Just My Luck

I was quickly beginning to think that meeting Seth Greer was just quite possibly the worst thing that had ever happened to me. As soon as we had made it back to the hotel I changed right back into my pj's and crawled in the bed. Brooke had turned on the tv so I grabbed my earbuds putting on my music just loud enough to drown her out and tried my best to fall asleep.

 I couldn't get Seth out of my head and I couldn't figure out why his bodyguard went all psycho on me. Pulling the cover completely over my head I closed my eyes lost in my own thoughts."Kennedy! Kennedy Claire Rogers, I know you hear me." 

I jerked my head up pulling the covers down as I sat up. "Brooke...damn what is it, " I said pulling my one remaining earbud out of my ear and stopping my music on my phone. 

"Let's go downstairs to the Jacuzzi." 

I made a face, "really Brooke, you woke me up for that."

 She shrugged, "yes, now get your ass in the bathroom and change." 

Mumbling curse words at her under my breath I dug in my bag until I found my swimsuit and pullover. Shutting the door to the bathroom I put my swimsuit on the counter and pulled my hair down and pulled it back up in a bun. I frowned at my mint green swimsuit. I had bought it intending to be tan by summer not knowing that I would be needing it in January.

Walking out I glanced at Brooke, her purple and gold bikini made mine look boring. "Ugh, I thought you said you weren't getting that one." Brooke shrugged pulling on a black coverup, "I didn't, I went back and bought it the next day." 

I rolled my eyes, "traitor." 

She laughed, "I told you to get the other one, but no, Miss I'm going to be tan by May. I mean have you even signed up to tan yet."

 I cut my eyes at her and she shook her head, "go on I'll wait." 

I dug my flip flops out of my bag, "when I drown you in the Jacuzzi, I'm going to say you slipped and fell." 

Brooke busted out laughing, "bitch you would be lost without me. I'm your ride or die."

The Jacuzzi had been empty when we first made it down to the pool area. The only other person there was a woman and her four children. Brooke and I had just settled in when three loud obnoxious guys came and made their way in the Jacuzzi with us. Brooke scooted so close to me she might as well have been on my lap. 

"You girls just here for New Year's," the dark-haired guy in the middle asked. 

I nodded while Brooke ignored them. The guy to his right arched his brow at us, "why don't you girls come to our room and party."

 Brooke found her voice, "and what makes you think we would want to party with ya'll." 

The guy in the middle looked at Brooke, "just figured you girls might be lonely and..."

 Brooke laughed, "dude you have it all wrong," she wrapped her arm around me, "this is my bitch, she isn't interested in what you boys have to offer."

I could feel my entire face turn red and I had to bite my lip to not bust out laughing as the guys looked at us crazy before getting up and walking over to the pool. "What douches," Brooke said laughing." 

I laughed stretching my legs out. "so I'm your bitch huh." 

Brooke splashed water at me, "you know the rule when weird guys hit on us." 

I leaned my head back, "yeah I know. I mean how lame, you wanna go to our room and party?" 

More and more people started to filter their way downstairs so we decided it was time to get out and order some room service. I had just gotten out and was walking to the chair I laid my towel in when I slipped in a puddle of water and fell hard on my knee. Brooke gasped as I quickly jerked my way back up trying to ignore the pain. I just wanted to get away from all the eyes that were suddenly all on me.

In the elevator, I pressed my towel on my skinned knee, "I swear I should never have left my bed today, it has been horrible." 

Brooke shook her head, "whatever girl, you need to get on Twitter or Instagram, tag Seth and let him know what his bitch ass bodyguard did to your shit." 

I shook my head exited the elevator limping, "Nah, not happening, I mean like he even reads the shit." 

Brooke opened the door to our room, "you never know and I'm guessing he has no clue what his bodyguard has been up to."

The next morning we woke up late barely making our flight. Here I am having to run through the airport with a knee that felt like it was on fire. I'm sure we were a sight to be seen. We had made it to our gate just seconds before they shut the door. Finding our seat wasn't that hard since almost every other single seat was taken. Sinking down into my seat I sighed leaning my head back, "omg I swear. How did both of us sleep through our alarms." 

Brooke shook her head, "I have no clue, hell as many Tylenol's as you popped last night I'm surprised your ass woke up this morning." 

I grinned, "shut up my knee really hurts, you know I'm a big baby."

Our flight was only supposed to take four hours max but the weather was so bad in Dallas they had our plane land in Little Rock until it was clear. By the time we had landed in Dallas our flight had turned into a 7-hour mess. It was already 4 and it would take us a good three hours to get home. Brooke was unusually quiet and I knew she was worn out from all the drama from our flight. One of her bags had somehow ended up on the wrong plane and she had to fill out a form just to get her bags back in 4 to 6 weeks. Thankfully she didn't have anything important in it, but still, she was pissed.

Seeing my expedition sitting in the parking garage was the best thing I had seen yet. "My baby, momma is home." 

Brooke frowned, "I think I'm calling in sick tomorrow." 

I nodded in agreement, "yeah this shit is for the birds." I had hoped Brooke would talk and make the time go by but before we were barely out of Dallas she was asleep. I shrugged turning the music up, the rain had yet to slack up and it was taking everything in me just to see the stripes in the road.

I pulled up to our duplex a quarter after 8, the rain was still pouring and I was beginning to think God was trying to drown Texas. I mean damn the rain had our front yard looking like a pool. Grabbing my bag I decided the rest could stay in the car until tomorrow and we both hurried to the front door. "Oh my God look at your package." I shook my head feeling sick to my stomach, the delivery guy had left my box on the front porch, not on the bench beside the front porch where it would at least be halfway safe but on the porch.

 Brooke grabbed her phone. "we need to take a picture and let them know this is how we found it, hopefully, it's sealed or at least in some plastic that kept the rain out. Reaching down to pick the box up it started falling apart in her hands, not a good sign.

Throwing my bags on the kitchen tablet Brooke handed me the package and I pulled the cardboard slip my phone was in, it was soaking wet. "Fucking idiot, I swear. I mean who do I even call the insurance company or the delivery service." Brooke shrugged, "I don't even know K." Walking to my room I sat on my bed as I called the insurance company letting them know what had happened. The girl had been nice and all but I would have to fill out damage on arrival claim and then wait up to 6 weeks for an answer or pay another deductible, I was pissed.

Grabbing my Ipad I turned it on seeing that all of my pictures from New York had Synced with it. Taking Brooke's advice I went on both Twitter and Instagram posting a picture of Seth and I posted "got to meet Seth Greer, unfortunately, his bodyguard broke my phone and the stupid Fed Ex guy drowned my replacement. So looks like I'm phoneless." I started not to post it but Brooke had come in the room as I was debating and had tagged Seth on both before posting. "

"Like he ever reads his shit anyways, " I said as I stood up. Brooke shrugged, "oh he will see it, I doubt his fine ass responds though." 

I shrugged, I don't have time for this, I'm about to take a shower and go to sleep."

 Brooke nodded heading to the door, "sounds like a good idea, see you in the morning." I headed to the bathroom ready for today to be over, I mean something had to start going right for me...right?