We spent the whole night trying to get to know each a little better. I told them that I had lied about my age and practically everything else that night. They told me hilarious stories about their freshman year of college and how they had met at the sorority on accident.
The hotel was vacant besides the three of us and we tried our best to sweet talk the person at the front desk. He let us use the heated pool for as long as we wanted and gave us early access to the breakfast closet. We ended up going to sleep closer to three in the morning.
When I woke up I went down to the lobby to find Sara and Rachel sitting around a table with bowls of cereal. "Good morning Theresa." Sara's comment caught me off guard and I had to look over at her again. Logan was the only one that said my name after every greeting.
The entire time we had been swimming and joking around, I wanted Logan to be the one in the pool with me. I wanted him to pull me under the blue water and kiss me, hold me, and just make me feel the way only he could make me feel. I wanted him to be in the bed right next to me entangled in his arms. I wanted him.
"Good morning." I replied as I grabbed an apple from the bowl of fruit.
"Did you see what happened over night?"
"Um?" I looked around the lobby searching for what they were talking about. A few seconds later my eyes caught the wall of white lining the glass doors. "No!" I exaggerated as I walked over to the glass door. The snow was as high as the middle of my thigh. "This cannot be real. This was only supposed to be a little dusting." I turned and faced them.
"The governor has called a state of emergency. The police have shut down the bridge. There is no leaving until this melts." Sara explained with a laugh.
"That could take forever." I whined looking back at the snow.
"Luckily we don't have to pay for the rooms." Rachel laughed as she brought another spoonful of cereal to her mouth. Without saying another word I sat at the small round table defeated. "They are calling this the worst blizzard to hit Maryland since 2000."
"Well, I guess this gives me more time to study for finals." I said and took another bite from my apple, more angrily than I expected.
"Our finals are next week. When do you take yours?" Rachel asked.
"They are two weeks away." I say as I take another look out the glass door. "How long do you honestly think we will be stuck here?"
"It could take a while. There is no say how long until they can get the bridge back open." Sarah said as equally defeated. As soon as she had finished speaking a knock came from the other side of the glass door making us all jump in our seats.
"Um. If that isn't creepy." Rachel said as I stood up and looked back at the table cautiously. The desk person was nowhere to be found. I walked up to the glass door and wiped away the steam with the sleeve of my sweater. A young man in an orange vest and hat stood on the other side. His eyes were the bluest I had ever seen and his dark black hair could be seen through the edges of the beanie. I tried to push the door open, but it wouldn't budge. Sara and Rachel got up from the table and came over to help.
The door budged a little, giving the man on the other side enough room to put his gloved hand through and push it open the rest of the way. He stepped in out of the snow and kicked the fallen snow back out into the large mounds outside before pushing the door closed.
"Would you like to tell us who you are?" Sara said demandingly.
"Yes, I'm sorry." He said as he pulled the scarf covering his mouth down. His English accent was charming and polite. "I'm Dan. I was supposed to be at a job down the highway, but my utility truck got stuck in the snow."
"You were really going to try and drive in this?" I asked laughing.
He smiled and took his eyes away from mine to look at the snow around his feet. "Yeah. I have a plow on the front of the truck, but once I got here the snow just got thicker. There was no way I was going to be able to walk all the way back to my place in this deep of snow."
"How old are you?" Rachel asked.
"I'm 20."
"You don't have any secret agendas to kill us do you?" Sara asked.
He smiled and shook his head. "No ma'am."
"Good because we are the traveling WWE women's group. You can try, but there would be no use." I inserted with an exaggerated smile.
"I wouldn't want to mess with the feisty three." He said as he placed his amazingly blue eyes back into mine. He pulled off his beanie and used his hand to push the black hair out of his face.
"I guess you can stay." Rachel said as we all looked at each other to see if one of us would disagree.
"Thankyou." He said as he followed us to the lobby where there were couches to siton.