I was a bit upset.  I wasn't sure why, but seeing III made me kind of... Sad anger.  I didn't think that was correct grammar, but I didn't care.  I crawled back into bed, and this time I could sleep.  I woke up first, and stepped into the bathroom.  I would have to shower.  I grimaced as I pulled off my clothes and turned on the water.

I would have a smell... When I stepped out the shower I regretted it. The water was so warm and comfy.  I wrapped myself in a big fluffy white towel, and dried off.  Then I picked up one of the little bottles and examined it.  Lotion.  Might as well go all out.

I rubbed the lotion onto my skin, then pulled on my clothes.  Germany was cold, and I didn't have any clothes for that, so I just pulled on a tank top and shorts.  I sat shivering slightly in the hotel room that was chilly even with the heat on. 

Liv went into the bathroom yawning, and walked fully clothed in a sweater and sports sweats, but with a towel wrapped around her head.  "Hey!  What are you wearing, Ivy?"  She gasped, waking Polly.  "It was hot when we picked her clothes.  I didn't give her anything for winter.  We have a day.  Let's go shopping." she said.

We located a large mall through Liv's phone, and Liv and Polly went crazy over the stuff.  I picked up a fluffy sweater with black and green stripes.  "Ohh!  Green probably suits you!  That's totally the color of your eyes. Polly snatched up a bright green skirt that matched the sweater and some thick black leggings. 

"Liv, I'm taking Ivy to try something on."  Polly called across the store.  "K!  I'm coming too."  Liv replied loudly.  Polly rushed me towards the dressing room, snatched a three from the woman working there, giving a sweet, but quick thank you, and shoving me into a stall.  "I don't want to wear a skirt."  I said. 

"Why?"  Polly asked.  "Because.  It's not practical."  "Looks aren't about practicality.  You want to look good for Porter, dont you?!" "I knew she was only teasing, but there seemed to be a little scorn there too. "What are you talking about?"

I stepped out in the clothes and Polly gave me the thumbs up while saying, "You do like him right?" I didn't know what like was, but I needed a good excuse. "I didn't have time for like at my old HQ. I'm not even sure what it's supposed to be." "You poor thing!" Liv snickered, thinking I was avoiding the question. "Liv get more clothes. She's a women's small."  Polly said. 

Liv left the dressing room, and Polly said,  you really don't know what like is?!"  "No."  "Well it's...  I've never really felt it...  But I read in a book once, that your heart gets fluttery, and you blush a lot and you get butterflies in your stomach in the anticipation of seeing them, and you always want to be around them.  So do you like Porter?" 

I did not feel that way about Porter.  Or...  Did I?  I had dismissed the heartbeat to being broken, and the stomach to the nasty food...  I always wanted to be around Porter.  "I-I... Don't know."  I replied honestly.