The next morning, it was raining, and the grayness outside reflected Amber’s mood. Last night was the most odd turn of events that she had ever experienced. When she woke up that morning, Joey’s arms were still around her. He had been so patient last night, and so sweet and caring. She was glad he had been over, after all. As she started to make some breakfast, Joey stumbled in the kitchen. He was still half- asleep, and you could easily tell from the way he was veering sideways. Amber couldn’t help it; she had to laugh at him.
“Oh, you shut up”, he growled. “You know very well you are the reason I didn’t get enough sleep last night.” “Yeah, I kind of figured that. But thank you for being so understanding.” She answered. “No problem,” he replied quietly. What time is it?” he asked, changing the subject. “About 10:30.” Came the response. “Oh shit.” Joey said running to the bathroom.
“What’s wrong?” she asked confused. “The plane leaves at noon!” He yelled, through the door. “No, it doesn’t. The plane leaves at 2.” She responded. “Maybe, but our jet leaves at noon.” He answered.
“WHA-AT?” Amber screamed. “It’s one of the benefits of being famous.” He explained coming out of the bathroom. “You can buy or do anything that your heart desires. Now, hurry up and get ready. We haven’t got any time to lose.” He said, getting punched in the shoulder by Amber before she walked in the bathroom herself.”