i hate airplanes. there so bumpy and annoying. after gripping caseys hand to death and signing half a stack of papers, casey finally dropped me off at the hotel to check us in. a women was screaming at the man behind the desk,
"I DID MAKE A RESERVATION! IVE BEEN YELLING HERE FOR AN HOUR AND YOU ONLY LOOKED ONCE!" I sure didnt want to stand there for an hour, i sighed, and walked around the counter to the computer,
"name please?"
"carrie speranza. it means hope in italian." i looked it up and handed her the key number 367. as she tugged her suitcase towards the elevator, i looked up 'casey acosta' as casey and his parents walked in and i grabbed the key number 370. casey frowned, and we walked towards the elevator, where casey stuck his foot in and stopped it from closing. we walked in next to carrie, and i felt casey reach protectivly for my hand, he scowled, causing me to smile.
"how come you guys aren't even tired?" anna asked, i laughed,
"new years parties." casey nodded in agreement,
"seriously? every new years, we go to someones party. mostly because of marissa." i laughed and nodded, the elevator dinged as we passed the second level,
carrie smiled at casey, and before he could get to angry, i squeezed his hand. finally, the elevator dinged once more at the 3rd level. we exited the elevator and walked to room number 370, where i unlocked our door. as if on autopilot, anna and warren headed straight towards the right bed. casey wiggled his eyebrows mischeviously at me. i pulled on a pair of short-shorts and a tank-top, and flopped down on the left bed waiting for casey to turn off the light.
he emerged from the bathroom wearing a pair of basketball shorts. he flicked off the light and lie down next to me, then he wrapped his legs around mine, and ran them up and down.
"hey," he whispered,
"hi." i then leaned over and began kissing him.
"hey! were still here." warren called, we pulled away and turned to look at him. casey turned me back around and kissed me again, i giggled quietly as he ran his hands up my legs, and up my tank-top. an hour later, i curled up by his chest and fell asleep.
the next morning, someone jumped on me. i groaned,
"get up sammy!" casey was going to die. i grabbed both his wrists and pinned him down, and smirked at the shocked expresion on his face.
"man shes strong...for a girl at least!" warren exclaimed when he emerged from the bathroom,
"hey..girls can be just as strong or maybe stronger than you boys!" anna pointed at me holding caseys struggling arms. suddenly a bright idea seemed to strike him,
"hey sammyyyyy..." he worked at pulling me down close to him,
"what do you want acosta?" i pulled back, but he pulled me back down, and into a kiss, then suddenly, he flipped me over and pinned me down,
"acosta! let me back up!" i screamed, he smirked and shook his head,
"nope sorry." i screamed again, and tried to kick him, but he locked my legs down. i strained my muscles, and motioned for anna to jump on him.
"CASEY WARREN ACOSTA!" she yelled, he jumped straight off of me he was that scared, giving me the chance to grab a pillow and fling it at him.
"hey! ok so thats how you wanna play huh? well take this!" he threw 2 huge pillows at me, i dodged them both.
"oh both of you! lets go!" for the rest of the week, we sight saw. except on friday, casey and i convinced his parents to let us stay at the hotel because of how exahusted we were. we were told 97 times to keep the PDA minimul, yes in 1 week. we got it the most of friday, before they left, and when they got back, even when they called they told us to keep it minimul. finally, we were back on a plane, and my stomach was twisted again. warren and anna were talking, so after glancing at them, he began to kiss me, when the plane had fully taken off, he asked,
"better?" i nodded and rested my head on his shoulder. when we finally landed back in santa martina, casey drove us back to our apartments. i helped warren with the key, while he handeled anna.
"thanks sammy." he said, as he heaved anna into the apartment.
"no problem," i smiled as casey lead me back to our apartment. we changed into sweats and a shirt, (it may have been hot in egypt, but it was cold in santa martina,) and crashed into bed immeadiatly, as i drifted into a deep sleep, i thought about our trip, and how lucky i was to have casey. great, i thought, tomorrow i have to go back to catching criminals... tomorrow, was going to be a heck of a day.