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•Cancún, Mexico | June 13th, 2017 | 3:26pm•
"woo, Cancún!" India cheered as Dom pulled up at the hotel
"finally, this ride has my legs feeling numb" Tyler said opening the car door to get out
"join the club" I said sarcastically
Damien got out after him and ran over to the trunk to get my wheelchair out. I was so surprised when he let us use his jeep to get here, I was even more surprised when he let Dom drive it, he never let's anyone drive it.
"so what do we do first. ooo, let's go to the beach, oh wait no let's go shopping, or we can go-" India started babbling
"or we can settle in, I think that's reasonable" Dom said cutting her off
A young guy, around maybe Damien's age, came out of the hotel with a tray of drinks and was wearing a short sleeve button down shirt, only the buttons weren't buttoned.
"¡Hola! I hope your travel here was great." He said in a thick Mexican accent
We all looked around at each other wondering who the fuck this guy was and why he was speaking to us.
"my name is Francisco, and I'll be your tour guide while you're here" He said with a wide smile "these drinks are compliments of our hotel"
"ohh" We all said at the same time before each taking a drink from the tray
"if you follow me I'll lead you to your rooms. I'll give you two hours to settle in then we'll start the tour, how does that sound?" He asked
I wondered how he spoke fluent English, it was funny because he still had the Mexican accent which was weird.
"sí, papacito" India said to him with a huge grin on her face
I swear my friends and I are a bunch of hoes, but it's okay. Hoe and proud, maybe I'll even start the hoe walk, if I could walk.
He led us inside the hotel, which I have to say was beautiful. I've seen some really nice hotels but damn. I know it wasn't cheap to pay for this, I offered to pay since I have all that money my mom left me but Damien insisted.
We got in the elevator, which alone was nice as fuck, all the way up to the 20th floor. Hopefully there's no fire because I can't run down the stairs, and I probably wouldn't even if I could.
After a minute of my ear feeling clogged we finally made it to our floor. Damien and I were sharing a room or course, then Dom and Dillon, Tyler and Sydney, and India had her own room. Don't ask how we all fit in a jeep meant for up to five people, just know it wasn't the most comfortable nine hours of my life. I felt bad because the only reason we were driving in the first place was me, this was exactly what I meant when I said I didn't want to come.
