Quinn POV
The Limo was so large, and yet I have never felt more cramped. I was sitting next to Logan. Logan, and yet I can't help but glance at him every two minutes. I don't think anyone has seen me looking at him but, I really wish I would stop.
I looked out the window and couldn't help feeling excited, we were going to one of the most beautiful places, (so I looked it up on the internet sue me). Then I saw something that really made me happy, the cabin was just coming into veiw.
"Master Reese we are coming to the cabin would you like me to get the lugage?" Said the driver sitting in the front.
"Yes please." Logan said in a sorta off hand voice. Because god forbid we carry are own things. When they got inside the cabin I immeaditly took it back, the cabin was huge! There floors, a pair of double stairs that spialed up to six bedrooms. Also there was a giant kichen, 3 living rooms, and 4 bathrooms. Not only that but a beautiful lake was a short walk down a old beaten path.
"Misses is up the left stairs, Misters up the right your lugage will be brought up shortly, please make yourselves comfortable. That won't be a problem
Lola POV
My room was so big I couldn't help but squeal. My bed was so comfortable I could have fallen asleep, I must have because when I opened my eyes Michael was standing over me. God why does he have to be so cute? Lipe's apple kiss scored a six but Michael scored a nine! A NINE! Besides Lipe is such a idiot any way Michael and me might had a chance but noo he is my friend!
"Uh Lola dinner is served you want to come down." His voice was so well you know soothing and it made feel really sleepy. I stood up and pulled back my bangs so I could see better.
"Sure I'm kinda starving." I laughted out, then we walked downstairs to the kichen. A really spicy and sorta weird smell filled up my nose, I looked behind the stove counter to see who was cooking, and of coarse it was a master chef hired by Mr. Reese.
"What's for dinner?" I said plopping down between Zoey and Logan.
"Something from my native country." Said the chef who had a rather weird accent. Then she pick up a dish and put it down on the table, on it was something that made us all lose our appatite. Inside the dish was about 13 red bloody blobs. "Lamb hearts! My favorite!" The women clapped her hands together, and we all scattered covering our mouths.
Okay befor I get grossed out about some one telling me that some country does eat lamb hearts please let me say this I DON'T WANT TO KNOW! Any way I'm greek do you want to know what is appartently good? Fish eyeballs! And Lamb body parts! I'm a veggiehead I don't want any of it!