Everyone woke up excited the next morning for Disneyland. Cole met us at the hotel, and I was even too excited to go make out with him, something that he was sorely disappointed about. I planned to show him a nice little spot I had found with Steven the year before. During breakfast, Vicky suddenly got up on her table. "Attention everybody!" she yelled. "Howie (everyone stopped eating to give a mass eye roll) and I have decided that before we let you go free for the day, the entire band will go on the Haunted Mansion."
"Why?" said Theresa blankly.
"Because Howie and I need a place to make out – er, I mean because I said so."
Everyone looked slightly grossed out at this news, but they all shrugged. They had all planned to go on it sometime during the day, so why not first?
"And we have an added bonus!" Vicky continued. "All the cars will have one boy and one girl in them."
I quickly snuck a glance at Cole, who was sneaking a glance at me.
"Oh, two other things. One, only band members can go on the ride. Two, you don't get to pick who you're with. I do."
She watched the faces of band members all across the room fall. "See you at the park!" She walked out of the room.
Everyone was silent on the bus ride to Disneyland, dreading the Haunted Mansion. Pierre tried to bribe Vicky to get him with Nicole, but to no avail. Vicky simply told him that now there was no way he would be with her. Luke then attempted to use reverse psychology on Vicky, telling her to put him with anyone but Marcia. Unfortunately for him, she quickly agreed, stating that she wouldn't be that mean. Luke slumped in his seat, dejected. Marcia patted his back comfortingly. "Well, it was a good idea."
I felt like crying. At least all of them had a chance of being with their one true love. I didn't, because Cole wasn't in band. He seemed to know what I was thinking. "Don't worry, Sandy, it'll be okay." I looked at him.
"Really?"
"Really."