"It's been going on for too long" Kat said, "when will you tell them?"
Ariana sighed and zipped up her brown Louis Vuitton suitcase. "I don't know how they'd react if I told them." She wore a black skirt just above the knee and a white faux fur sweater; part of her dyed brunette hair in a side braid, the rest falling on her shoulders.
"It would be worse if they found out somehow." Ariana sighed again and picked up her hand bag, "we'll see."
Kat rolled her eyes and followed Ariana out into the cold morning air.
"Why can't you just do this one thing for me?" she asked annoyingly. Ariana opened her mouth to reply when suddenly a very jolly Frankie stepped out of the 15ft tall mahogany door and breathed in the scent of early autumn. His hair was dyed a light blue and he wore a grey shirt and sweatpants, wheeling a black suitcase behind him.
"You ready?" He asks, turning to Ariana and she nods excitedly. Kat rolls her eyes at them and stomps back inside, shutting the door. Loud locks could be heard from inside. Ariana simply shrugged and started walking towards the huge black car that awaited them.
"Here we come London!" Frankie screamed enthusiastically, rushing into the car after his sister.