2 |Who Are They?|

*Alexa's POV*

We had finally landed in America, after two days of switching flights, and also had claimed our baggage.

I spent most of my time on Wattpad, reading alot of mafia stories as they were my favorite, so I wouldn't get bored during the journey.

We walked out of the airport to look for our famit. I fiddled with my fingers, scared, excited and nervous all at the same time.

My dream was finally coming true, I was in America.

From the corner of my eye I saw both my parents put on a smile which meant that they had spotted my family.

I mentally groaned, I wasn't used to meeting people whom I hadn't seen in person for six years.

We walked towards them.

Shyly, I hugged my dad's sister, her husband (my aunt and unlce) and my two cousin sisters. One was two years old, and the other was ten.

My uncle took the luggage trolley from my parents and started leading the way, to where I guessed, the car.

It was huge, and right seated, my mouth was left hanging open.

The luggage was put at the back of the car and we all were to settle into the car.

"No no, it's alright, I can sit at the back."

My mum and aunt were a having a small argument to who was going to the sit on the singular seat at the back.

My aunt was saying that she would sit at the back, but my mum was saying that I didn't mind sitting there and anyways my aunt had Ava, my two year old cousin, to take care of.

Finally, after a few minutes, my mum managed to convince my aunt and I had been told to sit at the back.

I had stayed quiet the whole time.

It was a bit chaotic because my other cousin, Emilia, was throwing a tantrum because she wanted to sit with me.

We all had eventually managed to sit in the car, which got really noisy.

My dad and uncle were already talking about the places we were going to visit. Meanwhile, my aunt was telling my mum about how much I've grown while comforting a crying Ava. Emilia was staring me.

I stared back at her for a while before giving her a weird look and looking around to where I was sitting.

It was a bit like the car boot, you had to jump over the first two rows of seats to get to this one. It was right in the middle and had open space before the car boot was there.

I saw a small white paper, I didn't know why, but it made me eager to examine it.

Leaning over from my seat, I picked up the piece of paper which felt more like card.

I thought it was plain white, but when I turned it around, I saw five boys and a man standing in one straight line, wearing suits.

Suits. Who wears suits?

The boy who looked like the eldest had a straight face, grey eyes and a wrinkly face, the tallest of them all..

On the man's right was a boy who looked just like the man, just a bit shorter and younger-looking. His gray eyes pierced into mine, making me shudder even if it was just a photo.

Going along the line was another boy, shorter than the first one. He had chocolatey brown eyes identical to mine, messy hair and a smiley face which showed his white teeth.

Shorter than him was a teenager. He had gray eyes and familiar face features to someone, I just didn't know who. He too had a cold stare, and his hair was as straight as it could be.

Next to him were two boys who looked just the same, I assumed them as twins. The both were smiling and they had they're thumbs up and one arm around each other.

One thing we all, including me, had in common was the brown hair.

"Alexa!"

I quickly looked up to meet my mum's chocolatey brown eyes.

"Come on, out of the car, we're here," She said.

I nodded.

My family had already gotten our luggage out of the car and were now standing outside, waiting for me.

I got up from and hoped over the other seats, clutching the photo in my hand.

We all stood outside a huge mansion in a line.

"Ready?" Mum asked.

They all started walking towards the door, I hadn't.

Fidgeting with my hands, I managed to say, "Wait! Wait, I've got a questioned."

The all stopped and turned around at the same time.

I gave them a quick weird look before running up to them.

"These people," I said, showing them the picture, "Who are they?"