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On The Road Again	By : BlissGirl4Life Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 1892 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 17: What Happens In Atlantic City Stays In Atlantic City
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I honestly don’t know how Jordin and Sanjaya thought they would actually get through security. I’ll chalk it up to the young naivety they both had.

Anyway, Sanjaya met Jordin at her room, and they headed downstairs to gamble.
“How did you get rid of your sister?” Jordin asked as they waited for the elevator to enter the main floor.
Sanjaya grinned. “I drew her a bath with music and her favorite candles. I also told her we could watch a movie together when she got out.”
“Well that’s kind of mean. She was probably looking forward to it,” Jordin said.
The elevator arrived, and they both stepped out.
“I know, but I can watch a movie with her another time. Now come on; let’s go.”
Jordin nodded, and they made to walk through the casino. Almost instantly, they were stopped by the casino security. “I’m sorry, but no one under twenty-one is permitted—American Idol contestant or not. Anyone under twenty-one caught gambling will be arrested.”
“Well that’s kind of harsh, isn’t it?” Sanjaya looked hurt.
Security shrugged. “I’m sorry. Those are the rules.”
“Well we might as well go get that milkshake I talked about then,” Jordin said with a sigh.
Sanjaya walked away, pulling Jordin along by the hand. “I’m not giving up so easily,” he said to her once they were out of earshot of the guard.
Jordin rolled her eyes. “How are we going to get in? I’m not going to be arrested over a few plays of a slot machine. My father would kill me! Heck, whether he did or not, I will not allow myself to get arrested, thank you very much!”
Sanjaya grinned.
“Uh oh. I don’t like that look on your face,” Jordin stated.
“All we have to do is cause a diversion.”
“That kind of stuff only works in fiction,” Jordin stated.
“Not if you cause the right diversion,” Sanjaya said, walking on ahead of her.
Jordin sighed, and ran after him. “Sanjaya, what the heck are you up to?” Actually, she didn’t want to know.
Knowing Sanjaya, it was probably something stupid.
B∞C

“I can’t believe I’m actually winning! Ever since you blew on those dice, I’ve been on a winning streak!” Phil said.
Gina took another drink. She had Phil had been drinking most of the night, caught up in the excitement of winning.
“All right, it’s my turn. Let me try,” Gina said.
Phil nodded.
Gina rubbed Phil’s head, and then took the dice.
“All right,” she called. “This is going to be a seven out.”
She rolled, and everyone cheered as she rolled a total of seven.
“Woo! We are rich!” Phil said, raising his glass and then taking another drink
They had won a thousand dollars to split between the two of them that night.
“I wouldn’t call us rich, but it’s a heck of a lot more than we came in there with, well besides our Idol money,” Gina said. She took a drink as well. She was sitting on Phil’s lap. She didn’t know what point of the night she had ended up there, but there she was.
Phil looked down into her eyes, and they grinned at each other.
“You know, you really are a good looking guy, Phillip,” she said.
“Thank you! And you’re a good looking woman, Gina,” he said with a bigger grin.
“Why thank you, Phillip. It must be the money,” she joked.
He nodded. “Or the alcohol.”
They looked at each other, both laughing slightly, and then they kissed.
That’s funny, I could have sworn one of them was married and the other engaged. Maybe I am remembering wrong…
B∞C

“Mm, that hot dog was good! I usually don’t like to eat that kind of junk, but it really was good.” Melinda had just finished up her hot dog, and was now drinking the last bit of her soda.
Sligh nodded. “I love hot dogs,” he said with his mouthful.
Melinda made a face, and Sligh swallowed.
“And burgers,” he added.
Again, Melinda made a face. “I can’t believe you got a hot dog and a burger. How can you eat that much?”
Sligh shrugged. “It’s easy.” He patted his stomach. “There’s plenty of room.” He finished the last bit of his burger, and then downed half of his soda.
Melinda rubbed her arms, shivering a bit. “It’s getting cold out here. I don’t know if I want to take it to the next step.”
“Come on, you have to! You promised we could get into the water in our underwear after we ate.”
“Sligh, you’re still eating, and I’m getting cold!”
Sligh shrugged. “Well then, I’ll eat in the water, like I had originally wanted to do.” He stood up. “Hold this.” He handed his hot dog to Melinda.
“Boy, you are crazy.” She took the hot dog anyway.
Sligh stripped off his t-shirt. Next, he undid his belt and took off his shorts, stepping out of his sandals in the process.
“Your turn,” he said, taking his hot dog back from Melinda.
Melinda sighed. “One minute, and not a moment more!”
Sligh shrugged. “That’s fine by me! He took a big bite of his hot dog.
Melinda pulled off her shirt, and undid her pants. She slipped off her sandals, and then stepped out of the pants, leaving her bra and underwear on as Sligh had left his boxers on. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said.
Sligh accidentally dropped his hot dog into the sand just then, but he picked it up anyway.
Melinda made a face. “You’re not still going to eat that, are you?”
Sligh shrugged. “Why not? I’m still hungry. Besides. The water will wash it off.”
“You’re so nasty,” Melinda said, making a face.
“No, I just don’t waste food. Now come on,” Sligh said. “Let’s make a run for it. On the count of three. One. Two. Three!”
He and Melinda both screamed with excitement, and ran into the water, heading out three feet, and screaming now also at the coldness of the water.
Sligh dipped his hot dog in the water, and then ate it.
Melinda covered her mouth, almost feeling as if she could barf.
Sligh finished his hot dog.
He grinned at her. “Mm, delicious!”
She rolled her eyes. “Come on. Let’s go out further. I don’t want anyone to see me in my underwear.”
Sligh nodded, and they went out another foot into the water.
Melinda and Sligh were both good people, but sometimes they could sure be stupid. Then again, I guess we all were pretty stupid that night.
B∞C

“So, what do you like to do for fun? Nick asked LaKisha as she sat beside him at the bar.
She smiled. “Um, singing is pretty much what I love to do.” Duh.
“So you sing like…every day? Even when you don’t have to?”
LaKisha nodded. “Pretty much.”
“You’re even prettier in person. You know that?” Drake asked Haley. He placed his hand overtop of hers and smiled.
She giggled nervously, and removed her hand. “Why thank you! You’re pretty sexy yourself.” She winked at him.
“So, do you and your fiancé have an open relationship?” He placed his hand over top of hers again, this time gently rubbing this thumb over the back of her hand.
Haley moved her hand away again. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, are you allowed to sleep with other people?” He placed his hand overtop of her thigh, and gently rubbed it.
Haley shot out of her chair. “Um, I have to go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back. Kisha, will you come with?” she asked.
LaKisha jumped out of her chair as fast as Haley had. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Nick laughed. “What is it with ladies going to the bathroom together?”
“Blake and Chris go together, and they’re both boys,” Haley said, taking LaKisha’s hand and quickly leading her off towards the bathrooms.
What the heck? She just couldn’t leave our names out of it, could she?

When they got to the bathroom, Haley immediately spoke up. “Okay, Drake is a total perv. He keeps trying to touch me, and now he just asked if my fiancé and I sleep with other people!”
LaKisha shook her head. “I told you we shouldn’t have had drinks with them! Nick isn’t much better. He actually asked me what I do for fun. I told him that I sing, and then he’s like,’ every day?’. I swear that boy is one screw away from falling apart.”
“We have to ditch them, like now,” Haley said.
“Let’s just not come back. It’s as simple as that,” LaKisha said.
Haley shook her head. “No it’s not. I was so eager to get out of there that I forgot my purse.”
“Wow. You must have been in a hurry to get out of there!” LaKisha said.
“Tell me about it!”
“All right, all right. We’ll just go grab you purse, and then tell them it’s getting late and we have to go because we have to leave early tomorrow for our next show,” LaKisha suggested.
Haley nodded. “Sounds like a plan. Let’s go.”
They left the bathroom and headed back to their seats.
But just when they came up behind Drake and Nick, LaKisha saw Drake slipping something into Haley’s drink. “Oh no he did not,” she whispered under her breath. This meant war.
I’m usually not a violent person, but I think she should have pounded the crap out of the guy.

B∞C

I moaned as Chris took me again. I was leaning against a wooden poll of the boardwalk, and I was so close to losing it.
“Mm, are you close?” he asked, as if reading my thoughts.
I nodded. “I’m not going to be able to hold back much longer.”
“Good because you’re so tight, I just can’t hold back any longer,” he said to me.
I couldn’t help but let out a long, drawn out moan at his words.
He pushed into me so hard and deep, hitting my prostate at just the right angle. That did it in for me. I screamed out his name as I came, a swear word preceding it of course.
He cried out my name against the back of my shoulder, gently nipping the skin there as he released hard inside of me.
I could actually feel how hard he had come, and it nearly made me hard again.
He kissed the back of my neck, nipping at the skin there too. His arms were around me, and his hand was now sliding up my chest so that his fingers could graze over my nipples.
I moaned. Then I was silent, for I thought I heard a noise.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, sensing my sudden tension.
“Do you hear that?” I asked.
“Here what?”
“Shh…”
We both listened, and then I was sure that I heard something under the boardwalk with us. Could it be another couple had had the same idea that Chris and I had had?
“Blake, is someone…” Before Chris could get what he was saying out, a dog jumped out at us.
I jumped back a little. I wasn’t afraid of dogs, but you never knew when one might be vicious. This one was a German Shepard, and very well could have been vicious.
Chris gently pulled out of me.
I then turned around and held onto him in a half hug.
He smiled as he held me. “Aw! He’s cute! He seems to like our shirts.”
“It’s not the only thing he seems to like,” I said as the dog began to sniff Chris’ and my pants.
Before we could do anything, the dog picked up Chris’ pants that had his underwear stuck in them. My shirt managed to come up with the pile too.
“No,” I said.
Chris tried to gab his clothes, but it was too late. The dog ran off with them.
“What the heck! I can’t go back in like this!” Chris exclaimed. I could see the panic on his face even in the darkness.
“I’ll go back to the hotel and get you some more pants,” I said. “Can I wear your shirt?”
Chris nodded. “Just hurry, please. This is so embarrassing.”
I held back my laughter, for I felt too bad for him. Had it happened to anyone else though, I would have been peeing form laughing so hard.
I quickly dressed, and then gave Chris a quick kiss on the lips.
“I’ll hurry,” I promised. I stroked him for a brief second, causing him to gasp.
“Don’t you dare get me hard again too,” he grumbled.
This time I did laugh, and then I ran out to get him some clothes.
However, I had only gone about a few feet down the beach when I saw two sets of clothing lying on the sand. One belonged to a woman, and the other belonged to what looked like a very big man.
I looked around and didn’t see anyone. The clothing must be deserted, I figured.
I picked up the pants. They looked clean enough. So did the shirt, actually. It would save me the time from having to go all the way back to the hotel, and then back to the beach again. Besides, Chris was waiting for me. I grabbed the pants and shirt, and then ran back towards Chris. I walked underneath the boardwalk the whole way just in case the owners of the clothes had had the same idea as Chris and I had had and were under there. I didn’t want to steal anyone’s clothes after all. But there was no one in sight the whole way back to Chris.
“Here.” I handed Chris the pants. “I found these deserted on the beach. They are kind of big, but I figured you’d rather just wear these for now instead of having to wait for me to get all the way up to our room and back.”
Chris nodded. “Thanks. I’ll just hold them up.” He put them on. “I don’t know how you can go without underwear, man. It feels so gross.”
I shrugged. “You get used to it.” I took off the shirt Chris had given me to wear, and handed it back to him.
He smiled. “Thanks.” He put it back on, and I put on the shirt I had found.
Once we were finished dressing, we decided to head back to the hotel.
“I just want to take a nice warm shower, and then head to bed,” Chris said.
I grinned. “Sounds nice. Mind if I join you?”
He grinned too. “You better!”
We kissed, and then headed out from underneath the boardwalk and towards the hotel. We even held hands along the beach. No one was paying any attention to us anyway.
B∞C

“Sanjaya, I am not going to distract the guard while you run in and play,” Jordin said.
“Why not? Just ask the guard any old thing, and once I’m in, say thank you, and then wait for me to get out. Then we’ll go to another part of the casino, and I’ll distract that guard while you sneak in and play.”
Jordin sighed. “I’m getting tired. This is all beginning to be too much.”
“Well if you’re not going to help me, then I guess I’m just going to have to do it myself,” Sanjaya said.
“What do you mean?” Jordin asked.
Sanjaya didn’t reply. Instead, he ran straight past her and into the casino.
A guard had been IDing someone else, and surprisingly, didn’t seem to notice that Sanjaya had sneaked in.
Jordin, being the good friend that she is, didn’t want Sanjaya to get in trouble, so she ran in as well.
By now, the guard had seen, but he wasn’t about to call her on it. He decided to bring I the higher-ups instead to take care of it.

Jordin found Sanjaya pulling the handle of a slot machine. He won two dollars.
“Sanjaya, we have to get out of here now. What part of ‘all people under twenty-one caught gambling will be arrested’ don’t you understand?” Jordin asked, coming up behind him.
“Ah, you gotta learn to live a little, Jordin! Don’t you ever get tired of being the minor who can’t do certain things?”
Jordin sighed, and sat down at the machine next to the one Sanjaya was currently playing. “I guess so.”
“Just play it once. Come on. You know you want to,” Sanjaya said. “Yes!” he added when he won another two dollars.
Jordin sighed. “Ah, what the heck? We’re here now anyway.” She turned to Sanjaya. “You got a quarter?”
Sanjaya nodded, and tossed her one.
She caught it, and put it in the slot machine. She pulled the handle, and squealed when she instantly won ten dollars. “Sanjaya, I just won ten dollars!”
“It’s too bad you won’t be keeping any of that money, Miss. Did you know that anyone under twenty-one who is caught gambling in this casino is to be arrested?”
Jordin felt her stomach drop as she turned around to see one security guard latching tightly onto Sanjaya’s arm, and another one standing right in front of her.
Suddenly, she began to cry. “Please don’t arrest us! We’re too young to have a record! My dad’s going to kill me, and I’ll be kicked of the rest of the tour. I could lose my record deal, and…and… Just please don’t arrest us!”
The guard grabbed her by the arm as well, but gently.
“Please don‘t arrest us. I was just tired of being a minor!” Sanjaya was crying now too.
“You’re lucky I’m I a good mood, and that Bob and I are big fans of American Idol. We’ll let you off with just a warning this time, but come into our casino again, and we will arrest you—fans of you or not. My good mood is already slipping,” the guard who had Jordin stated.
The one who had Sanjaya nodded. “Where are you staying? We will escort you back to your rooms.”
“Please no. My sister will kill me!” Sanjaya exclaimed.
“It’s either that or jail, kid,” Bob stated.
“Jail’s good,” Sanjaya said.
“Sanjaya!” Jordin snapped.
“All right, all right. We’re on the very top floor,” Sanjaya said. He gave his room number, and Jordin gave hers.
The guards then did just as they said they would, and escorted the two minors up towards their hotel rooms.
The guard dropped Jordin off in her room, and then knocked on Shyamali’s door, and she opened it up.
Her mouth dropped open when she saw the guard holding her brother by the arm.
“He was caught gambling, M’am. I ask that you please keep your brother under room arrest until you leave in the morning,” the guard stated.
“Of course, officer. I am very sorry about that. He sneaked out when I was in the bath.” She glared at her brother.
Sanjaya blushed.
“Have a good night M’am,” the guard said, nodding at her. He turned to Sanjaya. “And you stay out of trouble or you’ll end up in jail.”
As soon as the guards left and Shyamali had Sanjaya behind the closed door, she went off on him. “‘This is for being so good to me, and for me to apologize for giving you such a hard time! We can watch a pay-per-view movie when you’re out of your bath!’. What a load of crap! I came out and you were gone! Do you have any idea how worried sick I was about you? I am so telling mom!”
Sanjaya groaned, and threw himself down onto the bed. Jail was looking better and better to him.
B∞C

As Gina and Phil headed back to their hotel rooms, they talked about the kiss.
“We were drunk. We had too much to drink, and we didn’t know what we were doing,” Gina stated.
“I still cheated on my wife, and you cheated on your fiancé!” Phil said with a groan. He smacked himself in the head. “Stupid, stupid, stupid!”
Gina crossed her arms over her chest. “Well it meant absolutely nothing. Blake kisses girls al the time—me included—and it means nothing. He is madly I love with Chris. Chris kisses girls too, so what?”
“Should we tell our significant others?” Phil asked.
Gina shook her head. “I don’t see why we should. It would only cause unnecessary drama. As far as I’m concerned, what happens in Atlantic City stays in Atlantic City.”
Phil shook his head. “I don’t know. It just seems to dishonest.”
“I don’t see how it’s dishonest if your wife doesn’t ask. If she or Joe asks if we kissed, we can tell them the truth. We’ll just explain that we were drunk. And if they don‘t ask if we kissed, which they will have no reason to, we just won‘t bring it up,” Gina said simply.
“I don’t know…” Phil was still unsure.
“Would you rather call her up right now?” Gina pretended her index finger and thumb was a phone, and she pretended to be Phil on the phone with his wife. “Honey? I kind of have a confession to make. Gina and I had a little too much to drink tonight, and we kissed. But don’t worry. I didn’t enjoy it too much.”
Phil smiled. “You enjoyed it?”
Gina nodded, smiling too. “Of course I did. You’re a good kisser, Phillip.”
“Thanks. So are you. I enjoyed it too.”
They grinned at each other.
“You know, maybe my wife doesn’t need to know after all. I mean, it’s never going to happen again.”
Gina nodded. “Yeah, and besides. It’s not like we slept with each other.”
“What happens in Atlantic City stays in Atlantic City!” Phil said with a shrug.
“Now you’re talking!”
They arrived at their rooms.
Phil and Gina hugged. They then broke apart and looked at each other, both blushing.
“Well, goodnight. I’ll see you tomorrow,” Phil said with a slight wave.
Gina nodded. “Goodnight. See you tomorrow.” With a slight wave in return, she went into her room.
Phil went into his own room.
They both stopped inside their rooms, leaning against their closed door and smiling.
It could have been worse. At least they hadn’t kissed Sligh in a drunken moment of passion. I think they both knew that too. They were glad that the kiss had been between them, and not them with someone else. I mean, if it had to happen anyway…
B∞C

When they came out of the water, Sligh and Melinda were both shivering from head to toe.
“Man, that water was cold!” Melinda said.
“Tell me about it! But at least we can finally say we did something daring,” Sligh stated as they got to the spot where their clothes were.
Melinda began dressing again, but when Sligh went for his own clothes, he saw that they were no longer there.
“Lin, did you hide my clothes as a joke or something?”
Melinda shook her head. “When would I have done that? You were with me the whole time.”
Sligh sighed. “Good point. Then where the heck are they?”
Melinda finished dressing. “I have no idea. I thought you put them right next to mine!”
“I did, so where are they?”
It was Melinda’s turn to sigh. “I already told you, I don’t know.”
“Excuse me, but are you two aware that the beach is closed?”
Sligh and Melinda both turned to see a security guard standing there, staring at them with his arms crossed over his chest.
“We’re sorry, Sir. We just wanted to go for a quick swim. We’re leaving now,” Melinda told him.
The guard nodded towards Sligh. “Where are your clothes, Son?”
Sligh shrugged. “I wish I knew. Someone must have taken them as a joke.”
“Well I’m going to have to take you guys through the back way then. I’m sure you don’t want a casino full of people seeing you in your underwear,” the guard stated. “I also wouldn’t like to have to bring you up on charges of indecent exposure.”
“But I’d love to see him walk through the crowd like that!” Melinda said.
Sligh shot her a nasty look. He turned back to the guard. “I’d appreciate you taking us I through the back way, please.”
The guard nodded. “Come with me.”
So they followed the guard off the beach, onto the boardwalk, and finally through the backroom of the hotel that was for staff and security only.
Of course they were unable to avoid people all together as they made their way to that back room. There were a few people that had laughed and snickered, pointing at Sligh as they passed. Sligh was just glad that the security wouldn’t allow people to snap pictures of him.
“If I ever find who took my clothes I am going to make them pay so good,” Sligh grumbled, his face turning bright red.
Melinda couldn’t stop laughing, which only made Sligh angrier.

They had ended up having to have the maid come to give Sligh a spare key to his room since his original room key had been in his pants pocket. The maid had looked like she was doing everything in her power not to laugh. This had made Melinda giggle even more, and Sligh scowl even more.
“Thank you,” Sligh said to the guards when the maid had left and they were finally to his room.
“You’re welcome. Just no more late night swims in your underwear, aye?” the guard asked, looking pretty amused himself.
Melinda laughed again.
Sligh scowled, and crossed his arms over his chest. “Don’t worry. I’ve learned my lesson. I’m going to go back to being good ol’ boring Sligh.”
“Good night, officer,” Melinda said.
The officer tipped his hat at her. “Good night, M’am.” He turned to Sligh. “Sir.” Then he turned and left.
“Not a word.” Sligh said, pointing at Melinda.
Melinda laughed. “What? I didn’t say a thing!”
Sligh shook his head, and headed into his room. “Good night.”
“Good night Boxer Boy.”
Sligh quickly poked his head out of the doorway, giving her an “if looks could kill” look.
Melinda bust into laughter again, and went into her room.
Sligh shut his door behind him and shook his head. “Stupid clothing thieves,” he muttered to himself.
Oops!
B∞C

LaKisha charged at Drake and slammed him right off his chair to the floor.
“What the hell?” Drake asked, wincing in pain from his spot on the floor.
Onlookers gasped, and turned to see what was going on.
“I saw you put something in Haley’s drink, you sick pig! How dare you!” LaKisha snapped.
Drake winced. “I just wanted her to loosen up a little!”
“Oh yeah? How’s this for loosening up a little?” Haley asked. She raised her foot back and kicked him hard in the nuts with her heel.
Drake screamed in pain, and held himself.
“You disgusting pervert!” Haley grabbed her bag and whacked him with it.
LaKisha then took Haley’s hand, and they walked out of the bar area, some cheering for them as they left.
LaKisha then walked over to a security guard. “Excuse me, Sir? But I just saw those two guys slip the date rape drug into someone’s drink.” LaKisha pointed to Drake, who was just managing to stand up, and Nick, who was helping him.
“Are you sure?”
Haley nodded. “Positive. I saw it too.”
The guard gave them a polite nod. “Thanks.” He went into the bar to look into it.
Haley and LaKisha both smiled and high-fived as they saw the guard pick up the drugged drink, causing both Drake and Nick to look panicked.
“I feel kind of bad. For one, we don’t know which drug it was for sure, and for two, Nick didn’t do anything,” Haley said.
LaKisha smirked. “It was something bad, regardless. Besides, friends don’t let friends drug people.”
They both laughed and high-fived again, and then they headed towards the elevators to head back up to their rooms.
“Haley, do me a favor and don’t try to set us up with any more guys, even if it is just harmless flirting.”
“You got it Kisha.”
They placed their arms around each other and laughed, both glad to finally be ending the night.
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