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it,” I said as I looked at myself in the mirror one final time.
    We were going on the booze cruise tonight, and thanks to Steph, we were going to the VIP pre-party at the Omni hotel before the cruise.
    “We should get going,” Steph said as she put on her heels. “It’s going to be our last wild night in Cancun, and we need to get the party started.” We all giggled and headed out the door.
    ***
    The Omni hotel was one of luxury five-star resorts in Cancun, and was located a few hotels away from us on the beach. We walked through the grand expanse of the lobby and through the doors that lead to the pools and beach. The VIP party was in a sectioned-off area of the pool area near the pool bar. Steph gave her name to the bouncer at the entrance of the VIP area, and within a minute, we were on the other side of the velvet ropes. I looked around and I wasn’t sure I had ever felt so exclusive in my life.
    There were about 20 other people laughing and talking at the party. They all looked young, glamorous, and chic. If I had to guess, I’d say that some of them were a few years older than college students. There were about half a dozen hot shirtless waiters walking around with platters of fancy hors d’oeuvres and champagne.
    “This place is amazing,” Jill whispered to us.
    “I know, everyone looks gorgeous,” Steph said with excitement in her eyes.
    I laughed, “ Steph’s out on the prowl tonight.”
    “You mean, we are on the prowl tonight,” she corrected. “Girls, it’s our last night in Cancun, and I’m going to make sure we have an amazing time tonight.” She motioned for a waiter, who immediately came over with a bottle of champagne and empty flutes.
    “Ladies, would you care for some Dom Pérignon?” he asked.
    We each happily took a glass before walking around. The champagne was delicious, and before I knew it, I was on my second glass. The bubbles from the champagne made me giddy, which made me want to drink more.
    I noticed the other girls were also equally giddy. Steph was chatting to the promoter who gave us the tickets. Gloria was talking to the bartender, a handsome man who looked to be in his early 30s. Jill was giggling and talking to a hot blonde who resembled the actor Alex Pettyfer.
    Before long, my head was slightly spinning and I decided to sit down for a minute. I was not sure how many glasses of champagne I had consumed, but at that moment, I had not seemed to care. I was relaxed and I sighed deeply. The cool ocean breeze felt nice against my warm face and my thoughts gravitated towards him again. The man of my dreams. I felt a pang of disappointment shoot through the hazy fog of my drunken stupor. Did I really see him that day on the beach? If so, how come I haven’t seen him since then?
    I felt a warm tear roll down my cheeks and realized that I was crying. Emma, get it together! He’s probably not even real, and it was all just another silly dream. More tears were falling now. God, it must be the champagne because why else am I acting like some obsessed psycho and crying so much.
    “Emma?”
    I looked up, and for a second, I was confused by my surroundings. It was Jill, and a flash of concern crossed her face. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?”
    “No,” I said as I quickly wiped the tears from my face. “I think I’ve had just a little too much champagne.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “Yes. Really I am. Don’t worry,” I said.
    “Okay. Well, the boat is here and it’s leaving in 30 minutes, so we need to get on board soon. Are you ready?”
    “Well, I should go to the restroom and fix my makeup,” I said.
    “Do you want me to come with you?” Jill asked.
    “No, you guys go ahead. I can meet you on the boat. See, I have my ticket right here,” I said as I pulled out my booze cruise tickets from my purse.
    Jill looked at me unconvinced.
    “Really, don’t worry. I’ll just be a few minutes behind you guys,” I said. I got up and gave her a hug before I head