Emma's P.O.V.
I wake up. The plane is about to land. And Zara is still asleep. I can hear her soft snores. I shake her a little bit trying to wake her up.
"Zarrr....wake up...we're about to land." I say in a whiny tone.
"Huh?" Zara says.
"WE'RE GOING TO LAND! GET UP!", I whisper-yell.
"Oh...going to land where?", she asks.
Jesus Christ I can't believe her.
"We're going to land in MIAMI!", I again whisper-yell and this wakes her up with a shudder.
She has a lazy smile on her face as she says," I can't believe this Emz. Our dream is finally coming true."
I smile.
"Come on now get up, fix your hair a little bit, rub out the sleep in your eyes. You're supposed to look decent.", I say.
We tidy up a bit. The plane has landed now and we are waiting for the ping to happen so that we can get off.
The ping finally happens and we got out of the plane .We grab our luggage, get out of the airport and hail a cab to my Uncle's mansion.
Zara's P.O.V.
Emma says she has an uncle living here in Miami. And her uncle's mansion is where we are supposed to stay. It is, like 1-2 miles away from Bayfront Park.
We reach Emma's uncle's mansion.
Damn. This mansion is very big. It is 2 storeyed. Covered in red and cream paint, it looks beautiful. As we enter inside, a butler hands us lemonade. I stare at the house while twirling around.
"Emma! This house is large man. It doesn't even look like a house. I feel like I am in some royal palace or something! Haha", I start laughing loudly and keep rambling.
Suddenly I hear someone cough. Its Emma. She gestures towards something behind me and there is a middle aged man. He is having a stern look on his face. I freeze and start laughing nervously.
"Umm, hi", I say nervously. "My name is Zara and it's nice to meet you Mr.....", I trail off.
"Mr. Brown", Mr Brown says now with a small but warm smile.
"So-", Emma cuts me off before I can say anything.
"Umm, sorry for Zara's behaviour."
Mr. Brown nods as though to say 'It's okay'.
"Girls, your rooms are that way and there's the kitchen. You can help yourself if you feel hungry or something. Milan, our butler will show you both your rooms.", said Mr. Brown.
He says something to the butler and leaves the mansion
I drag my suitcase behind me and Emma does the same as we both enter our rooms. The room is quite spacious. There is a queen-size bed, which iss velvet red with black sheets. There is a walk-in closet there and it is black and white. The carpet is off white. It iss, so...I don't know...plushy? The bathroom is also covered in black and white tiles. There is a big balcony which faces the sea. On my left is another balcony, which is Emma's. This place seriously feels like heaven.
I remember Milan the butler telling us to be downstairs at some 8:00 pm for dinner. And its 7:55 right now. When I go downstairs, I see that there is no one at the dining table. I can just see a butler and a maid. The butler is Milan but I don't know who the maid is. I greet Milan and the maid.
"Hey!", I say to the maid.
She looks up to see if I'm calling her.
"Uh, hello Ma'am", she sayd hesitatingly.
"You don't have to call me Ma'am. You can just call me Zara. And what's your name?", I ask and grin at her.
"My name is Anne. Now please take a seat.....Zara." she says.
As I take a seat, I see Emma emerge from her room.
"So....do you like the royal treatment? And how is your room?."
I assure her that everything is fine and she doesn't have to worry. We sit and eat in silence. A comfortable silence. After dinner, even though Milan and Anne refuse, I and Emma help them clean up. After cleaning up I tell Emma to come to my room.
