Part 17: D.C. Day: 1

                                    

                                          
Morning came and I opened my eyes. I looked over and saw Dean asleep next to me. I quietly got up and got dressed for the day. I went down to the lobby where they were serving breakfast. They had blueberry, poppy seed and chocolate muffins. I grabbed one of each then I grabbed two glasses of orange juice and headed back up to the room.
                          
I opened the door and saw Dean spread out on the bed. I smiled and put the food down on the table next to me. Then I ran and jumped on top of him. I had never seen someone jump so high before!
                          
"Good morning sunshine!" I shouted.
                          
Dean rubbed his eyes looking lost then turned to me and smiled.
                          
"I got you some breakfast." I said as I got up off the bed and walked over to grab the muffins.
                          
"Now, I want the chocolate muffin so you can have the blueberry and poppy seed muffin. Okay?" I told him.
                          
"Sounds great!" Dean said.
                          
I handed him the muffins and his glass of orange juice. He must have been really hungry, he ate those muffins so fast. I watched him as he got up and walked into the bathroom, he left the door opened. He started to take off his shirt, his stomach was tan and his abs were tight and toned. He rinsed his face with water then put on a new shirt and walked back into the room.
                          
"You're still eating?" he asked.
                          
I looked down and saw that I had barely even touched my muffin. I ripped off a chunk and shoved it into my mouth. Dean started to laugh.
                          
"Well, should we go see Washington D.C. for a little while?" he asked.
                          
I nodded my head still chewing my food. I stood up and started to follow him out the hotel room.  We walked into the lobby and the lady from the night before was at the desk. She looked over and smiled at us.
                          
"Good morning Dean. How did you and your sister sleep last night?" she asked.
                          
It bugged me that she thought I was his sister. It bugged me that she found him even attractive. I knew he wasn't mine but that didn't mean other girls could have him. He smiled at her and waved.
                          
"We slept great! Thanks for asking." He responded.
                          
He then walked to the door and opened it for me. I walked out onto the streets and looked around. There were a lot of cars and people everywhere. It was a big city. I could feel the adrenaline crawl up my legs. I was so excited to explore the city.
                          
"Where should we start?" I asked Dean.
                          
"Well, there is the National Gallery of Art we could go look at." He responded.
                          
"Perfect! Lead me to it!" I said in excitement.
                          
Dean grabbed my hand and started walking towards the bus stop. Dean's hands were different from Dillan's hands. They were cold and rough but they still gave me the butterflies. The bus arrived and we hopped in.
                          
"In three stops we will be at the National Gallery of Art." The voice on the intercom exclaimed.
                          
I looked out the window and watched the people walk down the streets. The people here were amazing to me. I loved them even though I hardly knew them. The bus finally stopped in front of the National Gallery of Art. We stood up and started to walk out of the bus. The museum was huge. It was white with large cylinders in the front of it and it had steps that led up to the entrance. We started to walk up the steps.
                          
"This place is incredible!" I said.
                          
"We haven't even been inside yet." Dean said laughing.
                          
"I know. I just know it's going to be amazing." I told him.