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We continued talking for while, well actually I continued talking for a while. Told him about why I was in Vegas and all of that. By some strange coincedence he was actually from Huntington Beach himself. Just my luck! Now I have someone to talk to when I want to hang out and drink. Speaking of drinking I had already had quite a bit. Enough for me to make bad decisions willingly. So I did what no girl should do when they are drunk, and asked him if he wanted to go up to my room. (Note: He's a guy. I don't care what anyone says, they will say yes if they know their chances are high.) So we both went upstairs to my room. He was an attractive guy and I was a free girl. Besides, its Vegas for crying out loud.

So one thing led to another and I was pinned down on the bed of my hotel room. He started with biting my lip, which I enjoyed very much and then made his way to my neck. I couldn't take anymore so I pulled his shirt off of him and unbuttoned his pants The intensity was killing me. Can't we just skip the foreplay? I mean it's not like I'm going to marry the guy. Nothing wrong with casual sex. It's not like I'm sleeping around or anything anyways. So we did our thing and OH MY GOODNESS, he was amazing. Either that or I've been having horrible sex. He kind of held me for a little bit after, which was nice. At least he's not the guy who smashes and dashes. After we cuddled for a bit, I decided it was time for him to leave. I gave him my number and all that so we could possibly hook up when I got into Huntington. I took a shower and wanted to hurry and get to California. Vegas was fun but this was just a pitstop on my journey home. Six more hours and I will be on PCH.

On the way, I had all my windows rolled down and my music up very loud. I took in all the sights of the vast desert amongst me. To most people the desert was irritating but to me, I was thankful. Colorado was pretty at times with all the snow but there was too much snow. It just wasn't the place for me at all. even though I appreciated this desert, I'd still much rather be at the beach.

While I was driving I kept getting flashbacks of my night with Brian though. I'm not even sure why. Course he looks like a freaking god, and with all of those tattoos... Geesh, what girl wouldn't think about him. But there was something more to my thoughts. He was sweet and even though I let him grasp the golden ticket he didn't even push the issue whatsoever to begin with. I'm kind of hoping he calls me or something to hang out. Who knows maybe this could be something more then the one night stand in Vegas. Then again, maybe I'll never hear from him again. Whatever the case ends up being, I needed to get my mind off of it. I turned on my radio to see what local stations had to offer. Luckily, I found a rock station. Maybe there were new bands for me to get into.

' Up next we have Avenged Sevenfold with Bat Country ' announced the radio personality.

I've heard of Avenged Sevenfold but I never really took the time to listen to them. So I drove this highway while listening and wow they were fucking amazing sounding. Definitely a band I can really get into. And the lyrics, oh wow were they awesome. This station was playing some really good tracks. I was glad I decided to let the radio play for a bit.

Sadly, my food needs began to kick in. I love food, but I hate that I always want to eat. There really wasn't anywhere for me to stop, so I tried to not thing about the growling beast in my belly. I was only 2 hours away from my destination and was determined to get there as soon as possible. The anticipation was eating at me, I could almost smell the ocean breeze from where I was at. This is when I made the stupid decision to drive faster. You can't blame me though, well yeah you can, but you know when you're so close to home and you just want to be there already,the speed takes over you? Yeah, thats pretty much what took over me. Then an asshole in a shiny new Benz cut me off and made me swerve. California drivers. Good thing my road rage isn't horrible or else I'd probably lay out the horn on that fucker.

Finally, I was no more then 20 minutes away from my destination. I felt at ease being out here, even though I hadn't been out here for years. It was nice to be out here again. It was nice to be home. I cruised down PCH listening to some Pantera with my windows rolled down and pulled onto the pier parking lot. I got out of my car and glanced over the beach. This is where I spent so much of my days just thinking and enjoying my 'me time.' Everything still looked the same, smelt the same and felt the same. This is exactly where I needed to be.

I locked up my car, grabbed one of my towels, a bottle of wine, and went to go sit on the beach and watch the sunset. I was celebrating. Yup, this was a celebration to my new life. There wasn't many people around so I got to enjoy the sound of the waves crash against the shore. It was pure bliss to me. I took a swig out of my wine bottle and watched as the the sky began to change colors. Why anyone could leave this place is beyond me. This right here is the most beautiful thing in the world to me. I took another swig.

I watched the sun disappear into the horizon as the alcohol had fully taken control of my awareness. Maybe drinking a bottle of wine to myself on an empty stomach wasnt the best of ideas. Knowing this fact I decided maybe spending a little bit of my money on a hotel room for the night wouldn't be such a bad thing. Besides, tomorrow I can shower and set off on an adventure to job searching. I went to the closest and cheapest hotel I could find and laid down on the bed. This has been a long day but, it was worth it. Tomorrow is bound to be another long day. So I drifted off to sleep thankful for the way this night turned out to be. I was home.

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