Bianca and Nico

Bianca

We had wandered in the streets of Washington D.C. when suddenly we saw a place that had bright light around it.

"Nico, do you want to look inside?" I asked, he put his hand on his chin and made a face as if he were thinking. "Yes."

As soon as the word had left his mouth, a man had opened the door and said, "Hurry, it's raining, you don't want to get cold, now do you?" We didn't know who he was but simply nodded.

Once inside I looked outside and saw, indeed that it had been raining. I looked at Nico but saw that he wasn't there. "Nico?" I looked around until I saw him talking to a- wait, twins. He was talking to twins. They was a girl and boy. They both had the same features. Black hair, pale skin, their hair covered their faces. They both had the same hight, and troublemaker faces.

The only difference was:
Eye color.
The girl had stormy gray eyes with a bit of brown, while the boy had chocolate brown eyes with a bit of gray.

What they wore was the same clothing as Nico and I had, the girl had a braid with bangs and the boy had messy hair.

I walked over there and heard a bit of the conversation. "You know what would be funny?" Said the boy. "What!" My brother said. "Running around and screaming, 'there's a fire in the building, run for you lives'." The girl seemed to notice me and tapped his brother on the back. He whispered something in her ear. He turned and smiled at me. Nico turned as well. "Hey Bianca, I made new friends, meet Zara." He pointed to the girl. "And this is, Harry." He posted to the boy that had said you know what would be funny? "This is my sister Bianca." He pointed at me.

"Nice to meet you."