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He quickly woke up and looked around.
It wasn't much, just a bunch of palm trees. When we got off the plane, and grabbed our bags, I was dying for a coffee.
"Jesse." I said.
He quickly turned to me, with his bag from the baggage claim in his hands.
"Um… I was kinda craving a coffee."
He immediately threw his suitcase at Jake, who fell down, and ran off to go get a coffee for me.
"Dude" Brad said. "If you told that guy that you wanted a ruby in India, he'd jump on a plane and get it for you."
"Yeah" I said. "He's one great boyfriend." Then my mom came up to me.
"Hey, where's Jesse?" She asked.
"Oh." I said. "He went to go and get a coffee." I said, grinning
About 5 minutes later, he came running back to me, with my favorite, a grande caramel macchiato.
"Okay, we're ready to go!" I said, grabbing Jesse.
We boarded the Disney's Magical Express bus and went to the Polynesian Resort. We checked in, and our room was very nice.
My Mom and my Step Dad got a room to themselves, Brad, Jake, and David got a room for themselves, and Jesse and I got a room to ourselves.
Brad had convinced mom that Jesse and I had to be separated, because we may be 'naughty' as he put it, and so my mom made sure that we had two beds in our room.
Like we were going to use the other bed.
We didn't even bother going to the park that night since it was about 10 when we got in, and we were all pretty tired.
I crawled into bed, and laid my head on Jesse's chest.
"Goodnight." I said.
"Goodnight, Querida." Jesse said, and we fell asleep.
"WAKE UP!" Brad screamed in my ear.
I screamed due to the shock, and Jesse shot awake.
"What is it, Querida?" he asked, and he turned to Brad who was in shock,
"Did he just c-call you Q-Q-Querida?" he asked.
"Yes, Brad, He did." I said, knowing that he knew what it meant.
"Oh my Gawd." He said, and he ran out of the room.
"What was THAT all about?" Jesse asked me. I smiled at him.
"Nothing." I said, and we got dressed.
We went to Magic Kingdom that day, Just Brad, Jake, David, Jesse and Me, due to the fact that my Mom and Step Dad were gone to some stupid cooking class where you learn to make the food that the chefs make at Disney World or something like that.
We went on Splash, Thunder, and Space Mountain, Along with The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh, Which Jake was dying to go on, and Brad called him a freakin' idiot. But he didn't say freakin' if you know what I mean.
We also went on Pirates of the Caribbean, and I got to see Jack Sparrow, who I totally adore, not that Jesse knew I totally adored him…. But he was still cute!
We were walking down past the Country Bear Jamboree when Brad said,
"Let's go on The Haunted Mansion!"
Jesse and I looked at each other.
That name didn't sound good… that name meant ghosts.
Everyone agreed, except for Jesse and Me.
"Aw, come on!" Brad said. "You SCARED!"
Well, we finally admitted that we would get onto the rice.
Brad and David sat together, Jesse and I sat together, and Jake sat by himself.
Everything was fine, until we got to the part where the ghosts were dancing.
One materialized in front of us, with a very mad expression.
"Um, Jesse?" I said. "I don't think that this is part of the ride." I stuttered, trying to hide the fact that I was really scared, dead scared, but Jesse seemed calm.
"What is your name?" Jesse asked, trying to keep his cool.
She just shot him a dirty look.
The next thing I knew, she turned around and I couldn't breath.
She was choking me, and I passed out.
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