Sorry this chapter's so short. trying to save the next chapter for all the goodness. ;D


Welcome to the hotel, motel

After we all finished cheering our success, we went back to the parking lot and piled into my car. We drove around the town for a little while, scouring out the cheapest-looking hotel to stay in for the night. We ended up deciding on a small, run-down motel about fifteen minutes away from Disney. It was only for one night, no need to be fancy.

We pulled into the parking lot, gathered our bags, and went inside to book a room for the night. The receptionist handed us our room key and we headed up the stairs (there was no elevator). Room 23 was at the end of the somewhat dark hallway. It was rather eerie, sort of like a crazed ax murderer was lurking somewhere in the shadows. I shivered at the thought as we reached the door.

I slid the key through the door lock and we all went inside. It was a basic room with two beds and an old beat up couch. It had a mini-fridge and an old antennae TV sitting on top of it. It would work for one night. Once we settled in, I called my mom like I promised and then we all claimed our beds. Miranda and I would share, as long as we got the bed by the window. We didn't want to be the first to die if someone busted in the door. Brittany, in turn, got the other bed all to herself.

We flipped on the TV - I was surprised it had a remote - and tried to find a channel other than weather or news. We settled on some local channel that had random soap operas on it. It was better than nothing, but I had a feeling none of us were paying any attention to it anyway. We were all quiet, lying in our beds, gazing into the space between us and the TV, dreaming. Dreaming about what had happened tonight, and what was going to happen tomorrow. Planning out our futures with our new men, even though it probably wasn't like that, and before we knew it, we had all drifted off to sleep.