BeautifulDream
See you when you sleep.
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The resort was beautiful, even more amazing than the pictures showed. The sand a perfect white, the water crystal clear... such a lovely beach. If you asked how they ended up in this dirt poor town, Kayla honestly couldn't tell you. All she knew was Sarah wanted to do more than relaxing on a beach, bathing in the sun. So somehow she had persuaded Kayla to pack up their stuff and head out on a long hot hike through Panama.
How did I let her talk me into this?
It was suppose to be a dream vacation. One she had been looking forward to for so long, one she had planned out. Maybe that was her problem, she planned too much. Sarah just went with things... her entire life went by what came to mind first. Kayla's life was one organized thing after another.
Even though they spent so much time together, they were honestly nothing a like. Sarah was an only child, her parents had money to give her everything she wanted, she could do so much... instead she just wanted to party and be young. The future didn't matter to her, that's why she put no effort through college. Kayla was different; one of four siblings, everything she had she worked for. She thought every day about what her future held.
In looks, they held no resemblance either. Where as Sarah was tall and lanky, blonde hair and bright blue eyes; Kayla was shorter, skinny but curvy, with brown hair and hazel colored eyes. They were so different, and deep down Kayla even knew of they met today they wouldn't have gotten along. Luckily they met in preschool where it everyone like everything so getting a long was easy.
The agenda went through her mind again. Fly from Chicago to Panama City, bus to the resort, swimming, scuba diving, tanning, light hiking, bus back to Panama City, plane home, and in another month she was off to be a social worker.
Now, here they were in some crap town called Puerto Obaldia arguing with a hotel worker.
"I don't understand you! Jesus, we want a roooom!" Sarah said, drawing the word out with hopes he would understand.
The man shouted some nonsense in a language neither of them understood, his faced twisted in annoyance and hands flaring out.
"Damn it, man! We speak American... ENGLISH, dude!"
Kayla let out a sigh as she pushed past her best friend, hoping she could maybe make him understand. "A room," she said in a polite tone, her hands moving to the side of her face in a sleeping like gesture before pointing up, "for the night. Sleep?"
He shouted again, his gaze locked on Sarah. She couldn't be sure, but it sounded like he was calling her all sorts of names. "No, no, pardon my friend. We've had a long day and we're tired." She made the sleep gesture again, "tired... see?"
"God, Kay! He doesn't get it! He's stupid or something."
"Perhaps you're the one who's stupid for not seeing he doesn't speak English..."
Kayla turned slowly, her eyes meeting that of the young man who spoke. Though he had a handsome face, he was scrawny and covered in what appeared to be dirt. "Sorry, we're just trying to get a room. We've been walking all day and we just want some rest." She scratched her brow lightly, feeling a little embarrassed for the way Sarah had acted. "Could you help?" She asked kindly.
The young man gave a small nod, turning toward the hotel worker. He spoke rapidly, the man replied just as quick. Back and forth the bickered for a moment before he looked back at Kayla. "Its fourteen balboa for the both of you and he needs your passports."
They both moved quickly, pulling out their passports and some money, the man took them with another unkind word, at least it sounded unkind. "Thank you so much!" Kayla said, beaming a smile from one man to another.
The younger man flashed a toothy one back, his teeth yellow and rotting. "Piece of advise, if you visit a country, you should the language.
Sarah snorted. "Tell that to the people who come to America from other countries." She quickly jumped back to avoid the swing Kayla threw toward her arm.
The room wasn't hard to find since the hotel only had about seven total. But it was no where near what they expected. Small, dirty, and torn up. That they expected and were not disappointed on. But what surprised them when they entered the room was the fact there was four beds, not just two. Bigger surprise, their was other luggage and clothes there.
Were they suppose to share?
"It's fine... lets just get some sleep and we'll be gone as soon as the sun comes up!" Sarah said assuring. dropping her pack onto a bed. "God, I need a shower..." she mumbled, pulling the band out of her hair, letting the blonde locks fall over her shoulder.
Kayla wrinkled her nose, she could use one too. "Is there even running water in this town?"
She just shrugged. "I doubt it. But whatever, its cool. Lets just relax."
How did I let her talk me into this?
It was suppose to be a dream vacation. One she had been looking forward to for so long, one she had planned out. Maybe that was her problem, she planned too much. Sarah just went with things... her entire life went by what came to mind first. Kayla's life was one organized thing after another.
Even though they spent so much time together, they were honestly nothing a like. Sarah was an only child, her parents had money to give her everything she wanted, she could do so much... instead she just wanted to party and be young. The future didn't matter to her, that's why she put no effort through college. Kayla was different; one of four siblings, everything she had she worked for. She thought every day about what her future held.
In looks, they held no resemblance either. Where as Sarah was tall and lanky, blonde hair and bright blue eyes; Kayla was shorter, skinny but curvy, with brown hair and hazel colored eyes. They were so different, and deep down Kayla even knew of they met today they wouldn't have gotten along. Luckily they met in preschool where it everyone like everything so getting a long was easy.
The agenda went through her mind again. Fly from Chicago to Panama City, bus to the resort, swimming, scuba diving, tanning, light hiking, bus back to Panama City, plane home, and in another month she was off to be a social worker.
Now, here they were in some crap town called Puerto Obaldia arguing with a hotel worker.
"I don't understand you! Jesus, we want a roooom!" Sarah said, drawing the word out with hopes he would understand.
The man shouted some nonsense in a language neither of them understood, his faced twisted in annoyance and hands flaring out.
"Damn it, man! We speak American... ENGLISH, dude!"
Kayla let out a sigh as she pushed past her best friend, hoping she could maybe make him understand. "A room," she said in a polite tone, her hands moving to the side of her face in a sleeping like gesture before pointing up, "for the night. Sleep?"
He shouted again, his gaze locked on Sarah. She couldn't be sure, but it sounded like he was calling her all sorts of names. "No, no, pardon my friend. We've had a long day and we're tired." She made the sleep gesture again, "tired... see?"
"God, Kay! He doesn't get it! He's stupid or something."
"Perhaps you're the one who's stupid for not seeing he doesn't speak English..."
Kayla turned slowly, her eyes meeting that of the young man who spoke. Though he had a handsome face, he was scrawny and covered in what appeared to be dirt. "Sorry, we're just trying to get a room. We've been walking all day and we just want some rest." She scratched her brow lightly, feeling a little embarrassed for the way Sarah had acted. "Could you help?" She asked kindly.
The young man gave a small nod, turning toward the hotel worker. He spoke rapidly, the man replied just as quick. Back and forth the bickered for a moment before he looked back at Kayla. "Its fourteen balboa for the both of you and he needs your passports."
They both moved quickly, pulling out their passports and some money, the man took them with another unkind word, at least it sounded unkind. "Thank you so much!" Kayla said, beaming a smile from one man to another.
The younger man flashed a toothy one back, his teeth yellow and rotting. "Piece of advise, if you visit a country, you should the language.
Sarah snorted. "Tell that to the people who come to America from other countries." She quickly jumped back to avoid the swing Kayla threw toward her arm.
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The room wasn't hard to find since the hotel only had about seven total. But it was no where near what they expected. Small, dirty, and torn up. That they expected and were not disappointed on. But what surprised them when they entered the room was the fact there was four beds, not just two. Bigger surprise, their was other luggage and clothes there.
Were they suppose to share?
"It's fine... lets just get some sleep and we'll be gone as soon as the sun comes up!" Sarah said assuring. dropping her pack onto a bed. "God, I need a shower..." she mumbled, pulling the band out of her hair, letting the blonde locks fall over her shoulder.
Kayla wrinkled her nose, she could use one too. "Is there even running water in this town?"
She just shrugged. "I doubt it. But whatever, its cool. Lets just relax."
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