Chapter 34: Ocean - Arriving At The Hotel
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Ocean
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I felt the bus slowing down and preparing to stop. I thought that we might finally be at our destination. When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was leaning up against Makai, my head resting on his left shoulder as if it were my pillow.
I jerked away from him so quickly I hit the window and my head bounced off it hard.
"Are you OK?" He asked me, sounding concerned with a worried look in his eyes as I rubbed the back of my head. I even felt tears stinging my eyes.
"Y...y..yeah I..I'm fine." My head hurt like hell but it was just a bump, it would pass in a minute. "I'm s...sorry for y..you know, uhm, s...sleeping…I..I mean laying a..against y...you while I w..was sleeping."
"It's fine. You were tired like you said. And it's not like you did it on purpose. Don't worry about it. More importantly, are you sure your head is OK?"
Makai was looking at me like he was genuinely worried that I was going to die or something because I hit my head on the window. I was going to be fine, I wish he wouldn't treat me like I was made of glass because of my little accident.
"I'm fine." I did my best to stop myself from snapping at him. "My doctor said my head was all fine. I didn't need to worry anymore at all. All better." I knocked my fist gently against my head to show him it was all good. It hurt but not too much. I don't know why I did it, I just did.
I hadn't noticed that everyone had filed off of the bus while we had been talking, or that we were the only two people still here. Even the bus driver was off the bus. I only noticed when Coach Dickson stuck his head back inside through the opened folding doors and yelled at us.
"Rivers, Shores, you two get your heads out of your asses and off the damn bus. Stop lollygagging behind." There was a cacophony of laughter that erupted from outside of the bus. Everyone had heard him and they were now laughing at us like we were some comedy trio putting on a special routine.
Makai and I both bent down and grabbed our bags so that we could get off the bus. Makai was in front of me and I was trying to make sure I did not trip in the narrow pathway. I swear that was the only reason I was looking down. I wasn't trying to look right at Makai's toned backside. I didn't even notice it at all as he ran through the bus in front of me.
When we were outside we saw that everyone was standing in pairs and already had their room keys in their hands. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. I turned toward Coach Dickson just as he held out a white envelope.
"Since you two took so long getting off the bus you're stuck together for the next two nights as well. Hope you can get along well enough since you're roomies now."
That was exactly what I was afraid he was going to say. I didn't want to share a room with Makai. I didn't want to spend any more time with him than I needed to. I didn't want to be in the same hotel with him let alone in the same room. This was going to be a horrible weekend, I just knew it was.
I couldn't relax if I was in a room with him all weekend long. I was now stuck with this guy that for whatever reason unsettled me like no one else possibly could. I would be at the meet with him. I would be in the locker room with him. I would be in my hotel room with him. I couldn't get away from him at all. This was not looking good for me at all.
And what was I going to do if he called his girlfriend and talked to her? I didn't want to hear him being all sweet with Brittney. That was just going to be sickening. Ugh.
I was beginning to wish that I had taken just one more week off from swimming and used it to sleep. Maybe I could convince the doctor to put me in a medically induced coma for the weekend, that should give me enough sleep. I could avoid Makai and catch up on the sleep that I lost out on at the same time. It's a win-win.
Too bad it was impossible. I was stuck with no other option but to follow along behind him as he led the way to our room. I didn't even want to think about the words 'our room'. They made my stomach do a somersault like it was doing spins in zero gravity or something. It was making me feel sick or something.
When Makai opened the door and walked in I gulped like I was about to walk to my doom. Was I really going to go in there? Was I going to spend the next two days basically glued to this guy's side? What the hell was I going to do?
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Ocean
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I felt the bus slowing down and preparing to stop. I thought that we might finally be at our destination. When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was leaning up against Makai, my head resting on his left shoulder as if it were my pillow.
I jerked away from him so quickly I hit the window and my head bounced off it hard.
"Are you OK?" He asked me, sounding concerned with a worried look in his eyes as I rubbed the back of my head. I even felt tears stinging my eyes.
"Y...y..yeah I..I'm fine." My head hurt like hell but it was just a bump, it would pass in a minute. "I'm s...sorry for y..you know, uhm, s...sleeping…I..I mean laying a..against y...you while I w..was sleeping."
"It's fine. You were tired like you said. And it's not like you did it on purpose. Don't worry about it. More importantly, are you sure your head is OK?"
Makai was looking at me like he was genuinely worried that I was going to die or something because I hit my head on the window. I was going to be fine, I wish he wouldn't treat me like I was made of glass because of my little accident.
"I'm fine." I did my best to stop myself from snapping at him. "My doctor said my head was all fine. I didn't need to worry anymore at all. All better." I knocked my fist gently against my head to show him it was all good. It hurt but not too much. I don't know why I did it, I just did.
I hadn't noticed that everyone had filed off of the bus while we had been talking, or that we were the only two people still here. Even the bus driver was off the bus. I only noticed when Coach Dickson stuck his head back inside through the opened folding doors and yelled at us.
"Rivers, Shores, you two get your heads out of your asses and off the damn bus. Stop lollygagging behind." There was a cacophony of laughter that erupted from outside of the bus. Everyone had heard him and they were now laughing at us like we were some comedy trio putting on a special routine.
Makai and I both bent down and grabbed our bags so that we could get off the bus. Makai was in front of me and I was trying to make sure I did not trip in the narrow pathway. I swear that was the only reason I was looking down. I wasn't trying to look right at Makai's toned backside. I didn't even notice it at all as he ran through the bus in front of me.
When we were outside we saw that everyone was standing in pairs and already had their room keys in their hands. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. I turned toward Coach Dickson just as he held out a white envelope.
"Since you two took so long getting off the bus you're stuck together for the next two nights as well. Hope you can get along well enough since you're roomies now."
That was exactly what I was afraid he was going to say. I didn't want to share a room with Makai. I didn't want to spend any more time with him than I needed to. I didn't want to be in the same hotel with him let alone in the same room. This was going to be a horrible weekend, I just knew it was.
I couldn't relax if I was in a room with him all weekend long. I was now stuck with this guy that for whatever reason unsettled me like no one else possibly could. I would be at the meet with him. I would be in the locker room with him. I would be in my hotel room with him. I couldn't get away from him at all. This was not looking good for me at all.
And what was I going to do if he called his girlfriend and talked to her? I didn't want to hear him being all sweet with Brittney. That was just going to be sickening. Ugh.
I was beginning to wish that I had taken just one more week off from swimming and used it to sleep. Maybe I could convince the doctor to put me in a medically induced coma for the weekend, that should give me enough sleep. I could avoid Makai and catch up on the sleep that I lost out on at the same time. It's a win-win.
Too bad it was impossible. I was stuck with no other option but to follow along behind him as he led the way to our room. I didn't even want to think about the words 'our room'. They made my stomach do a somersault like it was doing spins in zero gravity or something. It was making me feel sick or something.
When Makai opened the door and walked in I gulped like I was about to walk to my doom. Was I really going to go in there? Was I going to spend the next two days basically glued to this guy's side? What the hell was I going to do?
~~ Ocean ~~ I felt the bus slowing down and preparing to stop. I thought that we might finally be at our destination. When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was leaning up against Makai, my head resting on his left shoulder as if it were my pillow. I jerked away from him so quickly I hit the window and my head bounced off it hard. "Are you OK?" He asked me, sounding concerned with a worried look in his eyes as I rubbed the back of my head. I even felt tears stinging my eyes. "Y...y..yeah I..I'm fine." My head hurt like hell but it was just a bump, it would pass in a minute. "I'm s...sorry for y..you know, uhm, s...sleepingI..I mean laying a..against y...you while I w..was sleeping." "It's fine. You were tired like you said. And it's not like you did it on purpose. Don't worry about it. More importantly, are you sure your head is OK?" Makai was looking at me like he was genuinely worried that I was going to die or something because I hit my head on the window. I was going to be fine, I wish he wouldn't treat me like I was made of glass because of my little accident. "I'm fine." I did my best to stop myself from snapping at him. "My doctor said my head was all fine. I didn't need to worry anymore at all. All better." I knocked my fist gently against my head to show him it was all good. It hurt but not too much. I don't know why I did it, I just did. I hadn't noticed that everyone had filed off of the bus while we had been talking, or that we were the only two people still here. Even the bus driver was off the bus. I only noticed when Coach Dickson stuck his head back inside through the opened folding doors and yelled at us. "Rivers, Shores, you two get your heads out of your asses and off the damn bus. Stop lollygagging behind." There was a cacophony of laughter that erupted from outside of the bus. Everyone had heard him and they were now laughing at us like we were some comedy trio putting on a special routine. Makai and I both bent down and grabbed our bags so that we could get off the bus. Makai was in front of me and I was trying to make sure I did not trip in the narrow pathway. I swear that was the only reason I was looking down. I wasn't trying to look right at Makai's toned backside. I didn't even notice it at all as he ran through the bus in front of me. When we were outside we saw that everyone was standing in pairs and already had their room keys in their hands. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. I turned toward Coach Dickson just as he held out a white envelope. "Since you two took so long getting off the bus you're stuck together for the next two nights as well. Hope you can get along well enough since you're roomies now." That was exactly what I was afraid he was going to say. I didn't want to share a room with Makai. I didn't want to spend any more time with him than I needed to. I didn't want to be in the same hotel with him let alone in the same room. This was going to be a horrible weekend, I just knew it was. I couldn't relax if I was in a room with him all weekend long. I was now stuck with this guy that for whatever reason unsettled me like no one else possibly could. I would be at the meet with him. I would be in the locker room with him. I would be in my hotel room with him. I couldn't get away from him at all. This was not looking good for me at all. And what was I going to do if he called his girlfriend and talked to her? I didn't want to hear him being all sweet with Brittney. That was just going to be sickening. Ugh. I was beginning to wish that I had taken just one more week off from swimming and used it to sleep. Maybe I could convince the doctor to put me in a medically induced coma for the weekend, that should give me enough sleep. I could avoid Makai and catch up on the sleep that I lost out on at the same time. It's a win-win. Too bad it was impossible. I was stuck with no other option but to follow along behind him as he led the way to our room. I didn't even want to think about the words 'our room'. They made my stomach do a somersault like it was doing spins in zero gravity or something. It was making me feel sick or something. When Makai opened the door and walked in I gulped like I was about to walk to my doom. Was I really going to go in there? Was I going to spend the next two days basically glued to this guy's side? What the hell was I going to do?
