i am oBSESSed with where are you now by justin bieber ohmergAWD
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"WAKE UP!!!!!"
My eyes flew open at the shout that filled my ears and the first thing I see is Cage Loren standing next to me. He was already ready for the day, his hair wet from the shower, wearing a polo shirt and shorts. Yeah, yeah, he looked good like always.
I groaned, rolling over in bed.
"Let me sleep."
"No! You're in Hawaii, Kit, you can't let your sleep deprived soul take over! There's so much to do, so much to see, so wake up!"
Why was Cage so enthusiastic in the mornings?
"What time is it?" I yawned, hugging my pillow and snuggling into the duvets.
"It's almost seven am," Cage replied cheerfully. "And they open breakfast now."
"Cage, lemme sleep," I mumbled, closing my eyes again- drifting back into a state of drowsiness.
The sound of a sharp slap followed by a horrible ache in my right cheek jolted me back into consciousness.
My hand went to my throbbing cheek as I sat up as fast as I could. I stared at Cage- whose eyes were wide too. But a grin played on his lips.
"WHAT THE HECK?! DID YOU JUST-"
"It wasn't Cage," a voice giggled. "It was me."
I turned, expecting to see Aleisha but stared back into Gabby's eyes. She winked.
"Morning, Kirstin," she laughed. "Welcome to Hawaii."
"My cheek hurts!" I snapped, rubbing my cheek. "And how did you two get into my room anyways?!"
"Aleisha opened it for us," Gabby shrugged. "She's cool."
"She's cool," I laughed drily. "Totally cool. Aleisha is very very cool."
"Are you coming yet? I'm starved," Gabby sighed. "Go take a bath. Quick. I'll be waiting at breakfast. Cage, stay here and make sure she doesn't fall back to sleep."
Gabby waltzed out of my room, but paused at the door and blew me a kiss. I ignored her.
I pushed the covers off me, and Cage took a step back. "Kitteh?"
"Hm?" I rummaged through my suitcase, looking for something to wear.
"Why don't you like Aleisha?"
"I never said I didn't," I responded. I wasn't lying, it was true. I never said that I didn't like her. But I didn't like her.
"Yeah but I can see that you can't stand her and she doesn't seem to stand you either," he shrugged, sitting down on my bed.
"Eh, does it matter?" I replied. I wasn't going to tell him that his best friend was in love with him- that was Aleisha's story to tell.
I grabbed a pair of shorts and a random crop-top and walked over to the bathroom. Cage smirked. I gave him a look. "Don't," I said. "Touch anything."
"Yeah, yeah, sure," he replied, but could I ever trust Cage? Gee, did I even have to answer that?
With another look, I disappeared into the bathroom to get ready for the day.
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Cage's POV
As soon as she shut the bathroom door, a smirk spread over my face.
I looked around the room, and immediately spotted her iPhone 5s, sitting in its simple blue cover, by the charger.
I know, I know.
I shouldn't be snooping through other people's phones, there's something called privacy, blah blah blah.
But I couldn't stop myself from reaching out and grabbing it. With a smirk, I switched it on... and raised my eyebrows. She didn't have a password for her phone?
I slid my thumb across the screen, unlocking the phone easily. She hardly had any apps on her phone, and her screen wallpaper was just a random one that the iPhone comes with. Really?
How very boring, Kirstin Angela Dawson.
But then, I wasn't going to let her phone go so easily. Smirking again, I opened her contacts. Time to have some fun.
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Kit's POV
By the time, I finished drying my hair and lightly applying some makeup, I was sure that Cage had probably broken something by now. But when I opened the door, and walked out, I was surprised to see my room looking untouched and Cage sitting on my bed, his legs crossed as he read some magazine.
Was he really reading Vogue?
I chuckled. "Vogue?"
He glanced up at me, then back at the magazine, and then laughed. "I swear, there's nothing else to do while you've been inside for like thirty minutes."
"I'm sorry, a girl needs her time in the morning," I rolled my eyes, before pulling my pumps onto my feet. I reached over and grabbed my phone, slipping it into my pocket. "Anyways, I'm starved. Let's go?"
Cage didn't reply, his face serious, and his eyes still on the magazine. "Did you know that pointy-toed shoes are so out of season?"
I laughed, before grabbing the magazine out of his hands. "Really, Cage?"
His face broke into a smile before he got to his feet. "Why do girls dig that crap anyways?" he questioned, referring to the magazine as we walked out of my hotel room. The hotel hallway was quiet and peaceful, and so lush. The fact that this place could actually manage two hundred high school kids was shocking.
"I don't dig Vogue," I replied, as I ran a hand through my hair, as we neared the elevators. He reached over and pressed the button.
The elevator doors smoothly opened and I stepped inside the lift, with him following me. I watched the elevator doors shut as the elevator slowly plunged down.
"What does this remind you of?" he spoke.
"Ummm... I don't know."
"Think, woman," he urged and I shot him a look. "Don't address me in that way, creep."
And suddenly, he took a step closer to me, a small smile playing on his lip. He kind of backed me up, so my back was pressed against the wall. "Creep?"
"W-Why are you standing so close to me?" I asked him awkwardly.
He just laughed softly, and his breath smelled like mint. "Why? Does it bother you?"
"Y-Yeah, there's something called p-personal space." Why was I stammering so much? Oh god, I sounded like an idiot.
But with him so close to me, I could smell his cologne. It smelled weirdly nice. Like cinnamon mixed with vanilla. And I could also see his pretty blue eyes sparkling with something.
We weren't touching, yet I felt really weird. Like a mixture of wanting to die right there, and not wanting him to move and for him to just stay like that.
There was silence, and I realized I was staring. I also realized that he was smirking. "Take a picture, it lasts longer."
That was when I rolled my eyes, and pushed him away with my hands. He laughed in his boyyish way. "Oh, Kit, I guess we both discovered something today."
The elevator doors opened, and I stepped out into the lobby, dying to get away from here. I was also blushing for some reason, though I couldn't tell why.
He followed me, grabbing my hand to stop me. As soon as his hand touched mine, I pulled away. I seriously didn't need him holding my hand in public. Because the hotel lobby was crowded with students chilling. And most of them were staring at us. Why was Cage even so popular?
"We both discovered," he said, grabbing my hand again and turning me around so I would face him. "That I affect you."
"Haha, sure, that's funny," I mumbled, weakly, avoiding eye-contact.
Cage just smiled crookedly.
"Guys? Are you like going to stay there forever or...?" We both turned to see Gabby with her hands on her hips, smirking at us. That was when I realized that our hands were basically entwined, and we were staring each other.
We pulled away hastily.
"Guys, not in the lobby at least," Gabby giggled. I narrowed my eyes. "Shut up."
"Mhm," she said cheerfully. "So what's the plan, Cage?"
"What's the plan, Cage? Wait, what? We're not... not going sight-seeing with him, are we?" I asked Gabby with a groan.
"Nope," Cage laughed, throwing a hand on Gabby's shoulder and winking at her. "Not only me. Also with Tanner and Aleisha."
"No," I said, quickly. "No. No. No. No. No."
"You don't have a choice, babe," Gabby laughed, grabbing my hand. "We're going crazy till we see the sun."
"Stop it," I hissed, pulling away. "I'd rather laze out all day in the resort."
Cage rolled his eyes. "Don't be a kid, Kit."
"I'm only eighteen, okay?" I persisted.
"We're going out to see Hawaii and that's it," Gabby laughed. "Let's go!"
Kill me. Please.
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