A tear rolled
out of Krislynn's eyes as she watched the little Mexican boy
beside her cry as he held tightly onto a picture of his decreased
mother begging for burial money. She too was sitting along the
side of the dirty road, holding up a picture, only it was a
picture of her best friend Elizabella and her boyfriend Pedro
She watched as
tourists graced by, many of them Canadian or American from the
looks of it, and stood up when they passed the boy after
listening to his story. "I'm looking for my best friend," she
said to the small crowd in front of her, hoping that they spoke
English and would understand her. She tapped on the picture
lightly, pointing at the girl with a wild flock of brilliant red
hair and then to the tanned male beside her. "Her name is
Elizabella and she eloped with this man last Sunday. I'm not even
sure if she's in Mexico, but have any of you guys seen
Half the crowd
gave her funny looks while the other half shook their head before
moving along. Krislynn sighed in disappointment. She had been in
Mexico for four days and had done this for exactly four days
without a single clue as to where Ella might be. She had been
gunning on the fact that Pedro would have taken Ella back to
Mexico and had spontaneously purchased a ticket with the last bit
of money in her savings account to come here. What in the world
would she do if Ella wasn't here? How come she never thinks
before she acts?
A sudden laugh
brought her out of her miserable thoughts and she looked up to
see where the laughter was coming from. Frowning, she stared at
the obscenely attractive man standing in front of her who hadn't
moved along with the previous wave of tourists. He was tall like
a supermodel with chocolate colored hair that curled just
slightly at the ends. Unbelievably gorgeous-so not her
said immediately when he caught her glaring. "I just think the
situation you're in is plainly hilarious."
arms, Krislynn turned the death dial of her glare from a 2 to a
9. "How so," she asked bitterly. "I don't think it's very
"First of all,"
he said with a wide grin. "From that pasty look of your skin, you
aren't originally from Mexico."
her lower lip, feeling her temper raise through the roof. If she
had extra time, she would rather be relaxing at the resort she
was staying at, but instead she was standing on the side of the
road listening to some strange and possibly gay male bitch about
her complexion. "Surprise. Surprise," she snapped. "Pretty boy
has got a brain."
with disgust as he smirked at her, obviously taking her insult as
a compliment. "So then you know the flaw in your story, right?"
He asked. "Why would someone fly all the way to Mexico to find
her best friend on the side of the road? Even more ridiculous is
that you don't even know if she's actually here! What kind of
insane story is that?"
"Why don't you
just move along like everybody else if you haven't seen her?" She
growled back. "Why do you care if my story makes sense or not?
What?! Do I have to tell you everything? Do you need to know that
I was born in '87? That there's a heart shaped birthmark on the
left side of my butt? Please!"
out there." He lifted both his hands up to the side of his head
and spread them out, facing his palms toward her as if in
surrender. "I'm just saying. If you want to make a few quick
bucks you're going to need a more convincing and more emotional
story. That or you could parade around in a bikini. I'm sure
somebody would be desperate enough to take you home for the
clenched her fists in anger. "I hope you die," she simply said.
Quickly slipping the photo under her armpit, she grabbed the
blanket she had thrown onto the ground to sit on and started
It was getting
late now and she was only planning to spend an hour longer to
look for Ella anyways. Hopefully, she would find a clue tomorrow,
but today she was going back to the resort to enjoy
herself-unwind from meeting the douche-bag of the day. It was way
too dangerous for her to be out by herself after the sun
descends; the streets of Mexico aren't known to be
Once she was
back inside her hotel room, Krislynn striped off and took a
shower to wash off the dust and dirt all over her body. Then she
threw on a cute top and paired it with a long flowing skirt
before making her way downstairs to one of the restaurants inside
the resort to have dinner.
It was a good
thing that most Mexican resorts were all inclusive otherwise she
would have had a terrible time trying to find something to eat
from a day to day basis. All she needed to do was stay put until
she found Ella. Her best friend would no doubt save her ass and
pay for her tab provided that Krislynn finds her
loose strand of auburn brown hair behind her ear, she looked up
from her dessert menu when she heard a bunch of commotion from
the center of the restaurant. "I said no," she heard a familiar
masculine voice say. "I said no the first fifty times you asked,
why would it be different the next fifty times? God. And you even
followed me all the way to Mexico. Can't you give it a
Krislynn got up
from her seat and pretended to walk to the washroom so she could
walk by the table to see what the whole uproar was about. When
she was a couple tables away, she could make out the same curly
mop of brown hair she had seen only a few hours before and
instantly felt sympathy towards the blonde standing beside
"But you said
you'd give me a part in your movie," the girl shrieked. "I even
slept with you!"
Unless you're not only stupid, but also have amnesia, I did give
you a part in my movie," the guy retorted.
couldn't make out their facial expressions since they both had
their backs facing her, but she slowed her pace, her curiosity
getting the best of her. She was always so nosy when it came to
these things. "But one of my friends got a part in your movie and
then she got an amazing modelling contract right after," the
blonde exclaimed. "That didn't happen to me!"
"And what do
you expect me to do? I gave her the exact same thing I gave you-a
one liner. Maybe she shagged some other poor fellow in L.A and
didn't tell you about it."
wouldn't she?" The blonde whined, clacking her stiletto to the
"Well, I don't
know. Jesus! Stop bothering me already!"
back and watched Chase lose his temper and bolt to his feet.
"Would somebody get this annoying chick out of here before I file
a lawsuit?" He yelled, disturbing what was left of the restaurant
that he hadn't agitated a moment before. "I mean, holy crap, what
would it take for me to have dinner in peace? Everyone else in
here agrees with me, right?"
members quickly grabbed the blonde and dragged her out as she
dramatically screamed his name one last time in desperate attempt
for him to change his mind. "CHAAAAAAAAASSE!!!"
he had a chance to sit back down on his chair, Krislynn ran up
and hooked her ankle around the leg of the chair, pulling it away
as he sat down. He fell with a loud thud and she couldn't help
but turn around to look at him.
muttered, propping himself up with his elbows. His eyes quickly
flickered up and glared when he saw her standing there beside
Krislynn shrugged. "That one," she said, "is for women
everywhere." Laughing and feeling rather proud of herself, she
spun on her heel and began to walk away only to stop when she
heard a huge rip.
She bit down on
her lower lip, immediately hoping that whatever that 'rip' was,
it wasn't what she thought it was. "It's all a dream. It's all a
dream," she prayed as she whispered quietly to herself.
Hesitantly lifting her eyelids up, she looked down and sure
enough, her skirt was lying in a pile on the floor. Her nose
flared as she turned her head around to throw darts at the man on
the ground with her eyes, but he blocked it all off with a lazy
"You lied to
me," he said, his grey almost silver eyes glittering. "Your
birthmark is on the right side of your ass."