<div class="floatleft">(https://i0.wp.com/www.theglassmagazine.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/Zoe-Bell_03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Maya Williams<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>The deck - Her double sweet / Time of Arrival<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured<br/><br/>Maya was used to traveling. She's traveled to nearly every continent, playing on the national circuit. After awhile you figure out how to cope with being on a plane, literally, for days, when you take the different time zones into account.<br/>The main thing, she found, was to make sure to get up and walk around a little bit, every hour. It keeps the blood flowing right. That and plenty of water, and she could survive any flight. Really the main thing that made this flight different from all the others was all the room she got to stretch out in, in business class. Usually the team had a row of seats in economy. So this really felt luxurious. That mixed with what she was currently flying to, really made this flight, a first.<br/><br/>To go along with the theme of firsts, she was also the first to arrive at the airport where she would finally meet the other girls that Ms. Clover had chosen to meet.<br/>At this point she had started to get a little stir crazy. Normally she would have found one or more of her teammates to chat with, and keep her mind occupied. But the passengers in business class seemed less interested in conversation, preferring to get lost in their noise cancelling headphones, and movies on tablet computers. All of which took far too much concentration and patience for Maya to muster right now. Especially with how anxious she would never admit that she was.<br/>So when she was escorted to, not just a room of people who wouldn't talk to her, but a room devoid of people all together, she couldn't help but inwardly sigh. She had known this would be the case but that still didn't make it any less exhausting. But she managed to occupy herself, mostly with the open bar, until the next woman arrived. Mila, the Russian dancer. Maya could definitely understand why she was here, the woman was gorgeous! She actually might have felt a little self conscious about it, had she not already been a few drinks in. So instead she just raised her glass with a big, silly smile<strong>”Welcome to the party! How about a tequila sunrise?”</strong><br/><br/>It was definitely a relief to finally get to talk to someone, hopefully she didn't irritate Mila too early in the morning. But at least she was able to get to know her a little. She was nice, and Maya could tell, very romantic. It was probably from being an artist.<br/>It wasn't long after Mila arrived that the rest of the women showed up, all on the same arrival flight, then they were lead down to get their baggage, and head to their next flight.<br/>Maya made a point to talk to each of the girls. There was Shoko, very cute and a little shy. Maya had a way of making her type a little uncomfortable, with her lack of boundaries. She could get a little friendly, putting her arm around someone's shoulder when she barely knows them. She hoped she made a good first impression on her.<br/>Aurora, or Rory, she carried herself with a level of authority. Maya didn't think it was something that really stood out in her personality when they talked, she struck her as fun and energetic. Someone she would be able to have fun with.<br/>Amanda, the model, how many women on this cruise were going to be absolutely gorgeous? Maya was starting to wonder about her simple, tomboy look again. At least Amanda didn't strike her as the type to throw it in her face.<br/>Harmony seemed a little on the serious side at first, but after talking to her a little she decided it was just how genuine she was. A nurse, that made sense. Maya could feel a lot of care from the only woman in the group older than she was.<br/>Leah also seemed a little quiet at first, but what does one expect after so many hours of flying. But after enough goofy faces, and bad jokes, she felt they got to know each other decently well for a short conversation.<br/>Rachel seemed fun, young, and pretty, and smart to boot. Easy to get along with. She could tell just from talking to her that she was smart, and really cared about what she put her mind to. Something Maya always admired, as she found it hard enough to focus on writing a Christmas card, let alone doing any paperwork. It was a good thing soccer came so naturally to her.<br/>Kelli, the California surfer girl. Maya felt she could relate to her right off the bat, she always got along with the surfers around her hometown. Maya knew a lot of beaches not far from Auckland that were choice for surfing, and spent a lot of time there. She had even gone out on the waves a few times. She wasn't a competitor or anything, but she could manage to go out and come back in without wiping out.<br/>Valkyrie probably had the longest name she had ever heard, and it definitely stuck out as she was the last to join their group. She had traveled privately until the last leg. Which made sense when she said she was a member of<em><strong>the</strong></em>Thornton family. Maya didn't mention that she did not recognize the Thornton family. She had a feeling it would get the same reaction from the group as saying she didn't know who Matt Damon is. But at least she was down to earth about it, and she didn't immediately get upset when she called her "Val" for short. She found out she had children back at home. Maya liked that, she had always liked kids. Not to mention her body still looked amazing after two kids... That may have been a little intimidating.<br/>All together, she could only imagine how hard this choice was going to be for Clover, when she met all of these women.<br/><br/>When they arrived at the yacht Maya couldn't keep her jaw from dropping. She had never seen a boat so big, that wasn't a commercial cruise liner. To think that one person owned this was not short of mind boggling. She almost felt intimidated to step on board for fear that someone would run out and tell her she needed to buy a ticket. But then they were met by a friendly man who introduced himself as the captain. Nope, this wasn't some kind of crazy dream after all. This was really happening. She was stepping on the most grand vessel she had ever seen, in hopes to find love, along with a group of the most beautiful women she had ever met.<strong>”...zowie…”</strong><br/><br/><strong>”What about the option of getting a drink, while we settle into our rooms and get changed?”</strong>Maya teased to the group, as she wheeled her luggage on. She was currently in cut off shorts, and a comfy long sleeved white shirt, so changing definitely sounded like a good idea. She felt really out of place dressed like this on such a luxury yacht. That would likely change soon enough.<br/>She pulled her luggage to the first room they had been pointed to that wasn't a private sweet and stepped inside. The fact that it was a suite with two beds didn't take away from the suite aspect. The room was grand! Probably one of the best she had ever stayed in. Her energy level and excitement was boosted again as she inspected the beautiful room, and she poked her head out the door, back to the girls still on the deck.<br/><strong>”I got a double sweet fit for a king here, who's gonna be stuck with me for the next few weeks?”</strong>she joked, wearing a big grin. She targeted the first girl that was in line of sight, which happened to be Harmony.<br/><strong>”What do you say Pleasant? Think you can handle sharing a room with a nut?”</strong>then she winked to the other woman before disappearing back in the room, leaving the door open.<br/><br/>She made her way to one of the grand beds. Dropped her backpack on the ground, and tumble into the bed, with a big, satisfied smile on her face.<strong>”Oh man, does it get any better than this?”</strong>she asked the room in her thick, New Zealand accent.