Okay, this is chapter 2! Enjoy!

Problems, Problems, Problems

"Ladies and gentleman, we will be landing shortly so please, make sure your seat belts are safely fastened and that your trays are in their upright position, thank you."

The sound of the pilot woke me from my slumber.

I made sure my seat belt was fine and that my unused tray was up.

I turned to look out my window and was amazed at what I saw.

Beautiful, bright blue water was sparkling in the late afternoon sunlight, reflecting making it look like the water was glitter.

Once we were safely landed and I grabbed my luggage, I headed over to the service desk to pick up my rental car.

Even away from my truck, I just couldn't give up driving.

"Excuse me. I'm here to pick up my rental car? My name is Isabella Swan," I asked the young woman behind the desk.

She glanced up at me before typing something in the computer.

"Sorry, we don't have a car for you at the moment. Last one was just taken."

I stared at her for a moment before continuing on.

"I organized for one to be ready for me before I left the states. There has to be one for me. Can you check again please?"

She again typed in my name before shaking her head back and forth.

"Sorry."

I let out a sigh of aggravation before saying anything else.

"Well, do you at least have a taxi that could pick me up and take me to my hotel?" Luckily, I hadn't paid for the rental car yet.

"Yes ma'am. I can call for one for you right now," she said before picking up a phone and dialing a number.

She hung up the phone before speaking to me.

"There should be on here for you shortly out front. Sorry for the inconvenience. Have a nice day."

I nodded my thanks before picking up my luggage and walking outside the airport.

The first thing I'm hit with is the heat.

It was sweltering out!

I pulled at my clothes to try and cool myself down, but, the movement of my arms caused me to become even more hot.

A taxi pulled up along the curb in front of me and the driver got out and came around to me, helping me with my luggage.

Once inside the air conditioned car, he asked where I was headed.

"That's a popular hotel miss. Very hard to get rooms there. It's always booked for what seems like months."

We made small talk and, a little while later, we pulled up to the entrance of the hotel I was staying at and the driver, again, helped me with my luggage.

"You have a lovely stay miss," he said before getting back in his car and leaving.

I carried my luggage inside and to the front desk.

Behind the desk sat a girl with curly brown hair and, upon reading her name tag, her name was Jessica.

She appeared to be talking animatedly on the phone. When I walked up to the desk, it took me two three tries to try and get her attention.

"Hello? Excuse me?"

She gave me a glare before hanging up her phone, telling whoever was on the other line that she'd call them back.

"Can I help you," she asked in a sickly sweet voice and a fake smile was plastered on her face.

"Yes, I'd like to pick up my room key? My name is Isabella Swan."

She went through her computer system before finding my name and room and handed me my room key.

"Room 547, fifth floor, to you left from the elevators."

"Thanks."

I took my bags and went to the elevator and headed up to my room.

Once I reached my floor, I walked down the hallway and counted off the rooms until I found mine.

Entering my room, I was faced with and amazing sight.

This was more like a suite than your average hotel room.

Inside there was a living room like space with two couches, a large TV and a coffee table.

There was a large window that looked out towards the setting sun over the water.

I carried my luggage into the enormous bedroom that was off to the left of the room.

A rather large bed was neatly made and a towel, folded into a small bird. was placed on the covers.

Placing my luggage down in the corner of the room, I headed over into the bathroom which, also, was rather large.

A jacuzzi bathtub, large enough to fit four people comfortably was in the corner.

Next to that was a clear glass shower that looked to be able to fit three people.

Heading back into the bedroom, I decided to unpack later and tried to think of something I could do before I thought of turning in for the night since it was getting late out.

Just then, my stomach grumbled in hunger.

"I guess that answers my question."

I took a quick shower and changed my clothes into a knee length, light weight skirt, a blue tank top and a pair of comfortable sandals before heading down to one of the restaurants in the hotel.

The name of the restaurant was The Golden Sun.

Seemed promising.

The dinning was casual, and rather relaxing. It didn't seem too busy.

Once I was seated, a tall lanky waiter came over.

"What can I get you to drink miss," he asked, with a smirk that I think he believed to be flirtatious.

"Um, just a glass of water, thanks."

He nodded before walking away, glancing back every few seconds and giving me a creepy smile.

It was starting to get a little nervous.

Once he had returned with my water he took my order.

"My names Darsen by the way, and if you need anything at all, just ask," he said with his creepy smile before turning away.

Okay, he is really starting to make me feel uneasy now.

I was taking a sip of my water when I was suddenly jarred in my seat.

I turned around and there was Darsen with a cart of food behind my chair.

"Oh, gotcha!"

He walked away laughing.

I sat in my seat frozen, staring after him with large eyes.

What. The. Hell.

I got up and went to the bathroom where I proceeded to try and calm myself down and my freedom from being near him for a while.

I decided to go through options I could use as excuses to escape.

Option one: Just leave and don't look back. I could find someplace else to eat or order room service back at the room.

Option two: Stay in here until my food comes then wolf it down and ask for the check and the proceed to high tail it out of there.

I liked all my options, but, I was leaning towards option two. No sense in being completely rude.

After taking a few calming breaths, I walked back out to my table and was thankful that my food was already there.

I ate as fast as I could without chocking or looking like I was some starved person.

All while I was eating, I kept getting the feeling that I was being watched and I looked around and found Darsen sitting at an empty table in a back corner, staring at me while tapping his fingers on the table and he appeared to be whistling.

When he caught me staring, he smiled and winked.

I forced back a shudder before turning back to my food and finished eating.

No longer after I was finished, he came over and took my plate away.

"Can I get you anything else," he asked leering at me.

"Just the check please."

He nodded and then left to get the check, coming back moments later.

"Are you sure there is nothing else I can get for you." Darsen asked, leaning in a bit too close for comfort.

"Um, yes, I'm sure."

I had my money ready and paid him right there.

"Keep the change," I said as I stood up.

"Thank you, and, come back soon," he said before winking at me.

I attempted to smile, though, it came out a bit forced, and walked away without looking back, even when I felt his eyes on me.

When I left the restaurant, I noticed that it was dark out and I was feeling sleepy.

I headed towards the elevators yawning as I pressed my room floor number.

Once on my floor, I dragged my feet to my room and opened my door, only to release a loud scream.

Heehee, sorry, had to do it. I must say, I do believe my favorite part so far in this story is the waiter scene. That actually happened to my dear friend and co-author xBohemianRaphosdyx. Feel free to message her about it, I wasn't there, so, I was playing off of what she told me. Please review and I might be able to get that next chapter up faster.