Meet the Easterbrooks prt1
"Princess, wake up."
I hate when people tell me to wake up.
"Joey shut up," I grumble.
"Miss Jackson, we are preparing to land."
I listen this time. "Thank you, Carlos."
I finally open my eyes. I fell asleep on Joey's shoulder and my neck hurts like a little...
"Maybe you should invest in a neck pillow." The brown skin Latino laughs at me.
"I don't like you." I breathe out.
"Feelings mutual princess." He nags me.
I pop a piece of gum in my mouth to help with the dropping altitude. At least my ears didn't pop.
I thank all of the crew members on board. I don't think they know how much I appreciate them all.
It is so hot getting off of that plane. After we get through security and customs we exit the airport.
"My cousin Bruno should be here at any moment," Joey says. My security dispersed after we got off the plane. May I say they are doing a great job at not being seen. I'm impressed.
"Is he actually your cousin or are you just saying he's your cousin?" I ask.
"Everyone's my cousin." He sings.
Joey greets his cousin in Spanish. And I'm just awkwardly standing there
"You must be Izzy," Bruno takes my hand and gently kisses it.
Bruno is has a much lighter complexion than Joey. He has sleeves and a chest of tattoos.
"Joey tell me your family isn't full of a bunch of flirts," I ask already creeped out.
"Eastbrook Mafia territory. You won't last a week." Joey whispers.
I groan, "Joey, I will not believe your joke. Your family is not a ma-"
"Princess, don't shout the word. I'm joking, calm down." He uncovers my mouth.
We are going straight to Elena's home.
Throughout the whole ride Bruno tries to I don't know... seduce me in Spanish and Joey thinks it is the funniest thing ever. He claims that he can do better and I want no participation in that.
"Can I abuse my power on him?" I sigh.
"No, because Bruno is crazy." He says with unneeded hand gestures.
We take one step out of the car when we arrive. Joey freezes and I follow his gaze to a lady holding a slipper.
Joey starts to run.
"Joey! I said no running!" I chase after him. He gets to his peak and his pace shifts, I can catch up.
"What the heck dude! I said no running until you fix the alignment of those feet." I fume.
He doesn't say a word. He's not even looking at me, he's looking behind me.
And from behind us, I hear, "Joey you didn't tell me you were bringing home a girl." I immediately turn around.
I am face to face with a woman who doesn't look a day older than 29.
"Princess meet Elena Easterbrook."
"Mhmm...I don't believe you. You want me to believe that this lady is your mother? She doesn't look like she more than three years older than us-" and now I'm being dragged by his mother.
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Why we run
General Fiction***This book does have a prequel. It's called "I can see you." You do not need to read that book to read this one. I'd prefer you read this one first.**** Description: She's an Olympic champion who likes the shadows. A girl who wanted to stay on the...
