Third chapter. I have writers block still and am forcing the words out in a way I'm not really fond of :L
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I tucked my hands into my back pockets as I walked along the corridor. I didn't know where the bar was but I assumed Rosie did. It had probably been the first thing she found after the mirror in her apartment. Sophie was walking slightly in front and as much as I didn't want them to, my eyes were sliding over the skin exposed at her lower back. Her shorts rose with each step and the new creamy skin was more than alluring. My eyes flickered up when Rosie's voice reached my ears.
"So no boyfriend back home, Sian?" She questioned. "Or have you got a guilt free pass? Or," She thought for a few seconds. "Is it going to be what he doesn't know won't hurt him?" I saw Sophie turn and give her sister a glare.
"I haven't got a boyfriend," I admitted sheepishly.
"Our Sophie doesn't either," Rosie smirked as she gave her sister a glance I couldn't quite decipher. Sophie just huffed and pushed her aviators down over her eyes. I wonder whether she objected to me being here with them, Rosie hadn't really consulted her after all. I looked off across the lobby as we strolled across it, rubbing my shoulder in a way I did when I tended to be nervous. Maybe once I got a few drinks down me I could actually loosen up and I hoped Sophie would be the same. The girl hadn't even spoken to me properly.
I gazed to the side and spotted those still outside, basked in the setting sun. The lobby was set out this like this: an absolutely massive oval with a desk located at one side and the lifts on the other. Let's think of it like points on a compass. At the south point were the doors in; at the North point was the wall made up of doors and windows that led to the pool; on the east side were the lifts and other general rooms. This left the west side on which the desk resided. We made our way toward the north point, stepping out into the warm evening air.
The people still out were older than us, trying to catch the last rays of the day. We wove around the pool side and hung a right and for a moment I wondered if this hotel was something similar to Narnia. However, I soon realised we were headed the right way when a beat flowed through the air.
Rosie's smile double tenfold and she clasped her hands together excitedly. Up until this point I had been staring at things until they fell out of focus but as my vision swept forward my heart skipped a beat. I could see Sophie's bright eyes watching me over her shoulder and for a moment I thought I saw the flicker of a smirk before it disappeared completely and she turned away.
"Jus' try an' act a little older, Soph," Rosie warned as we reached the bar that was now in view. I wasn't really a bar goer but my eighteenth had been pretty damn crazy, well what I could remember of it had been. The music grew louder as we entered and I took a few moments to look around. People were already filling and guiltily my eyes fell on a group of lads in the corner.
Obviously English as one of them was sporting a Manchester United shirt. God my dad would have liked him. I rolled my eyes and looked back toward the other two who were crossing toward an empty booth against the wall. The whole place had a certain feel to it but I was yet to realise what that vibe was. We took a seat and I hesitated slightly as Rosie moved away and let me get in first. Sophie moved in beside me and I offered her my best smile.
I was relieved when she returned the happy gesture. Perhaps the atmosphere wouldn't be so awkward after all. Rosie put her hands down on the table and I looked up inquisitively.
"First round's on me, what'll it be girls? I'm having an absolut sex," Rosie said happily. I spluttered. She wanted a what? When I looked up I could see Sophie smirking at my side.
"It's not as Rosie as it sounds, it's like liquor with sprite an' cranberry," She explained softly before turning to her sister and making a thinking face. "Vodka an' coke," She decided before leaning against the soft leather of the booth. I realised it was my turn to answer and swallowed.
"The same, please," I said quickly. Yes Sian, your mum would be so proud, good use of your manners. I shot a glance at the girl at my side before looking away. Rosie seemed satisfied and left to go order our drinks. Then the silence set in. I could hear Sophie breathing at my side and I realised just how much of a god send Rosie's presence had been.
"Are you an' Rosie here by yourselves?" I asked quietly, plucking the first thing out of my head I could. I turned to watch the brunette to see if she would ignore me or actually answer my question.
"No, we're here with my mum," She said in the similar sort of turn, offering me a small smile. My chest seemed to tighten. What on earth was going on? I couldn't take my eyes off those dazzling blue ones. "You?" She questioned slowly. I wondered if the eye contact was making her uncomfortable. If it did she hadn't showed any signs.
"With my mum too," I said before swallowing. Just then there was the sound of a tray coming down on the table. I looked away from the younger brunette sharply and back to her sister. My eyes then fell on the tray.
"Tequila shots, Rosie?" Sophie questioned as she leant across for one of the coke and vodkas. I was a little taken aback when she set it in front of me then went back for her own. Rosie merely giggled and humoured her sister as she sank into the booth beside me.
"Can't have all this tension all night can we?" She said with an air that made the question seem obvious before she leant over for the shots. She set one in front of each of us then raised her own. "To two weeks in Costa Blanca!" She chorused. I exchanged a glance with Sophie who shrugged. "Of booze, boys and.." She paused, trying to think of another thing beginning with B.
"Beach? Bathing in the sun?" I put in. I heard Sophie laugh at my side. I resisted the urge to shiver.
"Yeah that," Rosie chuckled as she tipped her shot back in one then leant for another. I looked at Sophie who playfully tilted her glass in my direction. I picked up my own and clinked it to hers before tipping it back.
The liquid burnt my throat but it was in the best possible way.
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