"You've been famous for a year," I say as we walk into the room, "You can't just go screaming that's our song in a room full of people. You'll get bombarded for autographs and then you'll be sitting there forever because word will get around and-" Ty cuts me off with a wave of his hand.
I look into the room. Mike and Chris aren't there but there's a note on the table saying they've gone out. "They better be back before we have to leave," Nick mutters, plopping down on the couch and turning the TV on.
I look at Ty who shrugs. I sit down next to Nick and pull my knees up to my chest. Ty sits next to me and puts his arm around my shoulder. I lay my head down on his shoulder.
An hour later I'm lying upside down on the couch with Nick the same way next to me and Ty across our stomachs. "I'm so bored!" I moan. "Can we please go do something? I wouldn't mind if we just walked around the lobby. Something!"
Ty snickers, "What about autographs?"
"I don't even care. I'm starving too. We haven't eaten since like one. It's twelve."
Nick looks at the clock on the table in front of us. "Yeah. I guess we should get food," He sighs. He tries to sit up but then remember Tyson's laying on him so he falls back down.
I reach for the phone on the table and when I can't get it I grab the table and pull it towards me then grab the phone. "Where's the menu for room service?" I ask.
Ty grabs it off the stand behind his head and hands it to me. I dial the number and wait. It rings twice before a guy's voice answers, "Hello?"
"Hi, we'd like to order room service," I say.
"Ok, hold on," He says. I open the menu and decide on spaghetti before handing it to Nick and Ty. They decide on hamburgers.
"Sorry for your wait, now what can I get you?"
"It's alright um can we get one spaghetti and meatballs-"
"Garlic bread?"
"Yes please, and two hamburgers."
"Fries ok?"
I move the speaker away from my mouth, "Do you want fries?"
"I'm in a mashed potato kinda mood," Nick says and Tyson nods in agreement.
I roll my eyes. "Can they get mashed potatoes?" I ask.
"Yeah sure. Is that all?" he replies.
"Yes, thank you."
"Your food will be up in around thirty minutes."
I hang up the phone and put the menu on the table next to it. "Well we have food covered but that's not gonna be any less boring than what we've been doing for the past hour."
Nick sighs. "It's true. But we're in Virginia at twelve o'clock. What is there to do?"
I sigh, "I suppose you're right but-"
"Hey, clubs are open!" Ty cuts me off. Nick and I give him a look. "It was just a suggestion," He mutters defensively.
"We're underage," Nick replies.
"So, Jamey said she wants to party. I say we go."