"You look tired," Drew said after I yawned.

"Thanks for pointing out the obvious," I told him, laughing.

"How do we want to handle the sleeping situation?" Drew questioned, not looking over at me.

"Doesn't matter to me; it's you room," I replied with a smirk. Might as well let him be forced to handle the awkward sleeping situation, wasn't my problem. I had traveled and lived with boys all my life. Sleeping in the same room as one wasn't a bother to me at all.

"Don't make me decide!" Drew complained. I was going to guess he had never traveled with a girl before, which would make this journey even more entertaining.

"Fine, then get in the bed, shut up and go to sleep," I told him as I jumped onto the bed, lying down on one side. After I pulled a blanket over me and got comfy, I closed my eyes. Drew hadn't even touched the bed yet.

"Fine," Drew replied with a sigh. Slowly, he also got in, pulling a blanket over him and curling up on the opposite side. I rolled my eyes as Drew clapped the lights off. Stupid fancy room.

I fell asleep pretty quickly, because like Drew had pointed out, I was exhausted.

I don't remember the nightmare that caused it, but I awoke in the middle of the night screaming. I jumped up; blinking a couple of times. What had happened? I hadn't had a nightmare this bad for week.

I had also forgotten that Drew was in the same room, and my screaming had woken him up.

"Amber?" he asked, already wide awake by the time I had noticed him and obviously very concerned about me.

"Oh God!" I said, looking over at him. "I'm so sorry; I completely forgot you were here."

"What happened?" Drew asked.

"It was just a nightmare. I get them pretty often." I said.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Drew asked.

"I guess I forgot. It's not something I like to talk about," I admitted.

"Come on Amber, we've been friends for three years. I think we should be able to tell each other anything," Drew sounded different, as if he was hiding something, but I ignored that. He was being nice and that was all I could ask for. Even with all the bickering and rivalry, we were good friends.

"Thanks Drew. I'm sorry I woke you up," I told him as I flopped back down onto the bed.

"Don't worry about it," he replied, smiling as he did the same. He reached over, grabbing my hand in his. "Now let's get some sleep. Our boat lands in a couple of hours." With a little squeeze and another smile, he turned over to face me and closed his eyes, still holding onto my hand. I smiled too, figuring that it was just a friendly gesture to calm me down. I flipped over to face him and closed my eyes, hoping that I wouldn't have another nightmare tonight.

I awoke later that morning, only about twenty minutes before our alarm was to go off. I looked over, seeing Drew was still fast asleep, still holding onto my hand with his. I felt myself blush but quickly pushed that away and carefully detached my hand from his. He didn't seem to notice and kept on snoring.

I hated to admit, but he looked really peaceful when he slept. It was strange to be around him so non-sassy. I think I liked it; it was something I could get used to.

I rolled out of the bed as quietly as I could and decided to change and pack my things. By the time the alarm went off, waking Drew up, I was already dressed and packed, ready to go.

"Good morning!" I called out to him as I poured myself a cup of coffee from the coffee maker that had taken me a good five minutes to figure out how to work.

"Amber?" he asked as he sat up, rubbing his eyes. His eyes grew wide as he looked at me. "Did I oversleep or something?"

"No, I woke up early," I told him, laughing as I searched around for a spoon.

"How early?" he asked as he got out of bed, stretching.

"About twenty minutes," I replied after thinking about it.

"I didn't think a girl could get ready and look so good in twenty minutes. I figured that was impossible," Drew smirked. I wished he was closer so I could smack him. Wait, was that a compliment hidden in an insult?

"Oh be quiet and go get ready before you make us late," I told him as I sat down on the floor, flipping on the TV as I drank my coffee. "Cherry, come on out," I called out. Cherry came out of her ball, also yawning. She walked over to my bag, pulling out the brush I had in there. She made her way over to me, dropping the brush in my hand.

I sat there brushing her for a good twenty minutes while Drew got ready. Once he was and had all his bags packed, which had mysteriously appeared out of nowhere, we gathered our things and walked out to the deck.

"Attention passengers, the boat will be landing in the Fortree Dock in ten minutes. Please gather your things, leave your room and head up to the top deck," the captain announced over the loudspeaker.

"Hurry up!" I called back to Drew as I hurried up to the deck, shuffling past other passengers in the process. I was so excited to be home. I could hardly contain my excitement.

"Calm down Amber!" Drew told me, shaking his head.

I rolled my eyes and started walking faster. Drew was going to have to learn to not tell me to calm down. Once I reached the deck, I pushed my way past everyone to reach the edge, setting my things down beside me as I looked over. I could see the Foretree dock slowly getting closer and closer. It took all my restraint not to start jumping up and down.

"There you are. I thought I had lost you," Drew said a minute later as he set his things down next to mine.

"You're just slow," I replied, laughing. He didn't say anything as he stood beside me, looking out over at the dock we were approaching.

"I've never been to Foretree City," Drew admitted.

"What?" I questioned. "But it's so close to Lilycove."

"My family doesn't like to leave the city," Drew shrugged, and then frowned. "Watch out, creeper coming up behind you."

"Who, Harley?" I asked as I turned around, but was mistaken.

"My lady, we are about to land. Would you care for assistance with your things?" the sailor from yesterday asked. Once again, he reached for my hand, but this time I hid them behind my back before he could. Before I got a chance to reply, Drew stepped out in front of me, wrapping his arm around my waist.

"Don't worry, we've got it covered," he told him, giving the guy a death glare. The sailor looked disappointed, but left without another word. I sighed in relief as soon as he was gone.

"Does that happen often?" Drew asked as he went back over to grab his things. The boat was slowly beginning to dock.

"Not really. I do have some male admires, but they are usually easier to control," I answered with a shrug. "Doesn't matter, we're here now!"

Drew followed me as I grabbed my things and hurried off towards the landing area.