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With an excited squeal, Lila ran to the nearby lockers to safely tuck away her belongings, waited for the other girls to do so too before taking off her cover-up and running to the stairs that led to the water slide. She took turns to ride in all of them, giggling happily with her hands in the air every time she went down each slide. So far this trip was going very well, and she was having so much fun! Fun was welcome when you were a Chemistry major like her that, apart from her difficult classes, did 20 hours of undergraduate research weekly. If this was a sign of how the rest of her vacation would go, then it was certainly going to be one of her best ones ever (not [i]the[/i] first one, though. That time she went to Iceland and saw the Aurora Borealis was totally in first place.)

After getting tired of going up and down the slides, Lila and the girls had been splashing away, playfully having a water fight when a drunk guy staggered in their direction. Lila had her back to him, so she didn't notice this until she heard a familiar voice shout out: [i]"Hey Ladies! There's no way you're going to believe this but... You guys all look like some people I used to know!"[/i]

Delilah's blood began to boil when she instantly recognized the voice, and face had changed from happy to disbelieving to annoyed to downright furious in record time. What were the odds that out of all the people in the world she could've bumped into on this cruise, it had to be the man who'd happen to almost run over her? Apparently, the ones that weren't in her favor.

The guy didn't stop there. He had started laughing like a complete idiot and continued to shout: [i]"I mean could you imagine how awkward that would be! Especially with the threats I got from her dad!"[/i]

At that, Lila finally mustered the strength to turn around and face her fears, and she was upset to see that her prayers of this being just some sick joke were unanswered. With the anger she was feeling, all the she managed to say to him was:[color=ec008c] "He should've send you to jail, you lucky bastard."[/color]

The guy apparently found her threat amusing, because he started laughing a lot harder. She saw his eyes fall onto the tattoo on her left wrist, and nearly laughed as she watched how the realization of who he was talking to dawned on him and his laughter slowly faded. [i]"Well... son of a fuck."[/i] he finally said.

Delilah turned to the girls and motioned them to come over. [color=ec008c]"Well, look who it is... Girls, meet the one and only Hunter Monroe!"[/color] she said in her coldest, most sarcastic voice, giving him a once over. At least once a day, she asked herself what drug had she been on when she decided to give Hunter a chance. The guy was an alcoholic, reckless to the core; a complete opposite to Delilah's careful, meticulous and perfectionist personality. She blamed it on those stupid tutoring sessions she had to give him. After having a small identity crisis, Lila's college therapist had suggested she distract herself with something that kept her mind occupied. Knowing she was good at math, Wendy offered to find her a spot on the tutoring group, and Hunter happened to be her assigned student. It was probably those few hours spent together everyday that, after around a month, they had decided to date. Of course, that [i]obviously[/i] didn't end well...

[color=ec008c]"Judging from your signature pink cheeks, I assume you've already started on your booze-filled journey. But, hey, at least everyone in this cruise is safe from you hitting them with your car because you're too fucking intoxicated to realize you had the leaver in Drive instead of Reverse, right?"[/color] Lila raised her left forearm and pointed to a scar in her wrist that she'd tried to cover up with her star tattoos.