Ella was the kind of person you were drawn to. Her smile was bright and cheery, and she seemed so genuine. Her honey colored eyes sparkled whenever she laughed or smiled. She was the kind of person you'd run to when you need someone to talk to. Ella was a person you felt safe with.

She reminded me of Matthew, a person I wanted to push out of my memory for the time being. Matthew always had a goofy grin on his face, and he was always there waiting if Hannah or I needed a shoulder to cry on. I missed him more than anything.

Ella's sugary voice pulled me away from my thoughts. I furrowed my eyebrows. "I'm sorry, did you say something?"

Ella laughed at me. "Yes dear. I said you did a wonderful job with these stitches. I'm just going to clean the wound, give him some antibiotics, and wrap it up then Ty will be good to go! I'll take the stitches out in a few days."

I smiled sweetly at Ella and thanked her. Ten minutes later Ty sat up with afresh bandage wrapped tightly around his stomach. He pulled on his shirt and walked over to me, slinging an arm around my shoulder.

"You two are cute," Ella said.

Ty grinned widely while I blushed and gave her a small thanks before scurrying out into the long hallway. We headed towards the lobby, Anton, Ty, Bert and another woman coming into view.

We made it to the lobby, coming up beside Hannah and Anton. The woman was a blond haired girl who looked to be late thirties. She wore dress pants and a white blouse, a prideful smile on her face.

"Ty, Rebecca, I'd like you to meet my wife and colleague Whitney." Bert introduced the woman.

"Nice to meet you Whitney," I held out my hand shaking her's firmly.

"Thank you. I'm so excited to finally meet the Ty and Rebecca!" Whitney smiled, hugging a clipboard to her chest.

"Well, let's eat!" Bert announced, leading us to the dining room. We all followed finding our seat around the large table. Ty and I sat beside each other while Anton and Hannah sat across from us. Bert sat at the head of the table and Whitney on the other end.

A young guy with dirty blond hair entered holding trays of food. He set a plate down in front of each of us. On it was a steak, potatoes, and salad. A basket of rolls sat in the middle of the table.

"Thank you Kyran," Bert said. "Would you like to join us for dinner?"

"Yes, sure," Kyran nodded disappearing into the kitchen for a few seconds before coming back through the swinging doors with a plate of food for himself.

We dug into the meal, having only eaten sandwiches for the past four days. We all quickly finished our meal. Soon another waiter brought out dessert plates with chocolate cake placed on them.

"So Kyran, this is Hannah, Rebecca, and Ty." Bert introduced us.

Kyran smiled our way giving a small nod. "Hi."

"Kyran is one of our waiters and chefs because he loves to cook, but most of his time is spent working with Whitney and I. This is Whitney's son actually, my step-son." Bert explained.

After that, we finished dessert without much conversation. The only sound was the clinking of our silverware against the plates. Soon, Whitney excused herself from the table and Kyran followed, going back into the kitchen.

"Well, let me show you to your rooms." Bert stood from his chair gesturing for us to follow him. We climbed up two flights of stairs and took a sharp right turn. At the end of the hall Bert stopped.

"Alrighty, Anton's room is 312. Ty yours is 313, Hannah 314, and Rebecca 315. Inside the rooms is a map. You've been provided with clothing that will fit you and all of your necessities. Also inside is a laptop and tablet for each of you to use."

"Your free to roam around and go anywhere in the hotel except for the fourth floor. You'll be able to go up there, but you need someone with access to go with you. Tomorrow morning we will have a meeting in Conference Room A at 9:30. All of you are required to attend," Bert finished.

We all agreed, taking our keys from Bert and thanking him. Ty asked if I wanted to do anything but I told him I was just going to go to sleep. He agreed and the four of us parted ways. I held the keycard in front of the door and twisted the handle.

The rooms were amazing. Tall cream colored walls held beautiful painted landscapes. A large king size bed was pushed up against a wall in the middle of the room. A huge flatscreen t.v hung on the wall opposite the bed. Over in the corner of the room was a couch and two chairs with a coffee table in the middle. Beside the bed an archway led to a small kitchen and dining table that could seat two.

I wandered out of the kitchen and back into the main room where I spotted two more doors. I tried the first one opening up to a huge walk in closet filled with gorgeous shoes and clothes, all of which could fit me perfectly. I stood in the closet in awe for a few minutes before remembering the other door.

I entered the next room. The bathroom was just as beautiful as the rest of the room. A deep tub with jets sat in the middle of the bathroom. In one corner was a shower with a glass door. The toilet was closed off by a small wall and door. Across from the shower and bathtub was a wide countertop with a sink.

Shelves and drawers underneath the countertop were filled with hair supplies, bossy washes, make up, perfume, lotion, everything a girl could want. I broke out into a grin admiring the room that was mine.

I entered the walk in closet grabbing a pair of soft pajama shorts and a plain deep blue tank top. I then filled the tub with hot water to soak my sore muscles in. When I was finished with the bath I brushed out my hair, tying it back in a French braid to sleep in. I slipped into the comfy pajamas and climbed into the bed that felt amazing. Sleep came over me the second my head hit the pillow.

****

A persistent high pitched beeping pulled me out of my peaceful sleep. I opened my eyes looking over to my left where the digital alarm clock continued to scream at me. I groaned, slamming my palm down on the top. The sound immediately quit, leaving me in silence. It was seven in the morning which meant I had two and a half hours until I had to be at the conference meeting.

I dragged myself off the bed, out from under the soft covers. The light in the bathroom flickered on. I slipped into a black and white floral summer dress and turquoise sandals. I straightened my long brown hair which reached my waist in its straight state. I then applied a little make up before entering the main room again.

Hey, want to get breakfast? I jumped a foot in the air screeching. I whipped around trying to find Ty before realizing he was still in his room and was just mentally sending me a message.

I took a deep breath calming myself. Yeah, sure. Meet up in the hall in ten minutes?

Sure!

I slipped on small turquoise earrings and a few silver bracelets. Snatching my phone and key from the bedside table I stuffed them in my back pocket and slipped out the door. Ty was already standing across from me, leaning against the door to his room.

He looked cleaner, the dirt and sweat washed away from his face and his hair combed slightly. He wore a pair of dark jeans and a dark blue t-shirt. I looked up to Ty's fierce blue eyes and noticed he was checking me out too.

"Hey, eyes up here blueberry?" I joked.

"What? Am I not allowed to look at my girlfriend?" Ty retorted. My cheeks burned up, turning a bright shade of pink.

"U-um, well, so is this going to be our first official date blueberry?"

"Yeah, I guess it will be and are you ever going to stop calling me blueberry?" Ty groaned in frustration.

I chuckled at him shaking my head side to side. "No, I am not."

"It's no fair, I don't have a nickname for you!" Ty jutted out his bottom lip and gave me puppy dog eyes. I laughed at his childishness and shrugged.

"I guess you are going to have to come up with one then."

"Yes-yes I will gumdrop," Ty said.

"Uh, no."

"You're right that was awful."

"Don't worry, you'll come up with something cute."

Ty smiled. "Ready for our date?"

"You know it!"