Chapter Seven

Lindsey walked back to her villa and shut the door. The camera man was standing there. "Ma'am you need to go into the diary room and tape your reactions to the date and how you liked it." he said.

"Fine." Lindsey said and walked down the hallway to a small room. She shut the door and sat down in a chair and pushed a button. A red light came on and she smiled.

"Well, I had the best time ever on my date with Connor today! Thanks America for putting me with him!" she said with a briht smile. "I cant wait until my next date!"

Lindsey stood and turned off the camera and walked out of the room and backed down the hallway.

She went to her room and changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top and grabbed the scooter keys. She went out onto the porch and hopped onto her scooter and sped off towards the main villa.

She walked into the open bar area and sat down. "Straight whiskey." she said to the bartender.

He set a shot glass of whiskey in front of her and she downed it quickly. He re-filled it and she slammed it again.

"You might as well leave the bottle." she said.

The bartender didnt reply but just set the bottle beside the glass. After pouring it she looked at it and began taking swigs out of the bottle.

"You dont look like the drinking type." a voice said.

"Yea well, Im full of surprises." she replied bitterly.

"No need to be hostile or anything." the voice replied.

Lindsey turned and looked up at the person talking. "Kayla, go on a date with a dumb jock, and tell me how you feel."

Kayla hopped onto the stool besid me and ordered a martini. "Its not that bad Lindsey. I dont understand why you are making it so hard on yourself."

"I hate this. I want to leave." she replied.

"Oh please, you havent even given it a chance. You are too busy condeming everything going on around you to even open up your eyes and have fun at least."

Lindsey sipped at the whiskey again before Kayla yanked it away from her. "Get over you bad ass image and have fun damn it."

"Give that back." Lindsey said and reached for the bottle.

"Not until you promise me that you will have fun, and not push any more of your dates off boats." she said.

"Fine." Lindsey sighed and grabbed the bottle.

A while later Lindsey was drunk. She was still sitting at the bar, the empty whiskey bottle beside her.

"Wow." Steven said sitting down beside her.

Lindsey recognized his voice and laughed. "Kick me off."

"No, we cant do that, you're America's favorite." he replied, a smile on his face.

"Shit." Lindsey said and picked her head up off the bar. "Im going to sleep."

She went to stand and her legs gave way sending her flying into Steven.

He grabbed her and she looked up and him and smilede before passing out. He laughed and picked her up. He saw cameras heading his way and quickly exited the bar.

He felt bad for her, this must be a low point for her he thought. He didnt want to take her back to her villa because the cameramen would never leave her. So he did the first thing that popped into his head. He took her back to his villa.

He got about mid way there and she started moving. Her eyes opened and she saw him. "Steven?" she asked.

"Yea?" he replied, still walking.

"Hmmmm." she sighed and wrapped her arms sround his neck. "I am going to kiss you now." she said and kissed him.

Steven stopped and nearly dropped her.