Ryan's eyes fluttered open from a peaceful dream state to soft kisses running down his neck and across his chest.
Ryan: Hello.
Marissa raised her head and beamed a smile towards Ryan.
Marissa: Hey.
Marissa slid her body up Ryan's, meeting Ryan's lips with her own in the process. Ryan flipped her over in the bed so he was on top, and their make out session continued.
Marissa: (Between kisses) You have to get up.
Ryan: (Between kisses) I'm awake.
Marissa smiled, placing her hands on Ryan's chest and pushing him up slightly.
Marissa: I meant out of bed.
Ryan: Now why would we want to do that?
Ryan leaned in again, kissing Marissa again.
Marissa: (Between kisses) Beach party…
Ryan let out a groan and collapsed on top of Marissa letting out a sigh.
Marissa: Come on sleepyhead…
Marissa tried to maneuver herself out from under Ryan, but he wasn't letting her go, and she found herself pinned to the bed.
Marissa: Ryan…
Ryan: When did I fall asleep?
Marissa: You passed out as soon as we got back from sailing.
Ryan brought his head up, and propped himself up a little bit looking at Marissa.
Marissa: You were pretty tired.
Ryan: I still think you're the one to blame for that.
Marissa: I can deal with that.
Marissa quickly pushed Ryan back, and hoped off the bed before Ryan could stop her. Marissa made her way towards the bathroom, but stopped in the threshold and turned back to look at Ryan.
Marissa: Seth and Summer will be here in about ten minutes.
Ryan nodded his head slowly moving out of the bed and Marissa turned into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. A couple minutes later, Marissa stepped out of the bathroom, dressed and ready for the evening. She found Ryan standing over the bed, with his bag laid out in front of him. Ryan was rubbing his eyes and a large yawn appeared on his face as he looked down into his suitcase. Marissa approached him and ran a hand around his waist before settling behind him and looking over his shoulder into his bag.
Marissa: That one.
Marissa pointed, and Ryan shrugged grabbing the shirt and slipping it onto his body.
Marissa: Let's go.
Ryan, Marissa, Seth, and Summer were all walking up the boardwalk from their hotel, headed towards the club that supposedly was party central. Although, it was pretty apparent to the four teens that the party had started hours ago; people were everywhere, on the beach, the boardwalk, neighboring streets, there were even people who were out on the water having their own respective parties on their boats. The boardwalk was lined with white lights, which illuminated the night sky. Speakers were set up sporadically along the boardwalk, pumping the music that was playing in the club for all to hear.
Eventually, they pushed their way through the crowd and made their way into the club, which to no surprise was packed with people. The music was loud and lights were going off every which way in the club. The foursome made their way to the end of the bar, which didn't seem to be as crowded. When they got there, Ryan leaned against the bar, and held his hand up for the bartender. After a few minutes the bartender made his way towards Ryan.
Bartender: Hey man…Ryan, right?
Ryan: Yeah, how's it going?
Bartender: Pretty busy…what can I get for you?
Ryan turned and looked back at his friends.
Bartender: A real drink perhaps?
Summer: Oh, I'll have a screwdriver.
Marissa looked at Ryan cautiously, and they both exchanged a glance before Ryan broke it with a smile.
Ryan: I reserve the right to cut you off at any time I see fit.
Marissa smiled and nodded her head.
Marissa: Agreed…make that two screwdrivers.
The bartender nodded his head and looked in Seth's direction.
Seth: Beer will be fine.
Ryan: I'll have a 7&7.
A few minutes later, the bartender returned with their drinks, handing them out to each person.
Ryan: Thanks.
The bartender nodded his head and was then distracted by another group of people approaching the bar. Ryan, Marissa, Seth and Summer made their way into the back of the club, and surprisingly found an empty table which they quickly snagged and sat down.
Summer: Well this is…
Seth: Pretty crazy.
Summer: Are we going to start finishing each other sentences now?