'I don't want to go.'
'You are literally the weirdest human being I have ever met, your family have paid for you to spend Christmas at some posh hotel and spa, aren't girls supposed to like that stuff? You're literally crazy.'
'Am I really? Like literally?' Beca sniggered on the literally part.
'Literally.'
'You're an idiot, I need to go, I'll text you tomorrow, wish me luck, I'm going to need it a whole week with my dad and the step monster.'
'You get some alone time with Molly at least.' Jesse offered.
'I guess, bye nerd.'
Beca hung up the phone and flung herself backwards onto her bed. This was going to be a long week.
'Beca could you please stop moaning and just get in the car?'
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'Beca if you have nothing positive to say just put your headphones in, this is a long enough drive as it is.'
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'Are you going to keep those headphones on for this entire journey Beca, if this is a taste of how the trip is going to be you had better have a reality check.'
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'Why do you look so glum today Beca?'
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Beca's phone vibrated, thankful for an escape from another one of her dads rants she picked it up, her being stuck in a car with this family for two hours was not a good idea.
To: Beca
From: Molly
Ignore them, we'll arrive soon then we can leave them and their shitty moods in the room and explore the hotel. P.s Your dads ears go purple when he's angry, it's weird.
Beca laughed at her sister from texting her from the seat beside her, it was such a Molly thing to do.
To: Molly
From: Beca
Sounds like a plan.
To: Beca
From: Molly
Plus, I've managed to bring some vodka, so when we're in our own room we can have fun, this would be a long week otherwise.
Beca burst out laughing in the middle of the car journey, gaining some raised eyebrows from her father.
To: Molly
From: Beca
Your mum must hate me for corrupting her little girl.
It was Molly's turn to laugh this time.
'What is going on back there?' Sheila quizzed glaring between the girls.
'Nothing' they both replied in unison before looking out their own windows.
'Did you see the stuck up bitch in the reception area, the look she gave you was hilarious when you asked if her hair was real!'
'Bitch asked if I regretted getting my tattoos.'
'I thought my mum was going to pass out, it was hilarious.'
'I thought your mum was going to pass out, that would have been hilarious!'
'Let's go down to the pool, my mum and your dad said they're going to some adults evening in the town, so we can do what we want tonight.'
'Let's go'.
The girls grabbed their stuff and made their way down the indoor pool, it being December, there was no way they were going to the outdoors one. No one was in the hot tub so they decided to take dibs, their stuff was on the side behind them wrapped in a towel.
The girls were in matching bikinis, both black two pieces.
'I'm surprised you bought a bikini, with your tattoo and all, not scared your mum will see? '
'I bought a swimming costume for if she wants to come to the pool too.'
'Clever thinking, hey, let's snapchat Jesse.'
Beca leant over the edge of the pool and wiped her hands before holding the phone out and snapping a photo of the two girls, she decided it was a pretty nice photo, so she saved it before sending it to Jesse. As she put her phone back onto her towel she felt the water around them disturb slightly , the two girls looked around to see two young boys getting into the tub with them, one looked around 20, the other around 16.
Molly and Beca exchanged awkward glances before the boys introduced themselves.
The younger of the boys spoke first.
'I'm Matt' Looking directly at Molly as he spoke before continuing 'This is my brother Ryan.'
Molly gave a nervous smile whilst Beca just glared at the boys.
'I'm sorry, my brother really wanted to speak to you, so erm he made us come over here, if you want us to leave we cou-' Adam pointed behind him before slowly drifting out of his sentence, he did look genuinely apologetic.
'No, it's erm, fine I guess, you have just as much right to the pool as we do right?' Beca shrugged.
The boys let out a relieved smile as Molly started speaking.
'I'm Molly this is my older sister Beca' Molly pointed to the awkward looking girl as she spoke.
Beca put her headphones on and tipped her head back into the towel on the side whilst the three spoke, she wanted to make it perfectly clear that she wasn't interested in the boy, the few times she looked up Molly and Matt were deep in conversation, this Ryan was constantly staring at Beca. She was bought out of her thoughts by Molly hitting her shoulder.
'Did you hear that?'
'Fuck, ow, what?'
'We're going to the bar tonight.'
'You're only 15, and Matt doesn't look old enough to go anyway.'
'I have fake ID, don't be so naive, and Matt said he has some too.'
'Yeah fine whatever, you're not drinking though I don't want to have to face your mum when you come home drunk.'
'Don't be so uptight Beca, mum won't know anyway.'
'Whatever, I am not holding your hair back if you're sick though.'
2 hours later Beca was stood in some posh hotel bar with her sister and the two guys she had met today, after posing for an incredibly awkward photo which had to be retaken at least 4 times so her sister could deem it facebook worthy, the group were finally able to sit down, Ryan bought the first round of drinks.
Even though Beca always treat Molly like an adult, she couldn't help feeling slightly protective of the younger sibling. Don't get her wrong, Beca knew she was no way innocent, the girl was always with some guy or another around the town or in the house when her parents were away, but Beca knew Molly was a virgin, and the way this Matt creep was acting, and the way Molly was drinking, it looked like that could change tonight.
Beca went over to the bar alone to get a top up, the night was going much slower than planned. After doing a few shots alone at the bar, she went to turn back to the table only to find Ryan gone and Molly and Matt way past decency, Beca was about to go over to collect her far too drunk sister when someone grabbed her arm, causing her to trip in her drunken state.
'I'm sorry, I just didn't want you to ruin their moment' Ryan laughed.
'Molly is 15, she shouldn't be acting like that.' Beca shot back.
'Matt is only 16, leave them too it, don't tell me you were miss innocent at 15.'
'I'm not sharing my personal life with some stranger.'
'Okay, okay, well just stay here and talk to me for a bit, leave the kiddies to make drunken mistakes they can regret in the morning, it builds character.'
'Molly is coming home with me tonight, they can do whatever they find acceptable to do in this bar, but Molly is not spending the night with him.'
'Fine'
'Fine.'
An awkward silence fell between the two before Ryan spoke again.
'You know, you're really pretty.'
'I have a boyfriend.'
'Is he here?'
'If he was here do you think I would be speaking to you right now?'
'That hurt, you know how to kick a guy don't you.'
'Just not in the mood to be chatted up by some strange man.'
Another awkward silence fell between them before Ryan tried to grab Beca's hips and pull her in for a kiss, Beca had an idea that this was coming though so was more than prepared, she pushed the boy back before storming off to the table to collect her sister, dragging her out of the bar into their room, the girl was so drunk she probably hadn't noticed she wasn't kissing Matt anymore.
Beca dragged the giggling girl into the room and tried to get her to change, when Molly would refuse to put any clothes on over her underwear Beca gave up, climbing into her bed the same way, also to lazy to change the girls went to sleep.
The girls woke up to a screaming step mother.
'IS THAT A TATTOO?'
Sheila was stood over Molly's bed where Molly lay only in her underwear, she had obviously kicked her blanket off in her sleep so there was no hiding the insect on her rib.
'THIS ROOM STINKS OF ALCOHOL, MY DAUGHTER HAS A TATTOO, THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU LET MISFITS INTO YOUR HOME, THEY CORRUPT YOUR DAUGHTER.'
Beca sat up on her bed, eyes squinting and head pounding from the noise.
She began to defend herself, but her throat still hurt from the shots yesterday so nothing came out but a groan.
'Mum, it's no big deal' Molly reasoned.
'NO BIG DEAL? MY 15 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER HAS SCARRED HERSELF, OH WHAT WILL PEOPLE THINK, THAT I HAVE A TRAMP FOR A DAUGHTER. THAT'S WHAT THEY WILL THINK.'
Beca dragged herself out of bed, throwing her Jesse hoodie over herself she went to leave the room, only to be stopped by the rage filled mother screaming.
'WAS THIS YOUR IDEA?'
'No'.
'DONT LIE TO ME, YOU HAVE THE SAME TATTOO'
'Molly got it on her own, I had no influence.'
'YOU'RE BOTH VILE, DO NOT LEAVE THIS ROOM FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK, DO YOU HEAR ME?'
Molly nodded in agreement with tears in her eyes, but Beca told the woman where to stick it, before pulling on some jeans grabbing her phone and walking out of the room.
She called Jesse who promised he would drive up that night to 'break the girls from jail, just like link did in hairspray, but the musical not the movie' Beca laughed and went and told Molly the plan, the girls left a note for their parents before meeting Jesse outside the hotel at midnight.
The drive home was the highlight of the vacation, Jesse played hairspray the whole way home in honour of their prison break, once they arrived at Beca's house, they all collapsed on the sofa and slept. Not looking forward to the inevitable phone call the girls would receive the next morning.
Sorry the story is a bit, eh, I had no idea of what I really wanted to write about, but I had a show this weekend so I hadn't updated, hence why hairspray was dominant in this story, I guess I still had the show in my mind.
Anyway, as usual, tell me what you think