A few hours passed. While there was still plenty of daylight left, Danny, Sam and Tucker all went back to their hotel. They had been out in the sun and being active all day, and the really made all three of them hungry. (well, Sam got hungry without moving around or being active)
The hotel room that Danny and his friends were staying in was perfect. It had a light green carpet, separate beds for everyone, a TV, and a built in Nintendo 64 system, a bathroom, and the window had a great view of the beach. Danny seriously could not have asked for a better room.
After ordering some room service for lunch, Danny and his friends pulled out the Nintendo 64 system built into the TV and started playing a multiplayer game on it. They thought it was going to be a great day, but then something happened that Danny didn't anticipate that ruined it all: Jazz.
Jazz walked in while they were playing the Nintendo 64. She stood there smiling at them, expecting them to notice her and pay attention to her. When they didn't, she wiped the smile off her face and put her hands on her hips. Danny, Sam and Tucker still ignored her. After a few more seconds, Jazz put an angry expression on her face and crossed her arms. When her younger brother and his friends failed to notice her after that, she yelled "Hey!"
"Hi," Danny said, meaning to wave to her but really just showing her his palm. He didn't even look at her.
Jazz grumbled to herself and then stormed in front of the TV, blocking their view.
Danny started swerving his head from side to side, trying to see past Jazz and at the screen. "Uh, Jazz, could you move? You're kinda in the way."
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Jazz said. She turned the TV off, and the three kids yelled "Hey!" in unison.
"Jazz, what's your problem?" Danny asked.
"Danny, you can't really plan on staying at the beach and playing video games all day, can you?" Jazz asked.
"Actually, I was," Danny smugly said, getting up. "That's what your supposed to do on vacation, isn't it?"
"But why would you just want to do that when you can see all the sights around here?" Jazz said. "Come on, Danny. What say you, me and your friends all go to a museum or something intellectually simulating?"
"Let's not and say we did!" Danny stubbornly replied. "Sorry Jazz. If you want to go to a museum, then fine! But I'm staying here, doing what I want!"
"I wouldn't be so sure about that, Danny," Jazz replied. "If you don't come to the museum and learn something, then I might just have to show Sam and Tucker your third grade Halloween photo."
Danny's eyes widened, then he grit his teeth in frustration. "Anything but that! Fine, you want to go to a museum? Fine! But not for too long, all right?"
Everyone walked down the long hall and into the elevator. The elevator slowly took them to the lobby, and the three walked into the driveway. Jazz got in her parents' car and drove her brother and his friends to the museum.
It was a particularly long ride, especially since Jazz's inept abilities as a driver kept causing her to get lost throughout the trip.
When Jazz finally found the way to the museum, she pulled out her purse as she walked over to the doors. She started digging for money to pay for the tickets, but found she was a few dollars short of a ticket for everyone.
"Danny, do you have five bucks?" Jazz asked.
"Well, yeah," Danny said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a crinkled five-dollar bill.
"Excellent!" Jazz shouted with glee. She snatched the dollar bill out of Danny's hand and walked towards the ticket booth.
"Hey! That five dollars was going towards a souvenir! Or a soda! Or…something!" Danny yelled.
"Come on, Danny. A few hours of touring a museum will be better than any cheap souvenir," Jazz tried to say reasonably as she led Sam and Tucker inside.
"A few hours?" Danny said angrily.
He stormed in after Jazz and his and friends. Jazz seemed to marvel at the white, plain walls and the tan marble tile. She seemed to look at every exhibit with a ton of interest and even wanted to take pictures of some of them Even Sam and Tucker found some stuff interesting.
Danny, on the other hand, thought that this entire thing was a waste of time. Jazz took several stops to look at something, ranging from five seconds to five minutes. It didn't matter whether it was a piece of a pillar from the Roman Empire or dirt dating back to prehistoric times, everything seemed to attract Jazz.
After what seemed like the longest time, the four were finally back at the front door once again.
"Okay, Jazz," Danny started, "we've gone around the entire museum and seen every exhibit and thing on display…twice! Can we please go back to the hotel now?"
Jazz seemed to take offense to this. "Danny!" she yelled. "you don't think all of this was spectacular? Not even the paintings from the Renaissance period?"
"If you mean the paintings of those fat, naked, middle aged women in stupid poses, then no, I didn't think they were spectacular! Now can we please go!"
"Not yet," Jazz said. As she said this, Danny groaned loudly and slammed his hand over his face and slowly dragged it off. "We still need to see one more thing: a presentation by the world renowned scientist, Dr. Skyler."
"If he's so renowned, then how come I've never heard of him?" Danny said.
Jazz ignored this and led Danny and his friends into an auditorium. The auditorium was a large room with literally hundreds of chairs set up and a large stage in the front of the room.
"How long is this show?" Danny asked as they all grabbed their seats.
"Only about twenty minutes," Jazz said pleasantly, not catching onto the fact that Danny really wanted to leave."
The show started a few minutes later, and a man in his early forties walked onto the stage. He was a little tall, had an average build and thin brown hair. He looked like a nice enough guy.
"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen," he said as he walked onto the stage. "I am Dr. Skyler, a graduate of Oxford and Carver and a former professor in human biology at M.I.T."
Danny began zoning out. He could care less what this Skyler guy wanted to say, but Jazz constantly kept snapping him awake to pay attention.
"…in conclusion, people," Skyler said a while later, "I think we can all understand that we humans have barely even begun to tap our inner potential and core. But we are all beginning to understand more ways of enhancing ourselves to make us a more developed race. Thank you, and have a good afternoon!"
The entire audience burst into applause as Dr. Skyler walked off stage. Danny was the first to jump out of his seat and yell "Can we go now!"
"Fine, if you're going to be that fussy," Jazz remarked. She led Danny, Sam and Tucker out of the museum and into her car.
The entire ride back, all Jazz would talk about was the museum and the presentation about enhancing human strength that Dr. Skyler gave. No one really paid attention to it, but just so they thought they were, Danny, Sam and Tucker said "uh-huh" every now and then.
When they finally got back to the hotel, the first thing Danny and his two friends wanted to do was go back to the beach. In no time, they were all back on the beach and ready to relax. Danny was annoyed that the sun was only going to be out a little while longer, mostly because Jazz had just eaten up a huge chunk of the day by making them go to a museum.
Tucker went into the water, but only up to his knees. He couldn't swim that well, and he became even more nervous when he looked at the lifeguard tower. He saw a sign that read NO LIFEGUARD ON DUTY: SWIM AT YOUR OWN RISK.
At first, Tucker was nervous about there not being a lifeguard around, but he suddenly seemed to get interested in something. Slowly, he went over to the lifeguard tower, almost like something caught his eye.
Danny was lying on the sand, but he saw Tucker walking over to the lifeguard tower out of the corner of his eye. He sat up and saw Tucker actually climbing up the tower.
"Tuck! What are you doing?" Danny yelled.
"Danny, that bottle you found in the water earlier today…it's in here!" Tucker said, full of excitement.
"Yeah, so what?" Danny asked, not really seeing the big deal about it.
"Well, why don't we just take it? Maybe we can figure out what that black stuff swirling around inside it was," Tucker replied, reaching the top of the tower. He reached over and pulled the mysterious bottle out.
"Tucker, put that back!" Danny yelled anxiously running over to the base of the tower. "That bottle is bad news! We're better off letting the lifeguards and the police decide what to do with it!"
"Come on, Danny," Tucker said, completely ignoring everything Danny just said. He took the bottle and started climbing down the ladder to the lifeguard tower. "I didn't say I was going to open it, I just want to take a look at it."
Saying this, Tucker jumped the last few steps on the ladder and landed feet-flat on the soft, warm sand. He started walking away and put the bottle in a pocket in shorts.
"Tuccckkkkeeeeerrrrr…" Danny said through gritted teeth.