We Find the Hotel of…Rodeway?
Logan:
Now, charging a monster that I haven't even heard of before was a bit crazy. After being called an idiot and Christina gaining up on me on the train, I thought, well maybe I could prove them wrong. When we charged the dracanae, I was scared to death.
"Logan, I have a different job for you," Christina said as she dodged one of the dracaenae's swords.
"An important job." She paused for a second and when the first dracaenae swung her sword, Christina got inside her swipe and stabbed her in the chest. The dracaenae wailed in pain and turned into sand that blew away.
"I need you to get all the passengers off the bus just incase something happens to this bus," she continued, deflecting the second dracanae sword.
"Why do I get the stupid job?" I complained to her.
"Just do it Logan! If this bus blows up and we somehow miraculously survive, the explosion would kill the other passengers!"
"Oh right." Putting my sword down on a seat four rows from the battle, I retreated back and started telling the passengers we were in danger. They began trying to pry open the bus doors. The driver was in shock, but I shook him out of it and he opened the doors. All the passengers came rushing off the bus and I realized that some of them had their luggage and some didn't. I looked back at Christina, Liam and Lillian and saw that the other passengers luggage was near the front, behind my sister. I rushed towards the back of the bus and began grabbing peoples luggage. Once I had everyone else's luggage, I headed back towards the front and chucked them out of the busses doors. I chucked the little girls bag out and she tried to catch it as if she were catching a huge ball, but instead it smacked her in the face and she laughed.
Odd, I thought.
Then, I heard a screech and when I looked back, the third dracaenae had been killed. But there was still two left. One had managed to get behind Christina and Lillian. I was about to warn them to turn around, but they had it under control. Christina shouted something to Lillian in Ancient Greek and Lillian stopped battling and grabbed our packs. She looked at me and I understood. She threw the packs and I caught them just as Christina killed the fourth dracaenae. I was about to turn around and set our packs outside when the fifth dracaenae got tired of fighting Christina and turned on me. It lunged and terror seized my body. I thought, I'm going to die. Then I did something I hadn't planned to do. My mind took over my body and went autopilot. I sidestepped and chucked our packs out the door hastily and grabbed my sword. I advanced leisurely and the dracanae hissed with excitement.
"What are you doing Logan!" screamed Lillian. "It's going to kill you!" Lillian raised her sword and was about to attack, but Christina held out her arm, stopping Lillian. It was a clear sign. She was going to let me take on the dracaenae. Then, it lunged again, swinging her sword. I deflected and she hissed, swiping at my head. I ducked just in time as her sword whisteled overhead. The dracaenae feinted a head swipe and I fell for it. I ducked and befor I knew it, she struck me hard and I went flying back.
"Man I hate it when that happens," I growled. I was so mad that I had fell for a trick like that, that I got up and with effort, and stabbed forward at the dracaenae. It hit her chest and she wailed, bursting into flames. When the flames had sputtered out, I dropped my sword and but my hands on my knees, breathing hard.
"Whoa. I didn't know that when you get hit hard and land on your back, it can make you tired," I gasped.
"Uh, no Logan. Your tired because you were scared and you had been getting people off the bus, getting bags, hauling them to door before you chucked them out of the bus to the passengers. Then you automatically jumped into battle," explained Christina.
"Well, I can't believe I fell for that trick that the dracaenae played on me," I answered, retrieving my sword and standing up.
"Logan, don't be too hard on yourself. You only trained for five days. Besides, knowing if your opponent is going to fake you out takes years of practice," Liam answered.
"Come on. Let's get going. We're going to have to travel on foot now," Christina said.
"Why do we need to travel on foot? I mean, here's a bus that's undamaged and yet, you're saying we have to walk?" I asked, looking at her like she was crazy.
"Because if we stay on the same bus, monsters will attack. It's like sending up a flare. We just killed some monsters because the monsters knew there were demigods on this bus. Even worse, there was more than one. There was five," she growled.
"Well excuse me. I didn't know," I said angrily. We got off the bus and got our bags. Christina flipped her sword and instead of turning it into the trident clip and her shield was back on her wrist. She was making sure that she had everything.
"The mortals are going berserk," I said to her.
"Yeah, I noticed." She looked up and saw the two kids running around and waving their hands in the air screaming, "Monsters! Monsters! There are monsters and terrorists! There were swords and shields and bags flying! Also there was…," they stopped running around and paused. They said with a questioning tone, "Sand?" Then they kept running around screaming the same thing over and over again until I had memorized it. Finally after about three minutes of saying it, they ran straight into one another. I looked at Christina. She had an eyebrow raised and she said, "Not very bright are they?" She zipped up her backpack and she peered down the road. I looked and saw in a distance that there were red and blue lights flashing and a siren going.
"Cops," we said in unison. "And maybe an ambulance," Christina added.
"Well we can't just stand here. What about the other people? You think the cops are gonna believe them?" I questioned.
"I know that we can't just stand around. Just hold on a second. I'll deal with the other people," she glanced at the lights, "and the police."
"How?" I asked. "There is no way that you can do that. As awesome as you are with all your fighting, dealing with the cops in a conversation is impossible. What are you going to do? Magically pull out coffee and doughnuts, and give it to them so they can get hyped up on it so much, that they believe you?"
She looked at me and said sarcastically, "Yeah. I'm going to give them lots of caffeine and sugar so that they can be all hyper and stupid. That's an interesting hypothesis." Then her face turned all serious. "Really Logan? You are such an idiot." She looked away from me and about a minute later, the cops had arrived. They got out of the car and saw that the other people were going berserk. When one cop saw that us three kids were the only who weren't, he walked up to us and said, "What is going on?"
"I don't know," I said.
"Mmmm."
"Ask the passengers," Christina piped in.
"See what they say. They are completely going out of their minds," added Lillian.
The cop walked back to his fellow friends who were talking with some of the passengers. The cops exchanged a few words and then they all walked to us.
"Great," I murmured to my sister and Lillian. "We're so going to get arrested."
"The other cops have just informed me that they say some of the passengers are talking about weapons, shields and…monsters?" Before we could reply, the old grandma came up and said in a raspy voice, "Those three kids came down from the second floor of the bus and they had weapons. The killed four monsters, and tossed our luggage out of the bus." She pointed at me and continued. "He told us to get off the bus because we were in danger. Then he got on and killed a monster." She pointed at Christina and Lillian. "They had shields and huge daggers. They turned the monsters to sand." The woman turned back on me and added to the cops, "And he chucked a bag at the girl and it hit her in the face. The girl laughed." The old grandma nodded at the cops and walked away. The cops turned on us.
"So. You killed some monsters. I'm afraid that the old ladies mind is mixed up. There is no such thing as monsters."
"You'd be surprised," I murmured so quietly that they didn't hear the comment.
"By all means, you were carrying weapons and you killed some passengers. Under all circumstances, you must be arrested." That's when Christina stepped forward and did something so weird, I thought I was hallucinating. She snapped her fingers and the sound was sharp, loud and clear and it rippled from her fingers, stirring some leaves on the ground.
"Oh but officers, there was a small fire that happened in the back and we smelled the smoke upstairs. So we came down, found sand and dumped on the fire to stop it. There was no weapons involved and we are not under arrest," Christina said. The cops looked a little dazed and they nodded.
"Of course there was no weapons. Why would we arrest you? How silly of us. You guys were just trying to put out a fire. We should be going now," they said. Then they got back in their car and sped away. The other passengers looked dazed too. Their eyes looked a little dreamy and a minute later, it passed.
"What are we doing outside of the bus?" one questioned.
"Yes. Shouldn't we be traveling?" another said. All heads nodded and they filed back on. The engine started and with a jolt, the bus began to leave. As it drove down the road, I looked at Christina in surprised.
"You snap your fingers and they listen?" I questioned.
"Logan, when I snapped my fingers, the Mist covered up the incident," she said.
"Oh the thing that hides the mythological world from the mortal world? We see monsters but they see something else and it can fool demigods also and very few mortals can see through it?" I questioned.
She nodded and started walking.
After 45 minutes of walking along a road silently and figuring that if we followed it, the road would end up at a city considering the bus had passed several, we stopped by a small forest. We went into the forest just a little so that we could still see the road. I sat down and sighed with exhaustion. My feet were hurting and so was my back. Leaning up against a tree, I watched Lillian pull out a Greek mythology book and start reading. Liam climbed up into a tree to keep watch but I think he fell asleep or was thinking about him dying. Meanwhile, Christina had pulled out a pen, piece of paper and a book to write on and was tapping her pen against her paper. The look on her face obviously showed that she was thinking.
"What are you trying to think about?" I asked out of curiosity. She didn't answer me. All she did was look at me, and then go back to Thinking Land. After a few minutes of sitting down I asked Lillian what she was reading. However, she was so intent on reading, she didn't answer either, probably lost in Ancient Greek Book Land, or Brainiac Land.
Finally I couldn't stand the thought of being ignored. So I got up told Christina and Lillian I'd be back (of course they didn't say anything and probably didn't register my words too) and wandered off into the small forest. As I walked I had an inner conversation with myself (yes I know that's kind of weird and everything, but hey, when you just finished fighting a monster and are being ignored by two girls who are in Thinking and Brainiac Land, then you would be doing the same thing). I thought to myself (a negative thing unfortunately), Well I guess we're lost in some random state, and don't even know how we're going to get west now. Why'd did I even sign up for this quest. This quest is worthless, suicidal, idiotic, and Christina and Lillian are no help. And speaking of Christina…
"Shut up,"I said to myself. "Stop thinking negative. Oh you're going to do is scare yourself and make a total fool of yourself."
But what if Christina gets us all killed," thought the negative side of me. If you're dead, the camp won't know, only the gods. Think about your mom. If you were to die, what would your mom do? What would she say? That's when the positive side of me kicked in.
Mr. Negative, scolded the positive side. Stop it! You're scaring Logan! Besides, Christina won't get him killed because she knows what she is doing. So, Logan, just listen to the good, positive side of yourself.
Shut it Mr. Positive! Don't listen to Mr. Positive. All he's trying to do is make you feel better and forget what could happen. What if you trusted him and Christina gets you killed? Hmmm? What you got to say about that when you're, er, in the Underworld? Listen to me and you'll live and understand what is right and what is wrong instead of listening to Mr. Positive who is always joyful, annoying, positive and…
That says a lot about you Mr. Negative! Cut in my positive side. Anyways Logan, if you don't listen to me, Mr. Negative will instead of making you understand what is right and what is wrong, will make you think wrong is right and right is wrong. Even worse, he could lead you to a quicker and painful death. Me. I would lead you the right way, not have you killed, and you would actually know what is wrong and what is right. Just ignore Mr. Negative. He's just jealous that I'm smarter, happier, always right and that I'm more good looking than he is (like literally because when you do something bad, you're bad looking. Vise versa if you do something good. You're good looking when you do something good.)
Here I was, sitting here in the middle of a small forest while my inner negative and positive side fought over who I should listen to. This was not going well. If I didn't choose, I would end up having a war inside myself. That meant if I did have a war with myself, I'd end up…ah, never mind.
"This is so dumb," I told myself. "Here you are being told what to do by yourself and yet you're still talking to yourself, like right now."
Are you saying that Mr. Positive is dumb? Because if you are, that means you're listening to me. So, right now, how about we walk and find our way back to Camp-Half Blood where you can make up some brave, heroic lie on how Christina, Liam and Lillian died, and how you tried to save them from some monster. Then you can say how you revenged their death by heroically and bravely destroying the monster. How about that? So lets leave right now Logan.
Hold on one second, considered the positive side. First, Mr. Negative, stop giving him ideas. Second, Logan, listen. If you do that, they could always Iris-message them and see if its true or the gods could send a sign or dream saying if its true or not. Besides, Chiron would now that would be impossible. He knows Christina and Lillian are the best fighters. If you just stay on the quest, believe that Christina, Liam and Lillian will help you and that you guys will survive, then you will be a hero in the end. You will have saved Alethia and you would have made a closer bond with Christina, Lillian and the camp instead of not having a bond at all. But most importantly, you'll make a great bond with Christina since she is your sister.
Ok, I'm leaving…, I thought.
Yay! You're listening to me! partied the negative side. First lets leave the forest and find a bus station so we can…
and going back to Christina and Lillian so we can figure something out, I finished the rest of my thought.
What! screeched the negative side of me in my head. I thought we were going…
Finally, its about time you choose, cut in the positive side. Lets get going!
I walked back the way I came and when I found Christina and Lillian, they were still in their little lands. I came up to the big, thick tree Christina was leaning against, and sat next to her. I would try asking again and see if I could at least, get Christina to talk.
"So, um, what exactly are you doing?"
Christina looked at me and sighed, putting her pen down on the paper.
"I was hoping that you wouldn't ask again but unfortunately you will ask over and over until we give some kind of stupid answer," she replied.
"Well isn't that a nice compliment of you. Glad you noticed," I grumbled.
"You're impossible," she retorted.
"Right, anyways," I said. I glanced casually at her paper (I'm usually not nosy but I was just wondering since I was sitting there with the paper next to me in Christina's lap). Across the top, it said, 'Remembrance of My Past'. I was about to ask what that meant when it hit me. I don't remember anything about my past except for the one year of living with Lillian, echoed the memory that Christina had told me at dinner four days ago. And here was the same paper that I saw this morning when we talked.
"You're trying to figure out your past, again" I said. "The year before you and Lillian ran away. The year before you and Lillian were living together." Christina took a deep breath and she turned on me. Her expression was pain, anger and hatred. Mostly anger and hatred. I thought for a second that I had said the wrong thing and that she was going to sock me in the gut or something. But it subsided a little.
"Its none…yeah. I, uh, just…yeah. I guess. Just trying to figure out my past," she stuttered.
"Why?" I questioned. Then I realized that was a stupid question. "I mean, why do you want to try to figure out your past when there is nothing there?" I corrected quickly.
Christina glared at me and I wished I hadn't said anything.
"Why Logan? Because, my past is important and I have a bad feeling that my past has to do with something in the future."
"I know you kind of explained it to me this morning, but still," I answered.
Christina sighed. Then she said miserably. "What am I doing? This quest seems so…useless. Like there's no point to it. What if I'm leading you and Lillian into a trap? What happens if it all comes down to me making one simple choice? One that either destroys Alethia or me? Even worse, all of us."
I was silent because I wasn't sure how to approach this matter with an answer to comfort her. That's when Lillian finally looked up from her Greek book and spoke. But I didn't understand a single word because unfortunately, she spoke in Ancient Greek and I hadn't learned the language yet. Ok, let me rephrase that. I only caught some words because the day after I had been claimed, Lillian and Christina had been teaching me some small words in Ancient Greek. All I caught was, "Parents…trap…something about me…," which kind of bothered me. "Alethia…Lynch…powerful…gods die…," and a line from the prophecy that disturbed me. "Underground releasing rage upon us."
"Um, not to interrupt the Greek conversation, but, uh could someone explain to me what you are saying and talking about?" As the usual, they both glared at me, but I was beginning to get use to it so it had somewhat effect.
"Hey I only got a few days of learning Greek words so don't expect me to know what you're saying," I quickly finished. They didn't tell me though. Christina nodded at Lillian and they began to pack there stuff.
"Lets go," Lillian said. "We need to find a town or city or whatever to rest in, at least."
"Lillian's correct," was the only reply that came from Christina before she headed out of the forest, following the road. Lillian shrugged and followed her, me falling in step behind her. We walked in awkward silence and I guess I was playing the safe card of not saying anything. After about fifteen minutes of no talking, we passed a sign. I tried to focus on what it said, but the letters started floating off of the sign.
"What does that say?" I asked.
"I don't know," growled Christina.
"What do you me-," I started to say. "Oh yeah. That's right. Were all dyslexic." As smart as Christina and Lillian were (that's not saying I'm stupid and an idiot. Its just saying that, Christina and Lillian are smarter than me. I guess it cause of Athena being their mom), they were dyslexic like me and when they try to read lots of English, the words and letter float off the paper, sign or whatever they're reading. I saw Christina trying to focus on it.
"I think it says…," she stopped and stared in disbelief. "Dillsburg, Pennsylvania? And its…," she stopped again. "two miles away? That's about a 40 minute walk" She looked back at us and stared. "From Hoboken to Dillsburg, Pennsylvania, that's, 3 hours and about 20 minutes away. Dang."
I rolled my eyes this time, muttering, "Brainiac Mathemetician."
"Dumbnuts," Lillian hissed. I glared at her the best I could and she met my sea-green eyes with cold, hard gray ones.
As we walked, we talked about sword moves and me and Christina told Lillian about the school that we both had gone to.
"I had my suspicions about you being a demigod. Especially when you did the thing at Water Park with the water," Christina admitted.
"Oh, yeah. I wasn't quite sure about how I did that," I said scratching the back of my head.
"What thing with the water at the Water Park?" questioned Lillian, mystified. We explained it and Liam dropped in on the conversation to listen. He hadn't talked much during the quest. When we were done, Lillian chuckled.
"Interesting. Oh look. We're here."
I looked ahead and saw that she was correct. The town loomed in front of us and making everything seem welcoming. We walked through the town looking at different, 'You Are Here' maps and seeing where a hotel was. There was only one hotel which was kind of weird: Rodeway Inn. We followed the maps and finally we found the inn.
"Pretty. Very, very fancy," I said sarcastically. The Rodeway Inn had a big road that lead to it and a huge sign with a little bush near. Across the street was a long blue and white, two story floor 'hotel'. I guess you can't really call it a hotel if its only got two floors. Anyways, at the end on the left side of the inn was a small looking house. Figuring that that was the check-in and check-out center, we headed that way. We walked inside and asked the lady behind the counter what the price was. She told us it depends on how long we were staying with a breezy smile. And then all four of us had a silent, quick conversation.
Me: You ask her Lillian. Christina has done most of the talking.
Lillian: No! You ask her!
Me: Why me! Make Liam do it!
Liam: Really Logan? Do I look like I've been talking much all day?
Christina: He's got a point.
Liam: Logan just do it.
Me: Like I said, why me?
Christina: Well for one thing, I'm certainly not doing it.
Lillian: Just do it Logan! You've done barely anything except for fight one dracaenae.
She gave me the perfect ten glare and I knew it was helpless to argue.
"Um, we'll book a room for one night, and uh…what are the other options?" I said uneasily.
"Well, option 1 is: two double beds, newer room, drive-up, remote control TV, and radio-alarm clock. Option 2 is: two double beds, no smoking, newer room, free high-speed wireless, and remote control TV. Option 3: 1 king bed, no smoking, first floor, coffee maker in room, and iron and ironing board," she said.
"We'll take, uh, option…two please," I replied slowly.
"Ok. That's 60$, please sir." I looked at Christina and she dug out the money. I gave it the lady. "Here's your card. Room 2-11 and if you have any questions just call us. The numbers in the room," she finished. We thanked her and left the little house.
"So how do we know which room is 2-11?" I asked stupidly.
"You are sooo stupid! The 'two' stands for second floor. The 'eleven' stands for room eleven…on the second floor! Both floors have 13 rooms making it 26 total. DUH Logan!" Christina said matter-of-factly.
"SHUT UP Christina! All you've been doing is complaining about me!" I interjected.
"DEAL WITH IT THEN!" she said angrily.
We slipped the card into the slot and went into the room. There was a counter on right side and a TV on the left with three chairs and a table a foot away. As you walked through that room, on your left was a huge room that contained two beds that would hold two maybe three people. The window in there showed the sign outside. On the other side of the room was the bathroom. When you come out of the bedroom, straight ahead was a smaller room with two light brown, small sofa chairs and a small, four foot long glass table in the middle of both chairs. On the wall above the chairs were two pictures of flowers and a mirror that showed the other end of the small room. Behind the chairs was a short wall and then a small space with a window. Other side of the room also had a window. Christina suggested that we should move the TV and put it in the smaller room so we could sit in the chairs; making room for the so-called kitchen.
We began moving the TV and the dresser that it was sitting on. Thank the gods the dresser was light. After we were finished we decided to explore the room. In the refrigerator, we found all kinds of sodas, we found propel, Gatorade and water. In one of the super small cupboards, we found all sorts of different candies. Then in another super small cupboard, we found different kinds of chips
"Good grief!" exclaimed Lillian. "Do they have them in all of the rooms?"
"Probably," Christina replied. We all had grabbed a coke and I took a three musketeers bar from the cupboard. Lillian had grabbed jelly beans while Christina had grabbed chips and they were sharing both things. For 20 minutes, Christina and Lillian went over the Ancient Greek with me and Liam helped. That was the only sound that filled the afternoon air inside the so-called 'hotel'; the sound of the chip bag crumpling every time we reached to grab one, jelly beans being pushed around inside the bag, clinks of soda cans be put on the glass table and the words of Ancient Greek. After we were done Christina started a conversation which felt good to speak in English because my sister and Lillian forced me to keep talking in Greek.
"Remember Iris-messaging Alethia?" we nodded. "And since we couldn't see who was in the image, we listened?" we nodded again. "Did you guys hear any other voice besides Alethia's?"
I thought for a moment and I could tell that Lillian was trying to remember also.
"No," Lillian decided. "I didn't hear any other voices because I was too busy on making shut-up motions to Logan."
"Yeah, which was nice of you," I retorted sarcastically.
"Whatever. Why Christina?" she answered.
"Because, I heard another voice. Then that night, Apollo cabin informed me that Lynch was missing also, remember? Well, I think that the other voice in the Iris-message," she stopped with eyes wide. I found myself and Lillian leaning forward in anticipation. Liam was studying Christina with concern. "I think that other voice was…Lynch's voice," she finished. Lillian leaned back and closed her eyes, sighing.
"How can that be possible? I mean…," the thought finally occurred to Lillian and her eyes shot open. "No! What was he thinking? Christina! If Alethia disappeared and when we Iris-message her, Lynch's voice was in the background, that means the enemy took Alethia and Lynch. Or maybe Lynch went looking for Alethia and fell into a trap like he…," Lillian stopped abruptly and glanced at me. She looked at Christina whose face darkened. Liam turned his head. Lillian shook her head and Christina face turned grim.
"What? What do you mean he fell into a trap like he…what?" I questioned.
"Wh-when we were on t-the run," stammered Lillian. "Me and Christina began to become…well not shy, but untrustworthy of them. We didn't trust anyone. Only one another. We relied on one another. But that all changed when we met Alethia. We at first didn't trust her until she saved our lives. Then Lynch came along later. Me and Christina didn't trust him but something between him and Alethia were up." Lillian didn't say what but I had a feeling that when she or Christina was ready to tell me, they would. And I had a sneaking suspicion that Liam knew also.
"So after awhile, we began to all trust one another. Soon it was just us four on the run. But about four and a half months passed and Lynch became reckless…and I'm not saying why. I will explain later." When Lillian said later, I knew she wasn't talking about later in the story, she was talking about later when we were like a year older.
"As soon as he became reckless, he began to walk into traps, putting me, Alethia and Christina in danger," she continued quietly. I looked at Christina with surprise. "You, in danger?" I tilted back my head slightly and laughed. "You? Really? You're like the greatest…greatest…," my voice faltered and I stopped smiling and grinning as she gave me the perfect ten death stare. "What? Just trying to compliment," I said. She kept giving me the look and I decided to shut up.
"Yeah. Me in danger, Logan. I was young. New to monsters and all that. Besides, the danger we got into were very, very and I mean very dangerous. Okay I lied kind of. It wasn't that bad. It was just very dangerous but to me, Lillian, Lynch and Alethia at the time, it was," she replied, rolling her eyes at me.
Christina seems to roll her eyes a lot when its one of those, 'duh' moments or something else," I noticed. From now on, I'm going to keep a record on how many times she rolls her eyes at me in one day. I almost said the thought, but considered better of it. Instead I said cautiously (afraid that she would kick me in the shin), "Oh. Yeah. I guess." Christina studied my face for a second and then checked her watch.
"Its three," she said. "Whatcha guys want to do? I mean, its not like we can train in this room unless we moved everything and closed the curtains. Even if we did that, if there are neighbors next door, they'll be wondering and so will the lady at the check-in and check-out center. We might even break something."
"Watch TV?" I suggested. "Or can't we not do that since it might attract monsters like when you're using a cell phone and a computer?"
"No, we can watch TV," Lillian said.
"Awesome." I grabbed the remote on the table and switched the TV on. I flipped through the channels as Christina searched through her backpack and brought out an iPod touch, 32 GB. Liam had his out also.
"Wait a second," I said slowly. "Won't that also attract monsters?"
"Nah. They don't have the connection like a cell phones and computers do. Now if you have a iPhone, then yeah, we can't have those either. Get what I'm saying?"
"Yeah." I turned my eyes back to the TV while Christina listened to music and played games on her Itouch. Lillian, of course, was reading her book, glancing up every now and then to watch TV for a second. Around five thirty, we went to one of the fast food places across the street and ate dinner. It was crowded though I didn't mind and neither did the Christina or Lillian. Finally we got our food after waiting for fifteen minutes. While we were eating, we laughed and shared funny memories. By the time we got back to the hotel, it was going on eight fifteen. We each took a shower which felt good even though we hadn't been traveling for very long. But after walking for almost half the day, and fighting monsters, I was feeling gross (and if you think I'm meticulous, I'm not!). We were all finished around nine but only one stupid problem…
"So, who's sleeping on the beds tonight?" I asked.
"I don't know."
I took a look at the couches and sat in one. They were pretty comfy for a standard, two story hotel.
"I'll take the couches. You three can figure out the bed problem."
"You sure?" Lillian said. I guess they hadn't been expecting such an easy choice from me. But there was also another reason why had chosen the chairs instead of the beds. I nodded and Lillian looked at me then glanced at Christina. Christina said that was the first time I hadn't argued about something so simple. I told her she'd pay for that but Lillian said yeah right.
I took to the couches and I guess Lillian and Christina decided to sleep in one of the double beds which were surprisingly wide enough for the two sisters to sleep on either side, not making it look werid. Liam would take the other bed. But before he went to sleep, he tossed me the second pillow, stating he didn't need it. I thanked him.
Now you're probably wondering why I choose the couches so easily. Reason 1: I needed time to think and clear my mind, away from Christina and Lillian (basically meaning, not being in the same room). Reason 2: I needed to think about just the dreams I had been recently having. After switching off the lights, I laid there, bathed in moonlight that was flowing through the window. I looked out across the driveway of the hotel and thought about, if I met my dad, what would I say? What would I think of him? What would he say to me? After a while, I checked the time and it was late. I looked back out the medium size window and slowly, but gradually, my eyelids grew heavier and heavier until I was sleeping.
A/N: Long chapter I know. Probably not that interesting but review and subscribe please. :)