THE SEVEN

Chapter 4

After 11 hours the group finally landed in London. Sarah wouldn't stop taking pictures and talking the entire plane ride. Sebas, Enzo, and Jelly slept for most of the 11 hours. Samuel was working on his computer doing some weird coding stuff or something. Surprisingly Han got the courage to talk to Hazel. They ended up talking for a while and Han realized Hazel wasn't as scary as she thought.

The group gathered around the baggage claim area, patiently waiting for the conveyor belt to spring into action. "This is taking forever," Hazel muttered, kicking an abandoned water bottle in frustration.

"This is a good opportunity to practice patience," Samuel advised her.

"Patience my ass"

"Okay, everyone, once we have our bags, let's head to the hotel. Mody mentioned that we'll receive some important information there," Enzo whispered to the group.

Nods of agreement filled the air, but Jelly remained non-compliant. She couldn't accept Enzo taking charge, especially after he had just done whatever it was that he did.

Jelly approached Enzo discreetly and pulled him away from the group. Ensuring no one else could hear. "Stop," she demanded firmly.

"Stop what?" Enzo replied, puzzled.

"Stop acting like you're in charge"

"But I am in cha-"

"No," Jelly interrupted sharply. "You can't just take over our group."

"Do you need to read Mody's message again?" Enzo asked.

"I don't care what Mody said. Just stop"

"Hey, our bags are here," Sarah called out, struggling with her oversized bag on the conveyor belt. Sebas came to her rescue.

"So, you want me to stop being the leader?" Enzo inquired. "Who should take charge then? You?"

"I'm just saying you can't take control of our team. You can lead your own group if you want. I don't care," Jelly clarified.

"I don't understand"

"Seriously? Are you stupid or something. Look," Jelly pointed between them. "We are not a team. We are never going to be a team. Do you get it now?"

"Fine, whatever"

They both returned to the group, visibly irritated.

"Is the car here yet?" Samuel asked.

"Yeah, the car is here for OUR team," Jelly responded.

Enzo gave her a perplexed look. "But this is my mission, given to me by the boss. So it's my team's car."

The rest of the group exchanged confused glances. "I'm confused. Aren't we all on the same team?" Hazel inquired.

"No, apparently not," Enzo replied, gesturing to differentiate. "There's our team and their team."

Sarah finally grasped the situation. "Come on, Jelly. They seem nice. Let's not be mean."

"So, you'd rather have some random guy take charge of our group? We've never had a leader, and it's always worked fine for us," Jelly pointed out.

"I mean girly does have a point," Han chimed in, supporting Jelly's stance.

"Hey, guys. What team am I on, then?" Sebas asked. He was immediately pulled over to Jelly and Han's side.

Han and Jelly continued to argue with Enzo while Sarah attempted to mediate. Hazel and Samuel began playing a card game on a nearby bench, and Sebas helped random people with their luggage.