A Player Remade (Sequel to A Player in the Remaking)

Chapter Twenty Eight

Things were going great within the clique members. With all the drama that has been going on lately, moments like this should be cherrished. Everyone that was invited to go on this trip to Mexico were more than happy to get the fuck out of California. It felt great to be around good vibes and forget about reality for a week and a half.

"Oh my God, it feels good to be off that plane." Brielle hissed, stretching her arms in the airport.

"You're not the only one," Chresanto said, carrying the few bags the brought along on the plane. "What do you have in these bags, B? They're so heavy."

"Shut up, puta pendejo." She retoreded. "I'm hungry."

"So am I." Darshay and November said together.

"Should we get something to eat here or see if dad has anything planned?" Jacob asked Brielle.

"He texted me long before and said we're having dinner at his place after we get settled into the beach house. I guess it wouldn't hurt if he get a quick snack."

"I didn't imagine Mexico like this." Lola whispered loud enough for everyone to hear.

"What did you think it was going to be like, dirt roads and old Mexican rapist?" November asked, chuckling.

"Aha, here are the ATM's." Jacob said, pulling out his credit card.

"What do you need a ATM for?" Carina asked.

"To change the money into pesos."

"They still use pesos?!" November asked, laughing loud. "What the fuck I thought they got hip to the US Dollars!"

"November, shut up its's not that damn funny," Ray said, pushing her to the side. "Let me get some money for me and my baby. I need to buy us some condoms."

"Ray!" Lola screamed, hitting him. "Why are you being so damn loud? I thought you said you packed some in the bag."

"Oh my God, you guys are so nasty." Darshay muttered.

"Girl, shut up after you have that little baby of yours see how hard it is to find time for sex."

"Can we please get some food?" November asked, wrapping her hands around Tre's waist.

"Yeah, let's split up. Boys, go get the rest of the luggage and we'll get the food." Brielle said.

"Why can't ya'll get the luggage and we get the food?" Tre asked.

"I agree with Tre." Daniel said.

"Do ya'll think we can really carry all that shit by ourselves?" Aniya asked.

"Majority of the shit is yours!" The boys exclaimed.

Darshay sighed. "Okay, lets make a bet. If we get all the luggage before you guys get all the food, you have to pay for our diinner tomorrow."

"And if we win this bet?" Craig asked.

"Vice versa."

"Alright, come on, guys. Get the going. I ain't paying for anybody's dinner." Tre said, tying his sweater to his hips.

Brielle

"I don't no about ya'll, but I ain't carry shit." I said.

"Me either." Both Aniya and November said.

"Let's ask does group of guys over there to help us!" Lola exclaimed.

I whistled, catching the small group of boys attention. "Hey, chicos! ¿te importa a mí ya mis amigos para ayudar con las maletas?" I asked the group of boys. (hey, guys! do you mind helping me and my friends with our bags?)