Three day's later in Elaina's hotel room

I am relaxing. Socialising really takes it out of me. I have been friendly for three days. Usually a nod of recognition or a "Hello," worked in England but oh no, American's are so bloody friendly. Walking through reception at my hotel takes half an hour out of your day, I mean, everyone talks to you. It is plain scary.

During the last three day's I have seen Iggy five times, three times in passing, one time we walked together, but that was with the flock. I wonder if he has twigged where I am from yet. Angel probably has, and probably told them all too. She scares me, with her mind-reading tricks and so on.

A knock came at the door. "Hello?" I can't be bothered to get up. "The door is open."

"Elaina? Is that you?"

At this I get up, slowly, and go to the door. At the door, looking slightly embarrassed is Iggy.

"Yes? Oh hi Iggy! Why are you here?" All fake-bright. Actually I'd wanted to say "Bugger OFF! I'm RESTING" but, because I must not show the anti-social side Elaina, he would hate me and that can't happen. After all, he is my only link with the flock, but I kind of, maybe, just a bit like him. I know, shocking isn't it, Elaina the anti-social actually wants to communicate with someone!

"Well, I w-wondered if you w-would l-like t-to...no forget it, you wouldn't. Forget I ever asked." And with that he turned to leave.

"Wait, Iggy. Would I like to what? You never finished." Inside I started panicking, I like Iggy, I don't want him to walk off! "Please tell me." My voice falters, and I look down, away, anywhere, embarrassed at my sudden outburst, well as sudden as you can get if you are anti-social. He turned back towards me, his eyes soft, with new-found confidence after my way-too-obvious-for-my-liking outburst and say's:

"Elaina, would you like to come to the park?" The park? I felt like screaming, the park? Oh, there's more.

"We could walk and...stuff. Tonight? Like, at seven?" What? Did I want to go? Yes! But, what is 'stuff'? Ah well, I guess I'll find out.

"Ok, do your, erm, friends know?"

"I told them I was going out, that's all."

"See you at seven then."

"Ok, bye." I shut the door as Iggy walked off. Oh, I did like him. What's happening, in the space of three day's I had gone from a hard-core-anti-social to a soft-and-willing-romantic. Help me God.