We left the room 30 minutes later. A little flushed, but not from what you think. It was from tickling,nothing more. My sides hurt from laughing,as well as my throat. We were both smiling when we entered the room that Jet Star and Grace shared. It seemed that he was like the father figure for her. They looked like they could have been family. They both had crazy fros. Grace was still sleeping, looking peaceful in her huge bed. I smiled and walked over to her,brushing a few dark curls from her face. I had always wanted kids,but you know, I was too young and all that. Well, I was only 26. But that didn't mean I was going to have any. Who would want to be born into this?
Grace stirred in her sleep and rolled over,mumbling something. I drew my hand back quickly,not wanting to disturb any further, and walk back over to Party Posion. Jet Star was smiling like he thought he knew something. "What?" , we both asked. "Nothing. I just think there's something going on here. And I WILL find out what it is." he said, smiling at us. I blushed and walked outside into the sunlight and heat. "Hey." I jumped and turned around quickly to see Fun Ghoul standing behind me. "Hey, you scared me." I said, trying to catch my breath. He chuckled. "Sorry." He was kinda cute, I thought to myself. In a strange, short childlike way. "So what's your story?" I asked. It sounded a little more demanding than I wanted it to. His eyebrows rose. "Why should I tell you my story,when you tell us yours?" he asked. He had me there. "Fine. But when I tell you mine,later on, you better tell me yours." I said,jabbing a finger into his chest. We looked at each other seriously for a few seconds before we both burst out laughing.
Party Poison came out of Jet Star's room and smiled,seeing us laughing. "What's so funny?" he asked,coming up beside me. "Your girlfriend here is trying to scare me." Fun Ghoul said. I went quiet and Party blushed. "Im not his girlfriend." I said, before walking away. I walked through the small parking lot, the occasional wind blowing my hair back,thinking about what just happened. I could never be anyone's girlfriend. I just couldn't risk it. What if he got killed? I couldn't bear living after that. And I had to live. For Nevaeh.
A couple of hours later, I sat on my bed in the hotel room. I was digging through my bag of stuff, pulling out the occasional picture of my sister. I eventually became bored of this,sat my bag on the floor, and laid back on the bed. I sighed. "What?" I jumped. I had forgot that Party had been sitting on the other bed the whole time. Apparently we were sharing a room. I wonder whose idea that was? As if I didn't know. "Nothing." I said, looking away from him. "Look, Heaven, we need to talk about what happened earlier-" "No, I really don't think we need to." I said,cutting him off. He looked hurt for a second then it passed. "Well, fine, if that's the way your gonna be." He crossed his arms and looked at the ceiling. I almost laughed at how childlike he was being.
Just then, two people burst through the door and slammed it behind them. "What the hell?" Party screamed. The girl of the two raised her gun and pointed it at Party while the boy raised his gun at me. "Don't move." she said. At that moment, I wouldn't dream of it.