Page 74 of The Suite Life
‘I can’t think of any other reason,’ Donnie replies. ‘I guess, if you don’t bring him to the wedding, she could show people?’
‘Yeah, to try to make me look bad.’ I sigh. Why is she like this?
‘Quick, take a screenshot,’ Donnie insists.
I do, quickly, before she can realise her mistake.
‘What are you going to do?’ he asks.
‘I’m going to show Lucy,’ I tell him. ‘Not right now, but later, when it’s quiet, and I can get her alone. I don’t want to stress her out or anything, but I can tell her it’s nothing, and that Sunshineis being crazy – maybe she can talk to Rick, and he can talk to Nathan, and then Nathan can ask her to chill.’
‘Good thinking,’ Donnie replies, offering a reassuring smile.
God, this is the last thing I need right now. And I can’t believe this lot are here, on board with us, and that Sunshine is causing trouble already.
‘Come on, it will be fine, we’ll find a way to have fun,’ he assures me, reading my mind. ‘Plus, there are so many other rooms here, we can always go and find our own space to be alone – well, you know what I mean, just to drink mai tais and chill.’
‘I know what you mean,’ I reply, grateful for his understanding.
Spending time alone with Donnie is what I really want, if I’m being truthful, but that’s a thought for later. Right now, I’m in shark-infested waters, I need to keep my wits about me. Sunshine is clearly up to something. Here’s hoping I can nip it in the bud, before it gets out of hand.
35
After a big meal – of, genuinely, whatever anyone wanted – we’re spread out around the yacht, which suits me just fine – it means there is plenty of room to breathe (and to avoid people).
I have, however, managed to lose my phone, in a move that is just so unbelievably me.
Donnie’s phone isn’t compatible with mine, so I can’t use his to locate it, but I can probably use Lucy’s. There’s no way she hasn’t brought her phone. If not, God, I might even have to ask Sunshine if I can use hers – I would probably rather just buy a new one than ask her for a favour.
‘Lucy, can I borrow your phone to try to track mine, please?’ I ask. ‘I’ve managed to lose it.’
‘Of course you have,’ she says with a laugh. ‘Here, take it – it is dead, though. Reckon they’ve got a charger on board?’
‘They have live lobsters and a machine that dries you when you get out of the shower – if they don’t have a charger, I’ll be shocked,’ I joke.
‘Gigi, do you and Donnie fancy playing a game?’ Mum calls out. ‘They’ve got Monopoly, Cluedo – everything.’
‘Sounds good,’ I agree. ‘I just need to find a charger but see who else wants to play and find us a space.’
‘Okay,’ she calls back.
Ron, of course, has a charger for an iPhone, so Donnie and I take a seat in a small lounge, as we wait for it to fire up.
‘What if I dropped it in the ocean?’ I wonder out loud.
‘I doubt it,’ Donnie replies. ‘You haven’t been near enough to the edge.’
‘True,’ I reply. ‘Unless… wait a minute… do you think InTheMo sends notifications when you screenshot? Sunshine might have nabbed my phone to erase that screenshot I took. You said it yourself, she probably posted it by accident, she was probably saving it for leverage.’
Donnie looks sceptical.
‘Stealing a phone, though,’ he says. ‘That seems a bit much, even for Sunshine, don’t you think?’
‘Well, let’s wait for this phone to come back to life, and we’ll have our answers,’ I say.
I’m sure I’m right, though.
After what feels like an age, Lucy’s phone fires up and I log in to locate my phone.
