• I had been waiting for this vacation for about 9 months. My mind was going crazy with different possibilities of what I could do. So much free time, tons of unique people, I mean, what couldn’t you do? Man, this line is terrible…There is a bunch of old people and I can’t really see any teens… Isn’t this supposed to be a Carnival ship? Gosh, I hope I am not alone…
    -3 days later-
    The boat was rocking to the gentle sway of the blue water below us. The Mongolian Grill was cooking up something that smelled rather fabulous. The pool was filled with little kids splashing and racing each other back and forth. It was the perfect definition of a vacation. I was with one of my good friends, Taylor. A auburn haired, brown eyed girl about my age. We were walking across the lido deck waiting till we spotted someone that we knew. We looked into the Diners, and peered into the elevator and staircase hallways. No one. But once we walked outside, I saw him. He was talking to Brandon, Taylor’s quite handsome love interest. Brandon had shoulder length dark brown hair and brown eyes, kind of scrawny, but perfect for Taylor. I ran up to the glass barricading the hot tubs from the rest of the lido, and tapped on it. “Brandon! Brandon! Come here! Just real quick!” I whispered with a little quickness in my voice. He shoved his pointer finger in my face, telling me to wait. I banged on the glass again, and he jumped out. “What DO you want?!” Brandon asked me irritated, as he grabbed his towel and threw it over his shoulder. “Um, Brandon, that guy you were talking to, well, he was kind of hot.” I whisper as he rolls his eyes. The boy I was talking about continued to talk to his mother who sat directly beside him. “Oh my Jesus! Really, Macy? Be right back…” Brandon said as he walked up the stairs to the hot tub. He hovered over the boy, and suddenly the boy got out. He had beach blonde hair, the lightest blue eyes, and, if you could compare him to anything, a Hollister Model. He looked at me and smiled, and looked away quickly. Brandon whispered him several things, while me and Taylor stood there waiting for some sound of conversation. I heard a little bit of what Brandon was whispering. “That girl right there, she thinks your hot.” The boys face lit up and he bit his lip and kind of shook his head. Brandon then turned to me, and said sarcastically, “Yall two are going on a date!”. That’s when I turned as red as a strawberry and turned around quickly as my pink dress swayed. I thought of a plan. I turned around to face them again. “Hold up, I don’t even know him! Brandon, really?!” I told Brandon with anger in my voice. “It’s ok” The boy said. I felt a tremendous amount of butterflies build up in my stomach. It was a feeling I never knew.