All the other limos arrive at the hotel, which means we can check into our rooms now. I walk up to the check in desk "How may I help you? :)" "Checking in" "Name" "Jessica" "Aha Yes" she hands me all the room keys, now everyone else who came on the trip walks into the hotel and I disperse the keys out to everyone. "Jessica"
"Yes Mr. Principal?" "Shall we hand out the tickets and cold passes to everyone?" "Yes" I hand out a ticket and cold pass to each person then everyone goes into their rooms. "Where's our room?" "Our room is 422" "Cool" We head up to our room (keep in mind Melia and I will be sharing this room.) We arrive at our room and I put the key card into the slot and the door opens, and we look at the room we will be staying in for 4 days.
ВЫ ЧИТАЕТЕ
Off to Dover
Художественная прозаIt's May 5th, 2015 and it's another ordinary school day for me (my name is Jessica and I'm 14 years old and in the 8th grade), but little did I know I was going to show who I REALLY am.
