Fasten your seatbelt (Bajancanadian fanfic)

6

I don't feel too good.

I open my eyes. Light is pouring in through the gaps in the curtains. The sunlight really does hurt my eyes.

I attempt to sit up. I regret it immediately.

I really don't feel good.

What happened last night?

I remember having mocktails. Little umbrellas. Then cocktails.

How many cocktails?

I remember dancing. Oh god, why would Jenna let me dance? Was she drunk too?

I look to my right, where her bed is. I let out a sigh of relief - she's there. Sleeping like a baby. Possibly a hungover baby. Should I wake her?

Wait, what time is it?

I find my phone underneath my pillow. I don't think my brain waves are working enough to read a watch right now.

6:46 am. Why am I awake?!

Three messages. Hmm.

One from mum. I forgot to call her yesterday. Oops. I'll read that one later. I'm more interested in the two from an unknown number.

'Text me in the morning letting me know you're alive.'

'Btw it's Mitch.'

Oh god, how bad was I last night?

'I'm alive' I reply. It takes me a few attempts to get everything right, after a little fight with autocorrect (I kept saying 'I'm Slovakia).

I pull the covers over me. Must sleep. Actually, I should get water first.

I somehow drag myself out of bed, navigate the clothes and shoes strewn across the floor, and make it to the bathroom.

I look in the mirror, and instantly regret it. Never mind. No one can see me right now.

I splash my face, take a few big gulps of water and head back to bed.

I'm just drifting off when I hear the 'bzzzz' of my phone vibrating.

'Why are you awake?' From Mitch.

Funny, I was just asking myself that same question.

'Good question'

'Feeling fresh?'

'As a daisy.'

I switch the phone off. I can't believe I'm not getting excited that Mitch is texting me, but right now all I want to be is asleep.

-----

Ahh. So comfortable. I don't think I've ever been so comfortable in my life. I want to live in this bed forever. This pillow is my new best friend.

I spend a few moments in a happy daze until I realise I have been ignoring something. I can hear Owl City - Good Time playing. My alarm.

The thing about having a song as your alarm is that you end up really detesting the song. It is NOT always a good time. It does matter when and it does matter where. I like you, Carly Rae Jepson, but please kindly shut up.

My body complains as I get up and into the shower. It hasn't forgiven me for the fifth mojito.

The water feels amazing. This is just what I needed.

I dry myself off, and get dressed.

Luckily I'd laid out what I was going to wear as soon as we arrived. Jeans, pretty vest top, cropped cardigan. I wanted to be comfortable.

I can't be bothered, nor do I have time, to dry my hair. It's almost 9:45 and breakfast ends at 10:00.

I go to wake Jenna, but to my surprise she isn't there. Did she go down without me? Nice of her. Perhaps she thought I needed sleep more than food.

She was wrong. I need NOTHING more than food.

---

The breakfast bar is bustling with people. I can't spot Jenna. I tell the waiter guy my room number, and he says she hasn't been yet. Weird. I'm a bit worried. She probably just went for a walk or something. She can't have been kidnapped since 7am this morning. Can she?

I send her a text to be safe.

'Where the heck are you?!???!'

Yep. That'll do.

I fill a bowl with fruit. The fruit bar is incredible - every kind of melon, kiwi, strawberries, blueberries... Heaven.

"You know, bacon's great for a hangover." I hear. I turn to look at Mitch. I know I look like a zombie, but I smile anyway. A smiling zombie is less scary than a scowling one. Actually, a smiling zombie would be terrifying.

"Oh. I'm vegan. No bacon. Fruit better."

Excellent. Very coherent reply.

I point at my bowl to emphasise my point. Did I de-evolve overnight? You Mitch, me Sarah. This bowl. Fruit good. See?

"Vegan? Wow." His eyes widen. He's either impressed or thinks I'm crazy. Or maybe he's impressed that I'm crazy - in awe of my mental state.

"Yup." I pop a few blueberries in my mouth. Mmm.

"Have you seen Preston?"

"What? No."

---

Turns out Preston is missing too. They haven't seen him for a couple hours.

'They' being Jerome and the other guy. Mat, I believe. In all honesty, I don't really like Mat. I'll be polite to him, but I have no interest in being friendly.

"Wonder what they're doing." Jerome says as he munches on pancakes. Now pancakes I do miss.

Wait.

"They? You think they're together?" I ask. Why would Jenna go off with Preston without telling me? She only met the guy yesterday.

It's much more sensible to get drunk with someone you just met - right?

"Well, duh. Didn't you see them last night?" Mat. I don't know why, but I get the urge to tell him to shut up.

"Um. Remind me?"

I see Mitch smile - laughing inwardly. I'm so glad my memory loss is amusing.

I learn that they were talking all night and really hit it off. The guys speculate that maybe they went ahead to MineCon without us. I doubt this, but Jenna has done far crazier things than abandon me in a hotel. In a different country. With a bunch of strangers. Who are YouTube famous.

One of which I've had a crush on for a long time.

Maybe she thinks she's doing me a favour.

Or maybe she didn't think about me at all.