Derrick: So true. As bad as this sounds it’s karma.
Sienna: I’m looking forward.
Derrick: You have so much to look forward to, especially one pierced rock star dick.
Sienna: Derrick!
Derrick: What? It’s the truth.
Sienna: I know and it’s so good.
Derrick: Bitch.
Sienna: Who never came home last night?
Derrick: It was a weird night.
Sienna: Do tell … you went home with that hot rugby guy, didn’t you?
Derrick: Yes.
Sienna: And?
Derrick: Hot as hell. But then I went to Chance’s room and spent the night with him.
Sienna: Derrick! Chance?
Derrick: Don’t you dare judge me.
Sienna: I’m not. I thought he took home some girl.
Derrick: Well, she wasn’t there when he invited me over.
Sienna: And?
Derrick: Nothing. He is firmly in the closet. He isn’t coming out anytime soon. It’s just a little bit of fun.
Sienna: Hey. I’ve made it back to the hotel.
Derrick: Go jump that man and call me later.
Sienna: Will do. Love you.
Derrick: Love you too.
There’s a loud knock on my door, then another and another.
“Hold your horses, I’m coming,” I yell, jumping out of bed and grabbing a pair of shorts. When I open it, I see Vanessa standing there looking pale.
“We need to talk,” she says seriously. I open the door, and she storms in just as the door across from me opens, it’s Charlotte.I can’t shut the door now that she’s seen me.
“Morning, Derrick.” She smiles, walking over to me. “How are you?”
She asks as the sound of people arguing echoes down the hall from Evan and Sienna’s room. No way. There’s no way those two are arguing. Charlotte and I stare at each other in shock as Vanessa rushes back toward me.
“Fuck,” Vanessa curses.
What is going on?
