my mother is very corny, but she makes me laugh.

Maybe it was because everyone completely pigged out or maybe it was because we had all been up since about 6 AM but the Stewart family was feeling quite groggy after lunch. As a result, we did what we usually do after lunch on the first day and we decided to check out our cabin, settle in and take a little recharging nap before the Bon Voyage party up on the pool deck.

To get to our cabin, we walked across the pool deck to the other side of the ship and I was taking in all of my surroundings. The pool was stunning and there were several hot tubs stationed all around it. There were even a few people in the pool at the far end, which was pretty odd to see at this time of day on the first day aboard. Usually people are either still boarding the ship, eating at the Garden Cafe, or even exploring the ship. As we get closer to the far end of the pool, my eyes lock on to boy I've been thinking about since his hand touched mine earlier in the day. It was none other than McHandsome. And boy was he looking ever so handsome right now.

There he was, playfully wrestling with another boy with similar facial features, that seemed to be about the same age. I couldn't really see his upper body from where I was standing, or his face much for that matter, but I could already tell that if McHandsome looked sexy with clothes on, he'd be gorgeous while half naked.

I silently thanked God for the fact that he had his back towards me and that my family was walking ahead of me, otherwise they would all be able to see the blush all over my face. I decide to pick up the pace a bit, just in case he turns around. I don't want him to see me and force another uncomfortable conversation.

I slyly cut around my parents and was almost into the hallway, in the clear, when I made the mistake of looking back at the pool. And guess what? There he was, staring at me. When my eyes met his, I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body and I swear that my heart stopped in my chest. I was melting like silly putty from the way he looked in that moment, with his hair slicked back and that sexy smile plastered on his face.

What happened next was utterly humiliating, and that's saying a lot considering my epic brain-fart in the area of the English language this morning. I guess I had stopped dead in my tracks and was just staring at him because the next thing I know, he's waving at me and before I can even think about lifting my hand to wave back at him, my dad comes bumping into me and knocking me off balance.

That sounds pretty embarrassing, right? Well it gets worse. As if social awkwardness wasn't enough, I was also blessed with the trait of being a total klutz. Being knocked off balance + Klutz trait = tripping and falling. And that's exactly what happened... Right in front of McHandsome... Falling straight on my butt... As he was expecting a wave back... It's like my body decided, "No Miley, waves are too mainstream. How about we step it up to a trip AND a fall for added dramatic effect!" To say that I wanted to instantly disappear was an understatement. Why it is that I can't function when McHandsome is looking at me, is beyond me but if I didn't blow it the first time, I certainly blew it now.