Snippet #1873120

Hearing Carmine's question she gasp and places one of her hands to her heart. "What me? Do that please I would never do something so bitc-ok maybe a little but I want to make him jealous just a tiny bit. Beside he wouldn't care even if we did,I mean shit if I had a nickle for every girl I seen him flirt with. I could buy this island." She saids moving Carmine's arm of her shoulder,she never really liked anyone touching her. "And yes,I grew my hair out,how you noticed I don't know but yes I did."She saids rolling her eyes as they finally get to the hotel. As the cool air hits her it makes her relax. "I'm going to get my room key,I'll see you later." She saids waving to her friend walking to the front desk.

When the recpionist asks for her name. "Isabelle Choi." She answers fixing her grip on the bags. Getting handed the key,she smiles. "Thank you." She adds walking to the elevator. She tap her foot listen to the elevator music and it bores her so she gets out her ipod touch. She keeps puts both in wanting to get that stupid tune out of her head. Walking to her room she looks at every few pictures they have hanging on the wall until she sees her room Room 98. Here we are. I can't wait to dump these bags and just go relax on the beach. She tells herself opening the door on her second try. She opens the door and shuts it behind her throwing her bags on the queen size bed.

Turning the volume up on her ipod she heads to the bathroom to fixes her hair which has been bugging her all freaking day. "Finally,I can get my brush out." She saids to herself walking to her yankees bag and unzipping one of the sides grabbing her white brush. "Here we are" She adds walking back to the restroom brushing her bangs and brushing a few tangles out her hair before sliding her hat back on. She loved that hat almost as much as monster....almost. Walking tyo the bed she grabs her labtop and portable plug in microphone remembering she had a huge project due the next day in class and she really wamted the points. She pulgs the microphone and grabs her navy (Her favorite color) dr.dres out her bag plugging them in as well. She starts to sound track to one of her favorite song,I fight for you by Morgan Page. She clears her throat and starts to sing the frist line niot being aware of anything but her singing the lyrics and her tapping her fingers to the beat.


Song:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JLy_8VA6IOI&feature=endscreen&NR=1