
Bailey Marie Spencer, 17
Bailey wasn't feeling too hot. She, her father, and her younger brother had just gotten off of the plane that had taken them down to the Florida, and it had been a rough ride. Eventually they found their luggage and a taxi and made it to their hotel, which was on the beach. They got into her room before Bailey's dad realized he'd left something in the lobby downstairs, so he sent Bailey to go get it. On her way down the hallway, as she was checking her phone, she ran into something- well, somebody. She shoved her phone in her pocket. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" she said, looking up at the person she had run into. "I'm Bailey." She gave him a smile.
((Girl I told you it would suck.))









