Enemy - Brady

BRADY and you have been enemies for years now. But, before you started hating each other: you were actually best friends. Until he chose another girl over you, said some hateful. . . . .disgusting things. And ever since then, you’ve hated his guts. You and Brady were both captains of your own teams. You; the cheerleaders and Brady; the basketball team. Right now, the two teams were actually going on a trip together to celebrate a big win, a win you would’ve congratulated and praised Brady about, if your two were still friends. But, you’re not.

THE hotel you would be staying at was super fancy: a five story holding with an indoor and outdoor pool and a cool rooftop hangout, where you knew you’d be spending most of your time. You guys would he staying at this hotel for a whole five weeks, five weeks with your own room, your own bathroom, a pool and a rooftop hangout! It was an absolute dream. Well, that was until your captain told you something you wanted to rip his throat out for. “Alright, team captains will be staying together in a room” he spoke, listing off other people and telling them their rooms. But, you were too focused on the first thing he said.

YOU try to suck it up, not wanting this small thing to ruin your five weeks of pure bliss. I mean, sharing a room couldn’t be that bad. You’d both have your own bed, so it’d be fine- nope, scratch that, only one bed. Great. “I call dibs” he said, quickly throwing his bags on the big as queen sized bed before smirking at you. “You’ll be fine on the floor, won’t you, princess?”