{Brooke}
Needless to say, I left the hotel blazing in anger. When I left, I threw on my normal clothes and the shirt Peter had to lend me was thrown in his face at the same time I slammed the door in his face.
I was walking through a dark alley with my skin shining a new color. Fair white. I rubbed my eyes when I felt a sudden change happened to them. I marched through New York City lost. If only my phone was alive and came equipped with Maps. This is why I pretended to be a tourist going sightseeing at night. From what I collected when Peter drove us towards his hotel, was that the hotel was only a few blocks away from Times Square.
My plan was to act like a tourist day and night so no one would assume I had nowhere to stay. I was shivering due to the late September cold air. Fall wa
