Bria sat on the bus with her bag underneath, with her phone and Zac's jacket on her lap. She pulled out the thing he had put in her pocket. A piece of paper. As she unfolded it, a hundred dollar bill fell out and onto her lap. She looked around quickly to see if anyone had seen. Quickly putting it back in her pocket, she read the note.

Bria, I want to come see you the next time we're in LA. Would you mind?
I know we barely met, but from what I've seen, you're an awesome (and beautiful)
person, and I'd like to get to know you better, in a different way. Even though
the way we did get to know eachother was comepletely amazing. I'd like to hang out,
go to movies, dates maybe. Are you interested in that?
Please call me when you get to LA, you have my number.
Zac

Wow. Zac wanted to keep seeing her? That was the best outcome she could have hoped for from this mission. She had to call Lily. She took her phone out and turned it on as the bus started to move. When it was ready to use, it said she had ten missed calls. She went to the call log and saw that most of them were from her parents. One from Lily, and one from her agent. She dialed Lily's number and decided she'd listen to the voice mails later. She needed to tell someone about her trip.
"Hey Bria, what happened to the call when you got there?"
"I know, I'm sorry. It all happened so fast, I never had time."
"So? Did you achieve your goal?"
"I so did."
"No way."
"I so did! And Zac wants to keep seeing me. In LA! Hey. Are you at home?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Can we instant message? I don't want to have to tell the story to the whole bus?"
"Bus?"
"Yeah. It's a long story."
"Alright. Give me two seconds." Bria sat in silence while she listened to Lily log in to Yahoo IM. "Okay, I can IM now."
"Cool. Bye."
"Bye." Bria hung up and signed on to Yahoo IM on her phone and started texting.
Lilyflower04: Oh my god, what did you tell them?
So she started at the beginning, with the Mexican driver taking her to the freeway, and ending this morning, with her saying goodbye, talking to Corey, and reading Zac's note.
Lilyflower04: I can't believe it. That is the craziest thing I've ever heard. I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't known what the plan was in the beginning. I can't believe you actually got to stay with them! I can't believe you actually got someone to push you out of a moving car. Didn't that hurt like a bitch? What were they like? How much hotter were they in person?
Bria laughed quietly, then answered all her questions.
Briactnow: Hey Lil, if my phone cuts out, I'll call you back as soon as I can. We're getting out in the country now, and I don't know how good reception'll be. But anyway...
She continued her story, filling her in with every detail.
Briactnow: And my parents called me seven times. I think I need to call them next.
Lilyflower04: Probably. So you got Zac's number and you slept with them both? Whore!
Bria laughed quietly again, trying her best to supress the laughter.
Briactnow: But it was so nice. They were both awesome, but it was different with Zac, because with Taylor it was just physical, you know?
Lilyflower04: For sure. So there's an obvious difference between the two? Lust and more than like?
Briactnow: Definitely. But I have no complaints.
Lilyflower04: I bet. So you're on your way home now, on a bus ticket they paid for.
Briactnow: Yeah. How awesome are they?
Lilyflower04: You lucked out. I gotta run. I'll see you when you get home?
Briactnow: Yeah. Talk to you later.
She signed off, relieved to have been able to tell someone about her trips, and being able to share with someone what had happened with Zac and Taylor. Smiling, she thought that maybe she should have stayed one more night and seen if she could have set a record and slept with Isaac too, just for the fun of it, just to say she did. With only one bar of service left, she called her parents.
"Hey mom, I know, I'm sorry I haven't answered. My phone's been busted, and I had to get it replaced," she lied, listening to her mom rant. "I know. Can I come visit you in a couple days? I'm working right now. Yes, I promise to call. Okay mom, okay. I love you too. Bye." She looked at the screen of her phone, hoping there was enough bars left for her to check her voicemail, but there wasn't. She wondered what her agent had called for as the bus rolled on through the flat country.

Chapter Eleven