Straight Mobbing

Spooky-Sets of Three

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"One hundred percent." Pedro said and left my house.

Stassie was in the shower and getting ready to leave to hide out from Igor. I knocked on the door and pushed it open.

"Princesa, we're not going to Big Sur anymore." Stassie pulled the curtain open, water dripped down from her face. She looked hot.

"Why not?"

"We're going to Reno." She had a scowl on her face.

"Whatever. Let me finish showering and I'll rearrange my bag." I nodded and left the bathroom.

Stassie cut the water minutes later and I heard her padding around. 

A moment later Stassie appeared in the my open doorway.

"Your makeup ran down your face." I tell her.

"Thanks." She grabbed something out of her duffel and rubbed her face.

"Hermosa." I said.

"Shut it." Stass whispered.

My room was taken over from the influx of girly clothes. I could barely find any of my stuff. I pushed around piles of clothes and random stuff just to get to my suit.

I hoped Stassie didn't see what I had packed but she'd find out soon enough.

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             The tarmac was empty except for one plane. The private jet Mr. Kapvoich chartered for Stassie and I to leave Freeridge for Northern California. Stass spoke to the Pilot and had him change our destination to Reno. I sat quietly waiting for Stassie. The flight attendants all wanted to know how she had been and blah, blah, blah. What I wanted to know was why were we on a small ass plane?

"You gonna tell me why we're going to Reno?" I looked up and Stassie was standing over me.

"Don't worry. Just relax and we'll be there soon." I was the one that needed to relax but I was freaking out hoping everything was going to plan.

           This was the first time I was ever on a private plane. It was a lot smaller than a regular plane from a big company. We didn't have to go through security or get searched. We just walked on and gave them our IDs and that was it.

"Folks today's flight is approximately one hour and twenty-nine minutes. Arrival time set for eight twenty four p.m." The Captain announced. Stassie buckled up and I followed her lead.

"Nervous?" She whispered. I nodded my head.

"This shit is tiny."

"Better than a secret military plane that has two offices like Air Force One." TWO OFFICES?!?

The plane taxied out to the take off strip and I started saying a Hail Mary. This was not how I planned on dying. Maybe getting shot or beaten to death. But not in a small ass fancy plane. I felt the thrust from the G-forces as we lifted off the ground. And I soon relaxed into my seat when the plane leveled out.

A quick nap later we arrived in Nevada. 

Stassie thanked the crew and a bodyguard ushered us into a blacked out SUV. "Grand Sierra Resort and Casino." I tell the driver.

Ten minutes later we arrived at a big hotel and a bellhop grabbed our bags. Stassie pulled me inside. This place was huge. Bigger than any hotel that I had ever been in. Well Stassie made me go to a meeting at a big hotel but it wasn't like we were staying there.

"Checking in?" A hotel employee asked.

"Yes, room is under Oscar Diaz." I state.

"Sir, here is your room key. Ma'am here is your all inclusive spa package. Have a great stay!" I grabbed all the papers and thanked the guy.

"Why didn't we pay for that?" Stassie asked.

"It was taken care of."

"By who?" I turned around to the elevator and waited.

A second later the doors opened to three people we both hadn't seen in a while.

"ANA!" 

Stassie moved from looking at me to her little sister. "What?!" Stassie dropped her bag from her hand and lunged at Evie to hug her.

"We're getting married! Thought you two should be here."

I hugged Cesar and Mikey. They picked up our bags off the ground and we all got into the elevator.

"Where are you getting married?"

"Arch of Reno Wedding Chapel. Now come on we have to get ready." Stassie looked at me and then everyone else and happiness covered her face.

"I didn't pack a dress. We need to go shopping. Wait! Do you have a dress?!?!"

"All taken care of. Hairdressers are upstairs waiting for us." Stassie pulled my hand closer to her, she squeezed it three times and I pulled her into my side.

"You talked to Mikey didn't you." Stassie says into my side.

"Yup."

The doors opened up and there were more guards waiting for us. They walked in front of us and behind until we reached a set of double doors.

"This is us. Boys go chill in the living room. Ana and I are going to get beautified." Evie pushed open the door to a mansion of a hotel room.

The floors were so shiny I could see myself in them. The living room had expensive furniture and fur rugs. The bar was gold plated, fully stocked and waiting for us.

"Have fun." I mocked Stassie as her sister pulled her away from me.

Stassie mouthed 'help' at me and all I could do was laugh.