8. I Like Your Face, That’s Why I Stare
Andy blinked his eyes open, squinting at the brightness as his eyes adjusted. The lights in the hotel room were on and he could hear Avery’s voice from the bathroom. Her phone was on speaker and the boy could hear Kiera’s loud tone distantly. Andy groaned, turning his face into the pillow beside him. It still smelled like Avery and her lavender shampoo.
Avery bounced into the room and Andy blinked up at her. To his surprise, she was already dressed, her hair falling straight against her shoulders, a makeup brush in her hand. Andy glanced back at the clock, seeing it was only 8:30 in the morning.
“Why the hell are you awake so early?” he mumbled.
“I want to explore Indianapolis today,” Avery explained. “So get up and get dressed. I want to be out of here in an hour.”
She grabbed something out of her bag and disappeared around the corner again. Andy sighed, kicking the sheets off his body. He would have loved to stay in bed longer, but he knew Avery wouldn’t stand for it. She always made sure she got what she wanted. Andy found it kind of endearing.
After wrestling himself out of bed and putting on an episode of Spongebob, Andy began picking out his clothes. He took a quick shower, teasing Avery for not joining him. By the time, Andy was pulling his jeans on, Avery was ready to go. She was wearing a pair of ripped tights, black shorts, a flowy white long sleeve top, and black Uggs.
Andy slipped on his own outfit — black jeans, a cut up Social Distortion shirt, and a jacket. Avery grabbed her camera, regretting not having used it in the previous days. Back at home, she rarely put it down. However, the past few days had left her distracted and focusing on everything else but her love for photography. Avery was excited to capture the city today in photographs. Deciding to record memories of the trip, she snapped a quick picture of their messy hotel room.
They’d booked the room for two days, so they left most of their belongings in the suite and headed out towards the cool Midwestern air. Neither of them had ever been here before, the atmosphere slightly different from life on the East coast. People were friendlier and less rushed. As soon as they were walking down the street from their hotel, Andy attempted to get a cab while Avery looked up attractions on her phone.