I was awoken by the jolt of the airplane landing. The gray gloomy skies of Hong Kong lay outside my small window I was using as a pillow. There was a ping noise and the passengers started to get up. We filed out and those in my class grouped up outside the gate. We were on our senior trip, and just got off our 12 hour flight from Chicago with a layover in L.A. that left at noon. We were groggy and anxious to get to our hotel, as we were suffering from jetlag. Nevertheless, we had to follow our teachers and behave as we 'represented the school'.

We arrived at the hotel lobby and the chaperones began to pair us up. "Aaron," she called my name, "and Jayden, you will be in room 966." All I could think of was how lucky I was to get paired with him, Jayden Andrews, the hottest guy at our school in my eyes. He had black hair and tan skin, which were offset by his green brown eyes. He had the most distinguished look to him and I couldn't stop staring at him. He always dressed so nice, and looked so delicate, but not in a bad way. He wasn't one of those mindless jocks, but was an intellectual caring person, which made me love him all the more.

After I was finished gawking at him, I picked up my luggage and key and we headed to our room. I tried to make small talk with him on the elevator ride to the 9th floor, but we were never really friends so it was difficult. Another factor was I was never really good with connecting with the same sex, odd enough. I have many girls that are friends, which is really how I know Jayden as they are his friends too. I was determined to connect with him since we were to be sharing a room together for a week and a half.

We got to talking about politics, and I found out he felt just as I did. We were both liberals with fitting views on abortion and the environment. He made a point to mention his disgust on how gay people are treated. This really intrigued me and I agreed with him. By this time we had made it to our room, a decent sized room with two twin beds a couple of inches apart. The conversation then began to flow more freely. After a while we were left in silence. I felt like I totally knew Jayden and did for years. He felt the same way and just smiled at me. We were then interrupted by the phone ringing. It was one of the parents instructing us to go to dinner in the lobby. We ate a great meal and soon retired to our room.

"I think I am going to go to bed." I informed him.

"Yeah, me too. I just need to change." He said with a smirk.

"Me too." I went over to my luggage and found my pajamas, then turned around. I saw Jayden slowly taking off his shirt, almost like he was doing it just for me. He threw it on the ground and unbuttoned his stone washed jeans, then slid them down slowly with a slight gyration of his hips. I guess I didn't realize it, but I was out right staring at Jayden by now and he loved it. He then put his thumbs inside the waist band of his