Tommy Angle
Tommy stepped out of his brother’s car, and looked up at the ship. “Awesome” He herd the trunk “pop” then grabbed his stuff. This was the first time he was taken a vacation without any of his brothers. “Dude you sure about this?” his brother Francis asked, Closing the trunk.
“Yeah why not?” Tommy laughed, taken his things to the tux guy.
“I don’t like the looks of it is all,” Francis said not caring if tux guy herd him.
Tommy gave his stuff to the people, then told the man his name “Tommy Angle, (A-n-g-e-l)”
The man shook his head, “you’re not on the list,”
Tommy rolled his eyes, he had to deal with this everyday. “It’s not spelt how it sounds,”
Francis interrupted, “Check for A-n-g-l-e”
“Common mistake,” Tommy muttered.
The man nodded, and then gestured to follow.
“see ya,” Francis waved as Tommy followed the tux man. “I’ll make sure mom doesn’t clean your room.” He joked.
Tommy waved bye, when he got to his room he almost broke down crying. When he sow only one bed, he had always shared a room with his brother Scot. “This is already better then home.” He looked at the baseball glove chair, “sweet!” he grabbed the key from the guy, then started messing the room up.
Renée Kellie
Renée parked her car, besides the docks. And grabbed her book bag, she didn’t bring much just a few sets of clothes her laptop, and few other things. She got up to the guy in the tux and said, “Renée Kellie,”
The guy looked at his clipboard, and said “follow me,”
She followed him to her room, the grey walls and black and white furniture. She grabbed the keys from the guy. “Thanks” she muttered and plugged her laptop in to charge.
She then layer on the bed and flicked on the T.V. like she would at home.