I sat and listened to the other songs by The Maine, and songs by Brighten and A Rocket to the Moon. They were all such great bands.

John invited me to come to dinner with them, but I figured I'd better try and get back on my parents good side. I don't need them upset with me more than usual for the rest of the vacation. So I politely declined. John seemed kinda sad that I wasn't going to be joining them for dinner. But that's alright, this was only the first real day of the cruise... there'd be plenty of time for us to hang out more. And trust me, I definitely wanted to hang out as much as possible, and that's why I needed to get back on their good side. We decided we'd all meet up at the club again tonight.

I went to dinner with my parent's and explained everything with John. They still didn't like the idea of me hanging out with a group of four 20 year old guys so much, but they got over it. Well, three 20 year old guys and one 19 year old. Kennedy wouldn't turn 20 until September 13th.

We finished dinner and went to one of the shows they have in the Venetian theater every night. I went to the club at 11, got myself a drink, and sat down in the same chair as the previous night.

"Hello stranger," I hears him whisper in my ear from behind.

It scared the hell out of me. "Hi John!" I said. I waved and smiled at Kennedy, Justin, and Eric.

We didn't stay in the club for very long. They hated that music as much as I did.

We went and played a late night game of mini golf up on the very top deck. John defeated us all. (Now at least I can tell my father than John DOES play golf. Haha.)

The rest of the guys all went back to their rooms, and left me and John alone. They wanted to get an early start tomorrow when we docked in Puerto Rico.

We walked to the front of the boat, trying to find a deck where we were in front of the boat and were able to look at the water rush by us, even though it was dark out, you could still make out the water on the sides of the boat from the lights on the ship and in the rooms with port holes. We were unsuccessful so we just went and sat with our feet in the pool, talking.

I explained how my dad wasn't very supportive of my whole "band management idea"

"He'd rather me just grow up being useless and marry some rich guy that he picks out for me from the country club, and I'm not interested."

My father was a doctor, and was very old fashioned. He thought women should stay home and do the house work and cooking, while the men were the breadwinners. This was not how I intend to live my life.

John thought I was strong for not giving up on my dreams because of what my father said. This is something I admire about him, he always just gets it.

It was now 2:30 am.

"Well, as much as I'd love to stay and chat with you..." I hesitated, "I should really head to bed. I know I'm going to get woken up bright and early to go roam around Puerto Rico with my family, but," I paused, "the good news is, we have cell phone service tomorrow since we're inside US territory!" We were both very happy about this.

He walked me back to my room and I wrote down my cell phone number for him. Hopefully he'd use it.

We walked back over to my door and he hugged me. It was kind of random, but I wasn't complaining. I hugged him back.

"Goodnight Rockie," he said with a grin on his face.

"Goodnight John" I replied smiling.

I shut the door and did my nightly ritual before going to bed. I showered, changed into nice pajamas, and drifted to sleep.