"Oh my Gosh, will you please stop making faces at that baby and help me before Carly probably shows up?" Bentley said annoyed. It was the third time she had said it! Bentley's parents had decided she had her birthday party at a fancy hotel, her dad apparently knows the owner, so they got a discount.
Me, Carly and a few other girls were invited to spend the night at the hotel. Ordering room service and getting a manicure, her birthday was a few more days but she asked me to come early and set up a bunch of decoration in the room they had reserved. Ballons, and streamers! That kind of crap. We were hanging stuff up when a woman with a baby girl walked by.
Obviously, I had to go see the little princess. Who can really resist a baby? "Sorry Bentley." I laughed and went back to what I was doi
