Disclaimer: I do not own John Tucker Must Die

It was just after the game in the hotel, and I had just finished talking to him on the WebCam. I was expecting him to make a fool out of himself by going into the the cheersquad coaches room, he was meant to be wearing the embrassing red thong that we had given him to wear for what was meant to be our 'special' night together. THAT is what I thought was going to happen.

10 minutes later.

Tap Tap Tap

I came out of the bathroom hearing what sounded like a bird peaking on the balcony window, so I went back into the bathroom after ignoring it.

Tap Tap Tap

There it was again, this time I still ignoring it so I stayed in the bathroom wearing the sexy underwear that Beth, Heather and Carrie had just given me for the web conversation with John, I had taken off the dressing gown that was with it and was looking in the mirror in my underwear.

Then I heard the sound of the door sliding open, I froze. This could not be happening. I thought over the conversation that I had just had with John. I remember saying it was three rooms down, but that was if he included his balcony. SHIT what if he didn't and ended up in mine.

Slowly I walk out of the bathroom to find...

Heather on my bed.

The look on my face must have been something because she started laughing and said "Oh my God. If that had been him he would have been shocked, with that look of surprise."