Dirty Las Vegas

You woke up from the light pouring out of the huge window. Where were you? ...Oh yeah...Vegas... The extensive car ride had rendered you exhausted. As soon as you had gotten there you collapsed on the bed. Next to you laid Bryan. He was so boyishly cute with his shaggy, light brown, hair, slight tan, and football muscles...too bad he had his shirt on. You had always had a crush on him but, you were just friends. A hot breeze hit your neck breaking your focus. 'Kyle!' You thought as you rolled over to find his sexy head buried in the pillow. He was the most per.verted guy in school. But, it wasn't his fault... girls literally threw themselves at him. He had dark brown hair which he spiked up but it was usually matted down from the pillow action. Your thoughts whirled around in your head as you fell asleep.
You arr awakened by your tingling lips. You catch a glimpse of dark hair moving away from you.
"Is she awake?!" Bryan shouts. You hear him and Kyle both laugh.
"I am now!" You say, throwing a pillow at them.
"Ooo! Woah!" they say mock-scared.
"Damn right 'woah'! What time is it?" You say sitting up.
"6. We slept all day" Kyle says, eyeing your white cami, "What do you wanna do?"
"There's a club downstairs!" Bryan shouts from the floor, where he was rummaging through his suitcase.
"Let's go!" You decide.