The first couple of days I was fine. All I did was read, watch tv, and sleep. I looked at this as a vacation and I intended on enjoying it.

The second day mother nature showed up so I stayed in bed all day with cramps. The first day was always the hardest on me.

By the middle of day three I was ready for some excitement so I called Brie and set up a dinner date in the city.

We met at the restaurant at six. She was so happy to see me and get the scoop on where I'm staying along with my new job.

I told her I was fine and I couldn't tell her about my new job but soon I would. I needed to come up with something to tell her. We talked about school and all the people I left behind.

I felt a little better when I got back to my room at nine. Storm stopped by my room to check on me then told me goodnight. After a nice hot bubble bath my plans were to watch tv until I fell asleep. Just as I was getting undressed the phone by the bed rang. I figured it was one of the staff so I ignored it. About five minutes later Storm came into the bathroom looking panicked. She stopped when I sat up to cover myself. She said was out of breath but managed to say "Mr. Jackson asked me to come check in on you. He has been calling all afternoon."

So it wasn't the staff calling. She was about to speak when the phone rang again. She disappeared and I quickly got out of the tub. I threw on my robe and went the phone. Storm quickly handed me the phone and whispered goodnight to me.

I cleared my throat then said "Hello"

Everything was quiet inn the phone then I heard his sweet voice. "How are you? I was worried about you."

"I'm great. Why would you worry?" I answered as I got back in the hot water.

"Storm told me you stayed in the suite for two days and then you didn't show up for dinner tonight."

"Oh that, I am enjoying myself and this is the perfect time for some me time. I met a friend for dinner in the city tonight."

"Oh. I was worried that you were having second thoughts. How was your dinner date?"

I smiled because he thinks I was on a date. "It was nice. Brie and I needed a night out. She was worried about me."

I think I heard a sigh of relief. "Is that your best friend?"

I explained my friendship with Brie and all the things we had been through together. I asked about his trip and listened to him talk about his plans to take a break from music to fulfill his dream to be a father. We talked for a couple of hours before we hung up. It was close to midnight but for him it was 3 a.m.
He told me he would call the next night and we said our goodnights. I was cloud nine. We were becoming friends fast. I fell asleep quickly but my thoughts of Michael didn't end there. I dreamed of laying in his arms, running my hands through his hair, and making out with him. I believe that was the first time I experienced a wet dream.

The next three days flew by. I brought my school books with me so I could still study while on break. During the day I studied, took my breakfast and lunch in my room, ate dinner with Storm, then waited for the nightly phone call from Mike. Every night we stayed on the phone for over an hour talking about any and everything. Then we reluctantly said goodnight.