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Authors: Rachel Hawthorne
Tags: Fiction, Juvenile Fiction, Social Issues, New Experience, Dating & Sex, Adolescence, Dating (Social Customs), Cruise Ships, Caribbean Area
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It was fabulous. If you can find the time, Mom, you should get one."
"That does sound wonderful," Mom said. "I think I'll try to book one in the morning."
"I want you two to have loads of fun while you're on this cruise," Walter said. He reached into his jacket pocket, and handed an envelope to Ryan. "I got you tickets to the show."
I leaned toward Ryan. "Which movie?"
Laughing, Ryan handed me a ticket. "Not a movie, but a dance show. Kinda like a cabaret."
I looked at the ticket. Eight o'clock tonight. That was not going to work.
I lifted my eyes to Walter. He was beaming like he'd just handed me a diamond. I knew he meant well, and I simply didn't have the heart to disappoint him.
"Thank you."
He reached over and patted my hand. "You're more than welcome. You're my daughter now, and anything you want is yours."
Dinner seemed to go on forever. Walter and Ryan talked about the upcoming Tour de France. I spent my time reassuring Mom that I would be fine exploring the islands with Brooke, and that she really didn't need to worry about me anymore. After all, I was old enough to vote.
When we finally finished with dinner, Walter and Mom headed off in one direction. Ryan and I turned in the direction of our rooms.
"Come on and smile," Ryan urged. "Dinner wasn't that bad."
I held up the ticket that Walter had generously bought for me. "I had plans for tonight. Brooke and I were going to Cruisin'. I was supposed to meet her at eight."
Ryan snatched the ticket out of my hand. "I'll take care of it."
"What do you mean?"
"I'll trade them in for another night and time. Tomorrow night we'll be in St. Thomas. How about the night after?"
It seemed I was destined to keep changing my plans on this cruise, but I found it difficult to turn down Ryan's offer. I really felt like I owed it to Walter to go see the show. But I had worked myself up into looking forward to spending tonight at the nightclub.
"The night after tomorrow will be fine," I told him. "Do you think we could get an extra ticket for Brooke?"
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"Your new best friend?"
I grinned. "Yeah."
"Sure. Shouldn't be a problem."
"Thanks, Ryan."
"I'd better go take care of these before tonight's show starts, or they might not exchange them. I'll see you later."
I watched him walk off, then made my way to my cabin. I'd dressed up a little for the fancy dinner, and I wanted to dress down just a bit for tonight. I slipped into a pair of comfortable jeans and a white blouse that laced up the front and had billowy sleeves. It had a medieval look about it that I just loved.
I sat down at the table and made some notations for the night.
+ Drink margaritas by the pitcher.
+ Dance all night.
+ Meet some guys.
I slipped the key to my room into my jeans' pocket, along with the credit card Walter had given me to use when purchasing items on the ship. I put my purse into the safe in my closet, then headed for the club. I was so glad that I'd met Brooke. Going by myself would have really made me look desperate.
And even though I was…I didn't want to look that way.
CHAPTER 10
C ruisin' was a happening place. Colored spotlights roamed over the dance floor. Even with all the lights flashing here and there, the place still seemed dark and mysterious.
It took me almost ten minutes of weaving through the crowd and peering around people to find Brooke.
And then we had to yell in each other's ear to be heard.
"Hey!" I yelled.
"Hey! Let's find a table."
Her suggestion was easier said than done. We wended our way around full tables and standing people. I decided that next time it would be a good idea if we got here a little earlier.
We finally located an empty table at the back, not nearly as close to the action as I'd like to have been.
"Getting picked up is like real estate!" Brooke shouted. "Location, location, location. Keep your eyes open for a table opening
"That does sound wonderful," Mom said. "I think I'll try to book one in the morning."
"I want you two to have loads of fun while you're on this cruise," Walter said. He reached into his jacket pocket, and handed an envelope to Ryan. "I got you tickets to the show."
I leaned toward Ryan. "Which movie?"
Laughing, Ryan handed me a ticket. "Not a movie, but a dance show. Kinda like a cabaret."
I looked at the ticket. Eight o'clock tonight. That was not going to work.
I lifted my eyes to Walter. He was beaming like he'd just handed me a diamond. I knew he meant well, and I simply didn't have the heart to disappoint him.
"Thank you."
He reached over and patted my hand. "You're more than welcome. You're my daughter now, and anything you want is yours."
Dinner seemed to go on forever. Walter and Ryan talked about the upcoming Tour de France. I spent my time reassuring Mom that I would be fine exploring the islands with Brooke, and that she really didn't need to worry about me anymore. After all, I was old enough to vote.
When we finally finished with dinner, Walter and Mom headed off in one direction. Ryan and I turned in the direction of our rooms.
"Come on and smile," Ryan urged. "Dinner wasn't that bad."
I held up the ticket that Walter had generously bought for me. "I had plans for tonight. Brooke and I were going to Cruisin'. I was supposed to meet her at eight."
Ryan snatched the ticket out of my hand. "I'll take care of it."
"What do you mean?"
"I'll trade them in for another night and time. Tomorrow night we'll be in St. Thomas. How about the night after?"
It seemed I was destined to keep changing my plans on this cruise, but I found it difficult to turn down Ryan's offer. I really felt like I owed it to Walter to go see the show. But I had worked myself up into looking forward to spending tonight at the nightclub.
"The night after tomorrow will be fine," I told him. "Do you think we could get an extra ticket for Brooke?"
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4/6/2009
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"Your new best friend?"
I grinned. "Yeah."
"Sure. Shouldn't be a problem."
"Thanks, Ryan."
"I'd better go take care of these before tonight's show starts, or they might not exchange them. I'll see you later."
I watched him walk off, then made my way to my cabin. I'd dressed up a little for the fancy dinner, and I wanted to dress down just a bit for tonight. I slipped into a pair of comfortable jeans and a white blouse that laced up the front and had billowy sleeves. It had a medieval look about it that I just loved.
I sat down at the table and made some notations for the night.
+ Drink margaritas by the pitcher.
+ Dance all night.
+ Meet some guys.
I slipped the key to my room into my jeans' pocket, along with the credit card Walter had given me to use when purchasing items on the ship. I put my purse into the safe in my closet, then headed for the club. I was so glad that I'd met Brooke. Going by myself would have really made me look desperate.
And even though I was…I didn't want to look that way.
CHAPTER 10
C ruisin' was a happening place. Colored spotlights roamed over the dance floor. Even with all the lights flashing here and there, the place still seemed dark and mysterious.
It took me almost ten minutes of weaving through the crowd and peering around people to find Brooke.
And then we had to yell in each other's ear to be heard.
"Hey!" I yelled.
"Hey! Let's find a table."
Her suggestion was easier said than done. We wended our way around full tables and standing people. I decided that next time it would be a good idea if we got here a little earlier.
We finally located an empty table at the back, not nearly as close to the action as I'd like to have been.
"Getting picked up is like real estate!" Brooke shouted. "Location, location, location. Keep your eyes open for a table opening
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