<div class="floatright"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Spring%20Break%20RP/65505109_SarahShahiasCarmen_zps3251d6c8.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Name:</strong> Daniella Ochoa<br/><strong>Location:</strong> her bedroom for a moment<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> none </td></tr></tbody></table></div>Glad to see that the others were actually starting to loosen up, Daniella smiled to herself. It was a small step but a step in the right direction nonetheless and she'd take that over nothing. It would make things even easier when it was time to start talking details. Most of the trip had been mapped out already but things like were they taking one car or two, and where the girls might wanna stop hadn't yet been accounted for. Break was long enough that they had plenty of time to make sure there was something for everyone either on the way there and the way back so she wanted to be sure everyone enjoyed themselves, otherwise what was the point. Plus, Dani planned on stressing the golden rule on this trip.<br/><br/>Pushing herself up from the couch, she glanced at the clock to note the time then with a murmured "excuse me," slipped off toward her room. Everyone seemed to be settled in so there was no need for her to hover playing attentive hostess for the moment and they likely wouldn't notice her absence for a moment if the looks they were giving each other was anything to go by.<br/><br/>As she often did when she entered her room, Dani blew a kiss to her Hope Solo poster then crossed to her dresser to find a hair tie. The maps, tour guides, and books she'd looked through the past few days were all stacked beside her bed, her laptop sitting atop the pile. She'd looked for some things to do along the way, trying to sketch out a rough plan but Dani was about 99% sure that if it were left up to her she'd end up throwing 'the plan out and just going with the flow. That was usually how she got by but she didn't mind deferring to someone a bit more organized than she was in this instance if it meant a successful trip. After all, it still remained to be seen just how well 7 strangers, women at that, managed a road trip.<br/><br/>Finding a hair tie, and her cell phone, Dani dropped down onto her bed for a moment to read the messages that had come in since she'd last checked. She snorted over the silliness that came up on her screen courtesy of her roommates and tossed the device aside. Pulling her hair back out of her face, she put it up in a messy bun and then glanced toward the clock again. She was hungry.