After that call , my mom turned the car back towards the road that leads us to that big beach mansion, fully excited to meet the French people who live there.
Sitting in the front passenger seat, here I was looking out the window vibing to some music and thinking about what is waiting for me there, is it a big family? Are they nice? Do they have any kids my age? Oh and most importantly, Do they speak or understand English? I was really excited about meeting them til I actually snapped back to reality knowing that they are French and not everyone speaks nor understands English. My thoughts kept getting deeper and deeper until-
-Did we arrive yet?
Said my 12 year old brother who just broke the strange silence in the car.
-No, adam we still have approximately, 10 miles to go,
My mom responded with a tiny smirk who vanished from her face little by little.
Once the small conversation ended , I soaked back into my thoughts thinking about that family again , I was really curious about how they looked like, just like how you are , dear reader , curious about how me and family look like. Well I'm apparently a brunette , with brown eyes , a small amount of freckles on my face , a button noise , medium lips and a short , kind of hourglass figure , my mom is a milf lol nah I'm just kidding but for real tho she is 48 years old , red shiny hair , with bangs that cover her huge forehead and a sincere smile that warms hearts . Me and her kind off look like tho , except my brother who is a copy paste version of my dad AND that IS with his black straight shiny hair ,black eyes and heart shaped face.
