"And that's why we are here." Jamila finished. She had been rambling about our whole day for 15 minutes.

Uncle Jake turned to me with worry-filled, green eyes and asked,

"Alexx," he gulped,"Who did you see on the plane?"

"I saw," I looked down at my purse that sat in my lap.

I had a huge lump in my throat, for I was about to say the name of the man that I hated with a passion.

"Rick, Rick Newman." I looked up.

Tears were going to spark in the corners of my eyes but I kept praying they wouldn't.

It would make me look too weak.

Uncle didn't say a word. He just sat there and in a blink had his cell phone out and was dialing.

"Charlie," he yelled a little TOO loud.

"Why didn't you tell me RN escaped?" Uncle Jake hissed.

I could tell he was really mad.

We all sat quiet around the booth while he went at it with 'Charlie'.

A few minutes later he clicked his phone shut.

"You all need to stay at the hotel with Brittany. Keep her safe and do not leave the room." Uncle Jake ordered.

"What about food?" Jamila questioned.

"Order some pizza and only you can go get it from the lobby." Uncle Jake insisted.

"Alexx, whatever you do, please do not leave that room. Brittany or you. Understand?" He instructed.

I nodded.

"Good, now we have to leave immediately." Uncle Jake commanded,

We ran out of the restaurant hurriedly.

I jumped into my car and waved Uncle Jake by as he passed me on the highway.

"Scott," I asked.

"Yeah,"

"Where is Brittany now?"

He looked down at his phone.

"She's in your room, in the bathroom." He chuckled.

"Good. Tell me if she moves."

I started speeding through the cars in the right lane and was zigzagging through all the slow minivans.

We arrived in the hotel parking lot and rushed out of the car.

"Alexx, you know you could've gotten caught speeding." Jamila said.

"Whatever, we didn't so just forget about it." I barked.

I turned around.

"Sorry, I just never thought this would happen," I apologized.

"It's okay. I just can't imagine what I would be like if this was happening to me." Jamila patted me on the back.

We walked all the way up to our room and closed to door behind us.

Brittany was reading her book.

"Heyy guys, where've you been?" She didn't look up from her book.

"Just out driving and looking at the town." Jamila said.

"So Alexx," Brittany said putting her book down.

"I saw you were with Scott, what happened?!" She asked eagerly.

Jamila giggled.

I turned red, and Alexx Dominguez does /not/ turn red.

"Nothing much, we're just friends. Nothing more." I tried to act normal.

"Whatever you say," Brittany went back to her book.

"What are you reading?" Jamila plopped onto her double twin bed.

"I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You; it's a book about girls who are spies!" Brittany exclaimed.

Jamila giggled so awkwardly.

"Wouldn't it be cool if we were spies!?" Brittany said putting her book down.

She then started going around the room kicking and started doing all these, not real, martial art moves.

"We would be like undercover and stuff and it would be so much fun!" Brittany spun around and kicked the dresser.

"Oww, Oww." She grabbed her foot and fell back onto her bed.

I laughed.

"So are you two hungry?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"Sure," Jamila answered.

She was on her laptop, probably cracking codes.

"I'm starving!" Brittany said, rubbing her foot.

"I'll order one, Jamila you can go get it." I stated.

"I want to get it though!" Brittany stood up faster than Jamila could hack into the school system, which is like un-normally fast.

"No, Jamila owes me and that's why she needs to go." I shot out of my mouth.

"But my jacket is down there. I left it when Morgan and I went out to shop." She started going for the door.

"I'll get your jacket." Jamila said.

"It's just that I need to talk to you." I said grabbing her hand.

She sat next to me on the beige and white sheets from my bed.

Jamila left the room.

"Yeah," she looked at me.

"Well," I started, thinking of what I would say.

"Scott told me that Bryan, his friend, likes you." I lied.

Brittany's face turned bright red.

She got up and started talking.

"Really!?" She exclaimed then threw herself onto her pillow.

I looked at the back of her shirt and saw a little bug next to the collar of her polo.

Oh my gosh! She's bugged!

"Um, Brittany," I stuttered.

"Yeah?" She said not moving, just lying there.

"You have a spider on your back but don't move!" I rushed out of my mouth and grabbed her collar and ripped the bug off her collar.

"Isn't it gone?!?!" She whined.

"Yeah, I threw it out the window." I laughed.

"Haha, well I hope our pizza is here soon." She cheered up and switched on the TV.

She put on Degrassi, our favorite show.

Someone knocked on our door.

I stood up and looked through the peephole.

It was Jamila, and Scott?

I opened the door and slipped out.

"Hey, I have the pizza. It's hot and burning my hand, let's go in." Jamila started to walk in then I stopped her.

I pulled out the bug from my pocket.

"Is that a micro-snippet 3200 audio bug?" Jamila said fascinated.

"Yes, and it was found on Brittany." I answered.

"Wait, you did disable it right?" Scott scrunched his eyebrows.

"Yeah, but that means someone put this on Brittany." I said with wide eyes.

"Guys, what's taking so long?" Brittany whined loudly.

I could hear her footsteps coming closer to the door.

"We'll be right in." I called.

"Fine," Brittany ended.

I heard the TV turn on.

Jamila let out a breath.

"Do you think its, them?" Jamila asked with emphasis on 'them'.

"Who else could it be?" Scott wondered.

"No one, it's them. That's why we have to be with Brittany at all times." I said, turning the knob on the door.

"Finally, some pizza," I said.

"What was taking so long?" Brittany made her way over to our mahogany table next to the TV.

"We were just checking our order. Last time I ordered they put anchovies everywhere!" I lied.

"Disgusting," Brittany chewed on a huge slice.

She still hadn't noticed Scott was in the room.

Scott coughed.

Brittany almost dropped her slice of pizza.

She grinned, and looked at me.

I rolled my eyes at her thought.

I grabbed Brittany's hand and led her into the bathroom.

She started jumping up and down.

"OMG! How come you won't admit to me that you're dating Scott!!?"

"That's because it's not true!" I practically yelled.

"Stop lying," Brittany stopped jumping and looked at me expecting an answer.

"Fine, don't believe me. Is it so hard for you to accept that we're just friends?" I barged out of the bathroom.

I furiously grabbed my piece of pizza threw it on a paper plate and threw myself down on my bed furiously.

Brittany walked out of the bathroom slowly.

Sorry, Alexx, I believe you." Brittany apologized faintly.

Jamila was explaining to Scott something about maces and medieval times.

I caught Scott's attention and nodded my head to the door.

He looked at me with annoyed eyes and walked out of the room.

"God, I thought he would never leave!" Jamila huffed as she jumped on her bed.

"What was he asking you?" Brittany asked keeping her eyes glued to the TV screen.

"All this stuff about history and math," Jamila whined.

"He /loves/ those two subjects." Jamila said.

"I know, who would've thought he could be such a nerd." I laughed.

I sat up in my bed.

"So tonight," I started.

"Is girl's night," Brittany shouted and started jumping on her bed.

I started jumping on the bed with her and shouted, "Yup! Now let's dance to Lady Gaga and my amazing playlist!"

I jumped down off the bed and skipped over to my Ipod duct that I set up and popped in my purple nano.

Just Dance by Lady Gaga started blasting through the mini speakers and Jamila, Brittany and I were jumping around the room and crumping to the catchy tune.

Soon Sexy Can I by Ray J came on and we just started a little dance off.

"Check this out," I called out and started breaking into pop, lock, and drop it moves.

"Oohhh," Brittany hollered.

I jumped on Brittany and we both fell onto the bed laughing.

We were having so much fun.

Of course though, fun doesn't last.

Someone banged on our door.

"I got it," Jamila yelled, still cracking up.

She stood on her tippy-toes and peeked through the little hole in the door.

She gasped.

She turned her head quickly and shouted, "It's Nawrot, get in bed and start watching the TV. And turn the music down!"

I hopped off the bed and jabbed my finger to the pause button on my nano, then jumped over Brittany's bed and fell onto mine.

Jamila opened the door.

"Hi Ms. Nawrot! How has your day been so far?" Jamila suck up.

She looked exhausted.

"I've spent the whole day chasing after Chris and Bryan; they've been running around the hotel all day and causing disturbances." She panted.

"Ahh, Chris and Bryan can be pains. So what is your reason to coming here?" Jamila asked casually.

"We had a noise complaint sent to us from your neighbors, but it seems that," She peeked into our room.

"That you aren't doing anything of that. Well, have fun and remember that you need to be ready to go by 7:00am sharp." She turned on her red strappy heels and marched on down the hallway.

Jamila slammed the door.

"Well, that kills our fun." Brittany sighed.

"We could just talk though; I mean it better than nothing." Jamila smiled and placed her hands under her chin to hold it up.

"Okay," I agreed.

So from then to about 11:45pm we talked, and talked, and talked.

I glanced at my clock.

"Guys, we really need to get to bed. We have to wake up early tomorrow." I said pulling my covers over my pajama covered body.

"Yeah, tomorrow is a really important day." Jamila stated.

Brittany turned off the lamp beside our beds.

"What do you mean?" Brittany asked while I was drifting off into sleep.

"Just that how we are tomorrow will determine 30% of our six weeks grade." Jamila covered.

"And that you will be kidnapped and we will have to rescue you..." I thought to myself.