Bridget's POV:
Chapter 3: The Suite
We were about three hours into hour trip when I started getting hungry. I glanced quickly at Gracie and Lena and noticed that they were looking at every sign we passed by. I looked back at the road turned the radio down and started talking.
"Hey guys, are you hungry?" I asked them. Gracie was the first to reply.
"Oh My God! Very!" She practically jumped out of her seat when I asked.
"Calm down G! What about you, Lena?"
"Yeah. I could go for something to eat." Lena replied.
"Okay. Well where do you want to stop to eat?" I asked. None of us really cared where we stopped as long as it was in a good town. We finally stopped at Taco Bell. I got three tacos, two hard shell and one soft. Gracie got a nacho salad. And Lena got a taco salad with jalapeños. We paid and left. We have about an hour left of a drive. We decided we were going to stay in the Renaissance Hotel LAX. My grandmother told me that this hotel is where all the stars stay at. What would be really cool is if we met one. That would make my spring break.
"OMG! This hotel is so amazing! It's so huge! It's–"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's pretty sweet. Just stop rambling already, please. And let's go check in." Lena cut Gracie off. I looked at her and smiled really big. She was usually the quiet girl, but Gracie brought out her wild side. So to speak. We gave our bags to the bell hop and went to the desk. I hit the bell.
"Yes? How may I help you three young ladies?" The desk manager asked. He was a young man. Probably around his mid-twenties. Very tan with shaggy brown hair. I thought he was pretty cute and judging by the way Gracie was looking at him, so did she.
"We would like to check in, please." I told him.
"Do you have a reservation?" He asked.
"We sure do. Under the name Kelly." I told him. I watched as he typed my name in the computer to see what room we would be in. He finally found it.
"Ah, yes Miss Kelly. You rented out a suite for two weeks. Have two extra people and have a membership." He stated.
"Yes, that would be me." I told him smiling. Sometimes having parents that travel a lot helps with my trips. They always have rewards somewhere and always rent out one of the best suites in the hotel.
"You will be in the usual suite I presume?"
"If that isn't to much to ask. Yes, please."
"Here are you're key's. Three? One for each of you young ladies?" He asked. Was he flirting with us? Nah, probably just Gracie. She is after all the "hot" one in the group.
"Yes. That would be perfect. Tell your boss that I really appreciate how mice you have been. And I will recommend you for everything. Thank you. Come on girls. I want to introduce you to my second home." I told the manager and then the girls. We walked over to the elevator. The bell hop walked into the elevator with us still pushing our bags on the cart. I pressed the next to last button. When the bell dinged telling us we were there, the doors opened right into our suite. We didn't have to open a door to to get in there. Gracie and Lena were very surprised. I'm guessing that they have never stayed in a suite before. The bell hop pushed our bags in the suite got them off the cart and then came back to me. I tipped him with a five. He seamed very grateful and left.
"So what do you think?" I asked them.
"What do I think? I mean I know your parents traveled a lot but what I didn't know what that you were rich, too!" Gracie ran to me practically yelling.
"I'm not rich. Yes my parents travel a lot but it's for work and they rent out one of the best suites in every hotel they stay at and never give it to someone else. So all we have to do is pay rent and this place is ours." I simply told her.
"If you can afford this place, then you are rich." Lena came from the kitchen to join in. I looked at them and shook my head. I walked over to the bags and grabbed mine then walked to my room. When I got there I started unpacking. There was no need to keep my stuff in a bag for two weeks. When I was done I put on some clean clothes and walked back out into the living room area.
"Hey guys go get changed. I'm going to take you to Third Street Providence to shop and eat dinner. There is a great italian place there. Great food." I told Gracie and Lena. They ran to their bags then to their rooms. About five minutes later Lena came out of her room but Gracie still hasn't.
"What's taking her so long?" I asked Lena.
"I have no clue. Gracie! Come on!" She yelled the last part. Gracie ran out of her room wearing a blue off the shoulder top and some white skinny jeans.
"Chill out it takes time to look this good." She said.
"You do realize I said that we were going to an italian place on Third Street Promenade? Not Rodeo Drive."
"Yeah I know but who knows who we are going to met."
"Okay lets go." I laughed.
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Copyright 1/30/13
Chapter 3!