I was totally asleep. It was 4 a.m. and I woke up with my friend and a group of strangers my age, waiting for the bus to take us to a week-long camp in Spain.

I had high expectations for this trip because I'd always dreamed of it.

While I was waiting with my friend for the bus to arrive, I looked at the people around us and noticed a guy who was really hot.

He was tall, had dark hair, eyes, and tattoos, and looked like he'd just returned from Spain, not about to leave.

When the bus arrived, we put our suitcases in the trunk and boarded the bus, taking our seats. That's when the guy disappeared from my sight and I never saw him again.

Finally, after a dozen or so hours on the bus, we were in Spain. It was evening, so the only thing we could do was unpack our things and go to the hotel for a night.

We did, and our rooms were assigned. My friend and I had our own. And just as we were about to enter the room, I noticed this guy entering the room across from us.

So we're going to be interesting acquaintances for a week. (I thought.)