This chapter is a bit longer than the last one, so this is the longest one so far. I'm beginning to make sure that the story doesn't just include the same few people over and over again. Hope you like it and keep reviewing! :)
CHAPTER 7
It is the next morning and the sun is shining bright outside Marisol and Seeiah's room. Marisol and Derek were in Marisol's bed cuddling, while Seeiah was in her bed. Jevonte was at his apartment because the night before he just wanted to visit with Seeiah and then head to his place because he was tired. Seeiah wanted to go there with him, but Rahzel told her that doing that "was not acceptable". Before Seeiah could cuss out Rahzel, she bit her tongue and made sure she stayed on Rahzel's good side.
Derek woke up before the two girls and looked over at Marisol. Marisol left a little bit of drool on the pillow. Derek snickered to himself with a smile and kissed her on the cheek. He got out of the bed, naked as usual. He was heading to the bathroom when suddenly he heard Seeiah clear her throat from the other bed.
"We need to talk. Oh shit! That is one, uh, nice...piece of hardware you got there." Seeiah turned away to avoid staring at Derek's "region" and she got out of bed.
"Fine. It better be worth it. I'll slip on some shorts and meet you out in the hallway, I don't want to wake my baby up." Derek answered. Seeiah rolled her eyes and went out into the hallway, glancing at Derek's naked body for a few seconds and then closing the door quietly. A few moments later, Derek joined her in the hallway with some shorts on.
Derek tapped his foot impatiently and asked, "So? What the hell do you want to say?"
"You're kidding, right? I think it's pretty obvious. You stole my best friend away from me and I want her back. Me and Marisol had a special kind of bond. We were hated by practically everyone else here and all we had were each other for a long time. But then your white ass came into the picture and you swept her off her feet and now she wants nothing to do with me. You're the only one who can get me back my friend and stop being such a rude asshole. I don't think that's too much to ask, is it?!"
Derek nodded. "Well, it's not my decision. Personally I think you aren't that good of a friend anyway. You're weird and annoying. I know that if I were Marisol, I wouldn't be friends with you anymore. She was probably just your friend in the first place out of pity. That's the only thing I can think of. My baby has a big heart."
Seeiah's jaw dropped. "WHAT? Just because you have a little more hair than me doesn't mean you can make shit up! Marisol was NEVER my friend out of pity! We always got along great and considering all those other bitches liked to fuck with us, we became best friends. Thanks for ruining a great friendship. Wait, maybe she's only your boyfriend just because you have a nice dick? Oh shit, I really just said that. Damn." She said, getting angry at herself.
Laughing, Derek adjusted his shorts. But before he could say anything else, the door flew open and Marisol stood at the door.
"Derek? Why are you talking to HER? Come on, get back to bed, chico." Marisol tugged at Derek's arm, but Derek didn't budge.
"Marisol, your EX-friend here is talking shit. She said that you only are involved with me because I have a nice...you know what." Derek said, glaring at Seeiah.
"WHAT?! Girl, what the fuck is wrong with you? I can't believe you would say something like that to my wonderful boyfriend! Ugh, go to hell, chica!" Marisol grabbed Derek and the two of them went back into the hotel room.
Seeiah knocked at the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. "Shit! All my shampoo is in there, too. Now what am I gonna do about my hair?!" She said, distressed. But then she saw Psymon emerge out of his room with that crazy smile on his face.
"Psymon! Boy am I glad to see YOU, you crazy fucking moron! Could you PLEASE knock this door down for me?" Seeiah asked politely.
"SURE!" Psymon replied, and knocked down a door quickly with his leg. But it wasn't the right door, and soon after they heard Zoe and Moby squeal.
"No, THIS door! The one I'm standing in front of, dumbass!" Seeiah yelled, but couldn't help laughing. Apparently Zoe and Moby were enjoying each other's company also.
Psymon shrugged but didn't listen to Seeiah. This time he plowed through another door, which was Mac and Kaori's. The two of them also squealed.
"Ew... that's REALLY gross." Seeiah said, shaking her bald head and shuddering. Before Psymon could knock down Elise, Eddie & Brodi's room (and she didn't even want to know what was going on in THERE), she grabbed Psymon by his arm and pulled him towards her door.
Shaking Seeiah's arm off of his, Psymon laughed freakishly. "Oh, whoops! What the heck were we thinking, Mr. Tattoo?" He lifted up his leg and knocked down Marisol and Derek's door, and they two of them didn't squeal at all. They were too involved to even notice. Seeiah smiled and walked in the door. But Psymon wasn't done yet. He grabbed his leg and swung it at Seeiah. Seeiah fell down on the floor like a sack of bricks and Psymon slammed the door, laughing at a job well done.
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The day flew by for everyone. The hotel got three new doors for Zoe & Moby, Kaori & Mac, and Marisol & Seeiah's rooms. The hotel staff wanted to kick them out, but Rahzel (with his infinite charm, haha) convinced them that Psymon should stay.
Later that night, dinner was being served. Seeiah had left with Jevonte to go out to dinner down the street, so she was the only one that wasn't there. Rahzel had made sure that the hotel kept a nice, long table so that everyone could sit there and "bond". Rahzel wasn't very popular these days, as you can probably guess.
"Isn't that seat supposed to be for Seeiah, dude?" Eddie asked Derek, with Elise glaring over Eddie's shoulder.
Derek grabbed Seeiah's seat and responded casually, "She's not joining the group tonight. Which is good for me, because now I can have dinner with my baby here." He started massaging Marisol's back.
Before Elise could say anything, Eddie slammed his hand over her mouth. Muffled insults almost came out, but luckily Eddie only heard quiet versions of 'bitch', 'slut', and 'bitch' again.
JP and Luther were sitting directly across from Marisol and Derek. Psymon was next to Luther and Kaori was next to JP. Psymon whispered to Zoe while Moby listened in, "There's gonna be some fightin' in here! I CAN SMELL IT."
Luther, as his usual classless self, began stuffing any kind of food he could in his mouth. He even reached over to Marisol's plate across the table and grabbed some prime rib from her, stuffing it in his mouth with pleasure.
"Hey, fatass, you wanna apologize? Now I'm gonna have to wait to get another one while your greasy, redneck ass enjoys yet another full meal. As if you even NEED to eat. You're so fat that you got more chins than a Hong Kong phonebook. No offense, Kaori, chica." Marisol said, shooting a smile at Kaori and an evil glare at Luther. Elise sneered and grabbed a cup of wine and started chugging it down.
"I'm not even from Hong Kong..." Kaori said, confused and her voice trailing off. But then Mac, who was next to her (of course) just shrugged and she forgot anything had happened.
JP set his fork down and replied, "Marisol, be kind. No need to be so hostile all the time, oui!"
"I FUCKING SAID NEVER TO TALK TO ME AGAIN, YOU STUPID SHIT! LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE! STOP OBSESSING OVER ME AND FIND A NEW FUCKING GIRLFRIEND, YOU FRENCH IDIOT!" Marisol screamed, and the whole table went silent (except for Luther, who was still eating).
JP's jaw dropped. "What did you just say to moi?" He asked, with a stern look spreading across his face.
Derek got out of his seat and answered angrily, "You heard her, JP. Why don't you just mind your business for once, huh? And leave MY girlfriend alone, you jackass."
With that, Marisol set her knife down (after shaking it at JP) and got out of her seat. She glared at everyone and soon her and Derek had left the table. "We don't need them ruining a perfectly good night. The moon is out, the air is fresh, you look wonderful as usual...let's go out to a fancy restaurant. And if we see Seeiah and Jevonte there, we'll just make sure they don't see us." Derek told Marisol, wrapping his arm around Marisol as the two of them vanished out of sight. Elise and JP watched and then looked at each other, with evil smiles appearing on each of their faces.
"We have got to take action SOON, Arsenault. That Latino bitch is really starting to get on my nerves. She thinks that she's queen of the world now just because she has some dumb boyfriend, which isn't even that great because they're both the same height! But that's beyond the point." Elise said to JP from across the table, causing everybody else to listen in (except for Luther).
"What on earth are ya talking about, mate? You trying to get rid of Marisol?" Moby asked, with Zoe beside him nodding.
Setting his napkin down, JP calmly answered, "Yes. She has made a fool out of moi for the last time. Both of them have. It is time for them to learn a lesson, once and for all."
CHAPTER 7
It is the next morning and the sun is shining bright outside Marisol and Seeiah's room. Marisol and Derek were in Marisol's bed cuddling, while Seeiah was in her bed. Jevonte was at his apartment because the night before he just wanted to visit with Seeiah and then head to his place because he was tired. Seeiah wanted to go there with him, but Rahzel told her that doing that "was not acceptable". Before Seeiah could cuss out Rahzel, she bit her tongue and made sure she stayed on Rahzel's good side.
Derek woke up before the two girls and looked over at Marisol. Marisol left a little bit of drool on the pillow. Derek snickered to himself with a smile and kissed her on the cheek. He got out of the bed, naked as usual. He was heading to the bathroom when suddenly he heard Seeiah clear her throat from the other bed.
"We need to talk. Oh shit! That is one, uh, nice...piece of hardware you got there." Seeiah turned away to avoid staring at Derek's "region" and she got out of bed.
"Fine. It better be worth it. I'll slip on some shorts and meet you out in the hallway, I don't want to wake my baby up." Derek answered. Seeiah rolled her eyes and went out into the hallway, glancing at Derek's naked body for a few seconds and then closing the door quietly. A few moments later, Derek joined her in the hallway with some shorts on.
Derek tapped his foot impatiently and asked, "So? What the hell do you want to say?"
"You're kidding, right? I think it's pretty obvious. You stole my best friend away from me and I want her back. Me and Marisol had a special kind of bond. We were hated by practically everyone else here and all we had were each other for a long time. But then your white ass came into the picture and you swept her off her feet and now she wants nothing to do with me. You're the only one who can get me back my friend and stop being such a rude asshole. I don't think that's too much to ask, is it?!"
Derek nodded. "Well, it's not my decision. Personally I think you aren't that good of a friend anyway. You're weird and annoying. I know that if I were Marisol, I wouldn't be friends with you anymore. She was probably just your friend in the first place out of pity. That's the only thing I can think of. My baby has a big heart."
Seeiah's jaw dropped. "WHAT? Just because you have a little more hair than me doesn't mean you can make shit up! Marisol was NEVER my friend out of pity! We always got along great and considering all those other bitches liked to fuck with us, we became best friends. Thanks for ruining a great friendship. Wait, maybe she's only your boyfriend just because you have a nice dick? Oh shit, I really just said that. Damn." She said, getting angry at herself.
Laughing, Derek adjusted his shorts. But before he could say anything else, the door flew open and Marisol stood at the door.
"Derek? Why are you talking to HER? Come on, get back to bed, chico." Marisol tugged at Derek's arm, but Derek didn't budge.
"Marisol, your EX-friend here is talking shit. She said that you only are involved with me because I have a nice...you know what." Derek said, glaring at Seeiah.
"WHAT?! Girl, what the fuck is wrong with you? I can't believe you would say something like that to my wonderful boyfriend! Ugh, go to hell, chica!" Marisol grabbed Derek and the two of them went back into the hotel room.
Seeiah knocked at the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. "Shit! All my shampoo is in there, too. Now what am I gonna do about my hair?!" She said, distressed. But then she saw Psymon emerge out of his room with that crazy smile on his face.
"Psymon! Boy am I glad to see YOU, you crazy fucking moron! Could you PLEASE knock this door down for me?" Seeiah asked politely.
"SURE!" Psymon replied, and knocked down a door quickly with his leg. But it wasn't the right door, and soon after they heard Zoe and Moby squeal.
"No, THIS door! The one I'm standing in front of, dumbass!" Seeiah yelled, but couldn't help laughing. Apparently Zoe and Moby were enjoying each other's company also.
Psymon shrugged but didn't listen to Seeiah. This time he plowed through another door, which was Mac and Kaori's. The two of them also squealed.
"Ew... that's REALLY gross." Seeiah said, shaking her bald head and shuddering. Before Psymon could knock down Elise, Eddie & Brodi's room (and she didn't even want to know what was going on in THERE), she grabbed Psymon by his arm and pulled him towards her door.
Shaking Seeiah's arm off of his, Psymon laughed freakishly. "Oh, whoops! What the heck were we thinking, Mr. Tattoo?" He lifted up his leg and knocked down Marisol and Derek's door, and they two of them didn't squeal at all. They were too involved to even notice. Seeiah smiled and walked in the door. But Psymon wasn't done yet. He grabbed his leg and swung it at Seeiah. Seeiah fell down on the floor like a sack of bricks and Psymon slammed the door, laughing at a job well done.
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The day flew by for everyone. The hotel got three new doors for Zoe & Moby, Kaori & Mac, and Marisol & Seeiah's rooms. The hotel staff wanted to kick them out, but Rahzel (with his infinite charm, haha) convinced them that Psymon should stay.
Later that night, dinner was being served. Seeiah had left with Jevonte to go out to dinner down the street, so she was the only one that wasn't there. Rahzel had made sure that the hotel kept a nice, long table so that everyone could sit there and "bond". Rahzel wasn't very popular these days, as you can probably guess.
"Isn't that seat supposed to be for Seeiah, dude?" Eddie asked Derek, with Elise glaring over Eddie's shoulder.
Derek grabbed Seeiah's seat and responded casually, "She's not joining the group tonight. Which is good for me, because now I can have dinner with my baby here." He started massaging Marisol's back.
Before Elise could say anything, Eddie slammed his hand over her mouth. Muffled insults almost came out, but luckily Eddie only heard quiet versions of 'bitch', 'slut', and 'bitch' again.
JP and Luther were sitting directly across from Marisol and Derek. Psymon was next to Luther and Kaori was next to JP. Psymon whispered to Zoe while Moby listened in, "There's gonna be some fightin' in here! I CAN SMELL IT."
Luther, as his usual classless self, began stuffing any kind of food he could in his mouth. He even reached over to Marisol's plate across the table and grabbed some prime rib from her, stuffing it in his mouth with pleasure.
"Hey, fatass, you wanna apologize? Now I'm gonna have to wait to get another one while your greasy, redneck ass enjoys yet another full meal. As if you even NEED to eat. You're so fat that you got more chins than a Hong Kong phonebook. No offense, Kaori, chica." Marisol said, shooting a smile at Kaori and an evil glare at Luther. Elise sneered and grabbed a cup of wine and started chugging it down.
"I'm not even from Hong Kong..." Kaori said, confused and her voice trailing off. But then Mac, who was next to her (of course) just shrugged and she forgot anything had happened.
JP set his fork down and replied, "Marisol, be kind. No need to be so hostile all the time, oui!"
"I FUCKING SAID NEVER TO TALK TO ME AGAIN, YOU STUPID SHIT! LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE! STOP OBSESSING OVER ME AND FIND A NEW FUCKING GIRLFRIEND, YOU FRENCH IDIOT!" Marisol screamed, and the whole table went silent (except for Luther, who was still eating).
JP's jaw dropped. "What did you just say to moi?" He asked, with a stern look spreading across his face.
Derek got out of his seat and answered angrily, "You heard her, JP. Why don't you just mind your business for once, huh? And leave MY girlfriend alone, you jackass."
With that, Marisol set her knife down (after shaking it at JP) and got out of her seat. She glared at everyone and soon her and Derek had left the table. "We don't need them ruining a perfectly good night. The moon is out, the air is fresh, you look wonderful as usual...let's go out to a fancy restaurant. And if we see Seeiah and Jevonte there, we'll just make sure they don't see us." Derek told Marisol, wrapping his arm around Marisol as the two of them vanished out of sight. Elise and JP watched and then looked at each other, with evil smiles appearing on each of their faces.
"We have got to take action SOON, Arsenault. That Latino bitch is really starting to get on my nerves. She thinks that she's queen of the world now just because she has some dumb boyfriend, which isn't even that great because they're both the same height! But that's beyond the point." Elise said to JP from across the table, causing everybody else to listen in (except for Luther).
"What on earth are ya talking about, mate? You trying to get rid of Marisol?" Moby asked, with Zoe beside him nodding.
Setting his napkin down, JP calmly answered, "Yes. She has made a fool out of moi for the last time. Both of them have. It is time for them to learn a lesson, once and for all."
