Thanks for the reviews, please keep them coming! And you may notice that this one will be a little different from my others, this will probably have more romance & drama than the others, but I'll make sure to make it funny, too.

CHAPTER 2

Marisol swung the doors open of the hotel and held them open for Derek, Seeiah and Jevonte. The four of them walked into the lobby, still feeling the cold night air behind them. In the lobby, they quickly saw Elise, Eddie and Brodi playing cards. "Oh look! That bitch is back. Give the rats my message?" Elise stood up and eyed Marisol, a little confused when she saw that Marisol and Seeiah both had their arms latched around a man.

"The rats? Oh yes, the rats. Who gives a shit, chica! Uh, have a nice night." Marisol answered, quickly turning around and trying to bring Derek with her.

Elise stopped her and asked, with Brodi and Eddie standing up behind her, "Who are those two men? Marisol, if you're going to get arrested by undercover cops can't you just do that in Brazil? Damn, these two are actually pretty hot if I do say so myself." She winked at Derek, who was too busy watching Marisol.

"Girl, you are SO whack! These aren't undercover cops, this is Jevonte and that's Derek. We're bringing them up to our rooms for the night. Ya know, for some nice sex without all the afro? No offense, Eddie." Seeiah responded, laughing.

Elise's face dropped. Eddie walked forward and asked, "Those are, like, your boyfriends now?" Marisol and Seeiah chuckled and then nodded.

With that, the four of them left Elise in shock and started walking up the stairs. "Who the hell was that? She seems like a bitch to me." Jevonte questioned Seeiah, glancing back at Elise and scratching his dreadlocks.

"That's Elise. Some white bitch. Man, I hate white people! No offense, Derek... I just do!" Seeiah said, shrugging. Derek just laughed and kept walking.

The four of them reached Seeiah and Marisol's room and stood outside. "Shit! Chica, we share a room! Now what are we gonna do?!" Marisol asked Seeiah, pulling out her key and opening the door.

"Yo, Jevonte and I are freaky! We'll get down in the bathtub, girl. That sound good to you, Jevonte?" Seeiah asked Jevonte, and Jevonte nodded. Seeiah smiled and so did Marisol. "Have fun!" Marisol told them as the two of them went into the small bathroom and locked the door.

"Derek, you can take your sunglasses off now, chico. We're inside this lovely hotel and we'll have this wonderful bed all to herself!" Marisol told Derek, throwing her jacket on the floor, trying to ignore the loud grunts coming from the bathroom.

Derek took off his jacket and sunglasses and threw them on top of Marisol's. "You sure the maid's not gonna come in?" He asked her, smiling and scratching his red and freckled neck.

"No. I locked the door anyway. No way in hell that bitch is going to ruin our night. Not Elise, not the maid, not JP-" Marisol said, but she was stopped by Derek.

"Wait," he said, holding his hands in the air, "who's JP? One of the circuit guys, right?"

Marisol looked down and nodded. "Yeah...but there's more. We used to date. But oh well, he's over me and I'm way over that loser, so he won't care. Besides, even if he did care, that's his own damn problem, right?" She said, picking at her dark red fingernails.

"Hell yeah! I'ma ride this all night babe!" Marisol and Derek heard coming from the bathroom. They just laughed and Derek sat next to Marisol on the bed.

"I'm SO glad I got to meet you, Derek. I haven't told you, but Seeiah's an aspiring soul singer. Maybe you two could do a song together?" Marisol asked casually, taking out her expensive earrings.

Derek laughed and answered, "Well, soul and dance are two different things but I guess I could give it a try. I like those earrings, they look good on you, Marisol."

Marisol smiled happily and responded, "Awe, thanks, chico. I like that earring you have- is it really diamond?"

"What? This?" Derek asked, pulling out the earring out of his ear and gripping it with his fingers. "Yeah, it's all diamond. Cost me a lot, but I think it's worth it. Don't usually do the jewelry thing, but I couldn't resist."

Moving closer to Derek and grabbing his earring, Marisol said in a slow, deep voice, "You know what I can't resist?"

"Fuck yeah, bitch! Keep goin', keep goin'! Funk-o-matic!" Jevonte yelled in the bathroom, and Marisol and Derek could hear them loudly. They both started laughing and Marisol said, "Damn. They ruined our little romantic moment. Remind me to put fertilizer in Seeiah's shampoo later, alright?"

Derek smiled and nodded. "That's a good idea. I say we start off with me rubbing your soft and silky hair for hours and hours..." He put his earring back in and then started stroking Marisol's hair.

Shaking her head, Marisol replied, "No, I want to run my hands through your...uh...hair...for a long time, chico. Wow! Considering it's SO short, it's pretty nice and soft." She kept on rubbing her hands on Derek's shaved head and smiling.

Then, the night officially began.

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"I'm gonna take a quick shower, I'll see you down there later, ok?" Derek said, grabbing a towel and heading into the bathroom the next morning.

Marisol nodded as Derek shut the door. Seeiah and Jevonte were already down there, eating breakfast. Marisol grabbed a pink long-sleeved shirt and some white pants. She got dressed quickly and then headed out the door and down to the dining room of the large hotel.

"Hey chica! How was your night?" Marisol asked, taking a place at a table with Seeiah and Jevonte. Zoe, Moby and Psymon all stopped talking and listened in.

Seeiah laughed and wiped some crumbs off of her cheap fur coat and replied, "Don't pretend you don't know! Told ya we'd get freaky. A little too freaky, but freaky enough...wait, where's the DJ? Did he already bounce?"

"So THAT was all that noise last night!" Psymon exclaimed at the other table, but Zoe slammed her hand against his mouth to shut him up, but Psymon started licking her hand. Zoe pulled her hand away and rolled her eyes.

"No, he didn't leave, chica, he's just taking a shower and getting ready...I didn't want that night to end...and the good part is, he does not remind me at all of JP. He's much different- he's nice, caring, sweet, smart, interesting..."

Seeiah stuffed a bagel into her mouth, choked for a minute and then added, "But (choke) he's (choke) still (choke) white!"

"Eh, fuck that. It doesn't matter if he's white, black, pink, or airplane. I just know that I think I'm in love with him!"

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Sorry for not updating for a week, but I hope this one turned out good...review please!