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"who're we waiting for again?" Masai asked impatiently
"my sister, she's picking us up"
"oh right"
"are you nervous?" I asked teasingly
"no, why would I be?"
"I don't know, you're shaking a little, your forehead is kinda moist, and you keep asking the same questions over again. don't worry, tomorrow's the day you have to worry about. that's when the uncles and male cousins come and they're the overprotective one's. my uncles have witnessed my dad go through so much heartbreak, they've made it their mission to keep that from happening to us"
"by my dad I'm guessing"
"I don't know. we'll probably find out this weekend. that's Storm I think" I said pointing at a white audi r8 that was pulling up
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"let me guess, you're getting your car tomorrow?" He asked as we stood up and got our bags
"I wish. my sister bought that herself. my dad thinks we'll value the car more if we buy it ourselves, which is probably true"
Storm honked the horn once she parked the car by the sidewalk as if we hadn't already started walking towards the car. She's the opposite of my dad and I. She loves the attention, whereas we appreciate it but want our privacy at times. For her if she could be a Kardashian and have her own reality TV show she'd sign up for free.
Masai and I went to the back to put our bags in before taking our seats. He sat up in the front with her since his legs were too long to sit up in the cramped back.
"how was your flight?" She asked as she pulled off
