Scott POV: Me and the girl I just met got into her car, that's when I realized that I didn't ever know her name. "By the way, what's your name?" I asked. "Christina, how about you?" "Scott." "Scott?" She said laughing. "What's so funny?" I asked. "Don't take this the wrong way, but Scott doesn't sound like a very cowboy like name." She said. "Did you expect my name to be John Wayne or something?" "To be honest, yes." She said and we both laughed. "So where do you live cowboy? I need to know where to go." "Just start driving and I'll tell you where to go." I said. She started up the car and we left. It wasn't long before we pulled into the hotel I was staying at. "You live in a hotel?" Christina asked. "For now I do. I just moved up here not too long ago." "Oh." She said. Then she pulled into a parking spot and turned the car off. "Well, I guess this is goodbye." She said. "You know, if you want you can come in and stay for a little bit." I said. "Sure!" She said. We walked up to my room an went inside. "Umm, nice place you got here." She said. I could tell she was being sarcastic. But right now I could care less.
