Carrier Bags

This is just the first little bit of a story I wrote. I want your honest opinion. Thanks! ~~~~~~ I grabbed my bag off the luggage carrier. This was my first cruise! I had turned 15 on Thursday, and this was my present. I was super excited. We had never really had enough money to do this kind of stuff before. We weren’t poor, but we weren’t rich, either. We were on the upper end of the middle class. But my dad said we were “on our way to rich.” My mom, a lawyer, had recently closed a case in which she made a lot of money. A few months before that, my dad had struck it big when the stock prices rose. I pulled up the handle on my luggage bag and began rolling it down the hallway. “221...” I muttered to myself, looking for our room. My parents were being slow getting their luggage, and I just simply couldn’t wait any longer. When I came upon room 221, I put the card key in the reader and the door clicked. I turned the handle and opened the door. The room was beautiful! Tight, but beautiful. There was a small closet in the foyer. Past that, there was a queen size bed pushed up against the wall. At the foot of the bed and to the left, there was a television in the corner. At the head of the bed, there was a large mirror. Underneath the bed were drawers. To the left of the bed was a small vanity with another mirror. In the next room over was a pale green sofa. Next the sofa were large glass double doors that peeked out onto the balcony. Across the room from the sofa was a door that led to the bathroom. I guessed that my parents would be getting the bed and I would wind up on the sofa. I walked over to the sofa and plopped my bag down. I opened the curtains to the glass door to let some light in. It was beautiful! I walked out onto he balcony. There was a large blue pool on the deck, which I could see from my room. Surrounding the pool were many chairs, tables, and umbrellas. I breathed in a breath of the salty sea breeze. A light breeze blew my hair back from my face. I heard my parents finally come in the room. I walked back inside. “Isn’t it just beautiful!” I exclaimed. “It’s cramped!” My mother sighed. I frowned. “I like it…” “Well, it’s your birthday present, dear, so as long as you like it, everything’s fine.” My father smiled as he gave me a big hug and kissed my forehead. I smiled and hugged him back. “Thank you!” My parents put their bags on the bed. “So who’s sleeping where?” My dad asked. “You mean I get to pick?” I gasped, mock sarcasm laid thickly in my tone. My father laughed. “No, but I thought I’d let you try anyway.” I stuck my tongue out at him playfully. I went back over to what was now my room and grabbed my bag. I took it over to the small armoire and began putting my clothes in it and my shoes underneath it. After everything was put away, I decided to go for a swim. I grabbed my bathing suit and went into the bathroom to change. I was wearing a purple plaid halter top bikini. I put my green shorts and a t-shirt for the walk down to the pool. I was about to sneak out when my dad caught me. “Sunscreen!” He reminded me and tossed me a bottle. I hated that stuff. It made your skin all shiny and icky. I knew he wasn’t going to let me leave until I put it on, so I went out onto the balcony and sprayed it on. I went back inside and tossed the bottle of sunscreen on the bed and darted out the door with my towel. I took the elevator downstairs. The lobby was really beautiful. There were spiraling staircases going all the way to the top of the ship. There were several fancy chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. I wasn’t sure which way to go for the pool. I went over to the desk where we had checked in at. No one was at the desk. “Excuse me!” I said politely. “What?” An apparently grumpy old lady came out from the room behind the desk. “Where’s the pool?” “Right out that door and to the left.” She pointed towards a door to the left of me. “Thank you!” I said, walking towards the door. “Mhmm.” The lady said, turning back to the room she had come from. “God she was grumpy.” I muttered. The pool was approximately 9 feet deep in the deepest part. There were about one hundred people crowded in and around the pool. I took off my shirt and shorts. I laid down on one of the white reclining chairs, trying to get a tan. I was Irish, so I was extremely pale. It was really hard for me to get a tan, because it takes a few days for me to get dark, because I burn so easily. I could feel the sun burning my skin even though I was wearing sunscreen. My stomach was starting to hurt because I was so hungry. I sighed. I had only been out here for like fifteen minutes. I stood up and grabbed my towel and clothes. I quickly spun around to go inside. I ran into a lifeguard. “Sorry!” I exclaimed, looking up at him. “No problem.” He said. He smiled at me and flipped his brown hair out of his green eyes. I pulled my e ooh, sorry ! it cut off some of it :( ~~~~~~~~ “Sorry!” I exclaimed, looking up at him. “No problem.” He said. He smiled at me and flipped his brown hair out of his green eyes. I pulled my eyes away from him. I walked away quickly. After a few feet, I glanced back. He was watching me, but quickly turned away after I saw him. I walked faster, certain that he was still watching me. I hopped in the elevator and rode it up to my floor. I walked in my room. My mom had a nice dress on, and my father had a fancy tie on. “Where are you two going?” I asked. “Dinner!” My dad said, ecstatic. “Perfect!” I replied. I quickly changed into my white halter top dress, then went into the bathroom and let my hair down. I put on a bit of makeup, as this was apparently a formal dinner, then went back into the other room. “Ready?” my mother asked. I smiled. “Yep!” When we got to the dining hall, we were led to a table near a large window which overlooked the water. The view was stunning. The sun was just starting to set over the water, and there were dolphins jumping playfully out of the water. I was so entranced by the view that I was startled when our waiter arrived. “Good evening, I’m Wesley. How are you all?” He asked. He was gorgeous. He had light blond hair that came down to his eyebrows. He had the most beautiful blue eyes. He looked to be just a few inches taller than me, and maybe a year older. “Good.” My parents replied in unison. I didn’t say anything. “Amber, how was you evening?” My mother prompted. I stuttered, trying to get the words out. “I-It.. It was good.” ‘Oh, God,’ I thought ‘I sounded like an idiot!’ Wesley smiled at me. I blushed and pretended to look at the menu. “What would you all like to drink?” Wesley asked politely. Both of my parents ordered some kind of drink whose name I didn’t catch; I just assumed it was an alcoholic beverage. I just got a water. Wesley smiled and left to go get out drinks. I looked out the window again. Just in the five minutes I had looked away, it had already gotten a bit darker outside. The sky was a million different shades of red, bordered by purple clouds. A few moments later I looked over to see Wesley exiting the kitchen with our drinks. He made his way over to our table. He handed my mom and dad their drinks, then got my water off the tray he was carrying and leaned over to hand it to me. Something happened; maybe he tripped, maybe his shirt got caught on something, but the glass tipped and water spilled all over me. ~~~~~~~~~~ that's all im going to post here for now. sorry about the messy formatting, some if it got lost when i copied it over ):