Locked in Disney World

Chapter 3 °o°

I put on some white shorts, with my dark blue long-sleeved Disneyland shirt, and my white converse. Then, I put my thick black hair in a side Dutch braid.

“Gosh, I feel slutty.” I hear Tara say from the bedroom.

I look at myself in the bathroom mirror, then reply.

“I mean, your outfit you picked out doesn’t pass me as slutty.” I shout to her whilst putting on my silver heart locket.

Brandon gave it to me on our one-year anniversary, it was a picture of us on our first date.

And I take such good care of it, that it still looks brand new.

“Well with my choker it does.” She yells back.

 I then walk out of the bathroom, turning off the light and walk towards my best friend who is looking at herself in the wall mirror.

“I don’t see any problem with it.” I explained whilst looking at her outfit.

It’s dark denim shorts, with a black Mickey mouse tank top, and white vans, with a black foiled choker, and her brunette hair in a side Dutch braid as well.

“You think so?” She asks me whilst turning around in front of the mirror.

“Yeah I do, come on, we need to eat breakfast with your dad and Victoria, outside by the pool.” I tell her.

Making Tara groan.

****………****

“Ah there’s my daughter.” I hear Tara’s dad say.

We walked up to their table and sit down next to each other; Tara’s dad is giving Tara a smile whilst Victoria is taking selfies off her phone.

“So, Victoria and I are going to Hollywood Studios today, then tomorrow we’re going to Epcot.” Tara’s dad explains to the two of us.

This made Tara look up from her menu.

“But dad, we were all supposed to go to Disney Springs tomorrow, you know go shopping and then have lunch and dinner there.” Tara says with a hint of disappointment.

He gives her a frown and before he can say anything, our waitress came up to us.

“Good morning you guys, what would you want to start off with?” She asks all of us.

“I’ll have a mimosa.” Victoria says giving the waitress a fake smile.

The waitress did not pay any attention and wrote it down.

“Me and Tara will have some chocolate milk.” I explain looking at the waitress.

I know what Tara likes, so whilst she is staring daggers at her dad, I guess I would be the one to order for her.

“I’ll have a mimosa too.” Tara’s dad says breaking eye contact from Tara.

After the waitress left, with our food and drink order, Tara starts to pout like a little five-year old.

“I’m sorry Tara, Victoria got jealous that you two are going to Epcot so I told her we can go the next day, I’m sorry I forgot to tell you.” Tara’s dad explains giving her a frown.

“Xander baby, don’t let her make you sad, you’re doing it for me.” Victoria tells him whilst rubbing her arm.

Making me roll my eyes.

The waitress came back with our drinks and food.

“Two orders of chocolate chip pancakes, with two sausage links and a hash brown for the girls.” The waitress says while handing us our food.

“And two orders of eggs sunny-side up, one with two sausage links, and the other with bacon, with a side of grits.” She says handing them their food.

“Enjoy everyone.” She explains while walking away.

Damn, don’t leave me alone with this awkward family moment.

“Seriously Tara, you need to not stress your dad out.” Victoria says.

“Why? Wouldn’t that benefit you? I read men can get sexually frustrated more easily when they are stressed.” Tara explains whilst filling her mouth with some pancakes.

Making Victoria glare at her.

“That’s not very attractive.” Victoria says while putting a sausage link in her mouth.

“Oh Victoria, just put the whole thing in your mouth, we all know you are good at that.” Tara explains while taking a sip of her milk.

That’s my freaking best friend.

Like you go b***h.

“ENOUGH! YOU TWO NEED TO GROW UP!” Tara’s dad yells.

Making them both shut up.

This will be a long breakfast.

*****……..*****

Tara and I walk inside our hotel room, exhausted.

“Gosh, I am so tired, but at least we look super good in our pictures.” Tara says whilst plugging her phone in the charger.

“Amen to that.” I laugh whilst taking my braid out.

“Hey, so let’s order room service for dinner, I don’t want to deal with Victoria and my father.” Tara says grabbing the menu.

“Oh okay, I’m going to go take a shower.” I tell her after I grab my pajamas for the night from my suitcase.

“Alright, what do you want me to order for you?” She asks me while looking through the menu.

I think for a moment.

Then she walks up to me with the menu, and I look at it then find what I like.

“Just that chicken tender and fries with a Budweiser.” I explained.

Gosh, I love beer.

“Alright, I’ll have the same thing, let me ring it up.” She says closing the menu book.

****……***

While we were watching Disney’s Tarzan and eating our dinner, we heard a knock at our door.

Making Tara pause the movie and get up from our table and towards the door.

“Great, what do you want?” Tara asks her dad.

He awkwardly stands there at the door with a very unhappy Victoria.

“Look, I know you were not happy with me this morning, and you treated Victoria poorly, but you could at least have eaten dinner with us.” Her dad says.

“Well it’s not my fault for being upset, I was looking forward to going to Disney Springs with you.” She tells her dad.

“Yes, I understand, but give me a heads-up next time.” He tells her, then walks away with a giggly Victoria.

Making Tara roll her eyes and slam the door shut and made her way back to the table.

She sat down and un paused the movie.

“I’m getting real sick of that bitch.” She grumbled whilst starting to chug her glass of red wine.

She ended up ordering red wine, because she’s a wine freak.

“Well, tomorrow we are going to shop till we drop.” I explained to her.

“Yeah, can we miss breakfast? I want to sleep in.” She asks me.

“Of course.” I tell her.

We then continue to eat our dinner.