Ivan's POV:
The car ride was long and silent.
My brother gave me some relaxation to my nerves about us coming to US. After a hour or two in the car we pulled into the driveway of the team 10 house.
The driver helped us with our bags and now we were standing in front of the door, before we have a chance to knock or ring a doorbell the door flies open.
"WELCOMEE TO AMERICA MARTINEZ!" It was no other than Jake Paul himself, holding a vlog camera in our faces.
Emilio laughed and Bro hugged Jake, I did the same.
"What's up man!" Emilio says to him in English, it holds a thick accent but it's understandable.
"Brooooo, you have no idea how excited I am that you guys are finally here, come on in!!!"
Jake moves back so my brother and I can come in, our mom follows shortly after.
Jake starts talking to his vlog camera about how he's gonna gonna give us a tour of some sort from what I can understand.
He shows us around the house, it's a lot larger than I expected. A lot nicer than our shabby apartment in Spain.
"What a nice place right bro??" Emilio looks at me expectantly.
"Yeah, it's nice." I nod back at him.
Eventually Jake shows us the rest of the house, unfortunately there isn't enough room yet so we will be sleeping on the couch until then. After showing us around, we hear rattling and screaming downstairs. Jake hits record on his vlog camera and says something I don't comprehend and runs downstairs.
My brother looks at me and says,
"See not so bad bro, now lets go meet the rest of the house."
AN: SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT!!!
I HAVE BEEN EXTREMELY BUSY
