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    I’ll Keep Holding On – (Chapter: 3- Burning up)

    Day One – November 18, 2004 (cont’d)

     

    Spencer had left her table on the pool deck and then gone to explore the lower decks. After wandering around for about fifteen minutes she decided to get a map of the boat, just to make it a little easier and not have to walk around lost like an idiot.

    She walked from the front of the ship to the back on both the second and the third deck, checking out all of the different places along the way. There were two large restaurants, about twenty bars, a humongous casino, a night club called Medusa’s Lair, a large foyer in the middle of the ship which was two stories tall, a shopping area with a handful of different stores, something called Firebird Lounge, and finally the hallway where she was sitting now.

    The hallway led up to the arcade and was apparently forest themed. The walls had fake trees made from plastic as part of the actual walls, small tables and chairs, large porthole style windows, and bench style seats that were cut into the wall in little alcoves all along the hall. If you sat back far enough somebody walking by wouldn’t even see you until they were right next to you.

    The hall was empty and Spencer figured it was a nice little place she could relax by herself. She was sitting in one of the metal chairs next to a table and one of the porthole windows, sipping on a coke and thinking to herself about nothing of importance.

    A few people walked by every now and then, not paying much attention to the blonde which was just fine with her.

    Just as Spencer was finishing her coke she heard two young female voices laughing and talking and starting to come down the hallway from behind her. Spencer just kept looking ahead, having a feeling that she knew who the approaching voices were coming from.

    Sure enough the same two girls from the pool deck came walking past her. As they passed next to her table Spencer gazed up at the brunettes, making eye conact with the curly-haired girl.

    In that split second that their eyes met Spencer did something that suprised not only the girl but herself as well. Yes, she gave her "the look." That certain look you give someone to show them that you like what you see….

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