Chapter 2
They were now back on the front porch of the guest house just standing there when the door opened and her father came out. They quickly dropped each others hands, both knowing how much that bothered her father. "Oh, Alicia I was just looking for you," he said, "You still have to pack and say goodbye to everyone."
"Yeah I know I was just saying goodbye to Josh." She said with annoyance towards her father in her voice.
"Okay, well Josh tell you—" he was interrupted by his wife calling out to him to come back up stairs, "Okay I'll be right up," He said to his wife. "Okay so josh say goodbye to your family for us and I'll umm see you next summer." He said to Josh.
Her dad walked inside as she was smiling up to her mom at the second story window. "Well," she said to Josh, "I guess this is goodbye."
"Yeah I guess so," Josh said with sadness in his voice, "I'll miss you." After that Alicia looked up at the window and sure enough her mom was still watching. She looked up at her mom and widened signaling that she wanted her to get away from the window. After her mom closed the blinds they kissed one last time. Josh continued, "Well I guess I'll see you next summer, bye." And then he walked away from the house.
Alicia walked into her house and up the stairs to her room. Even though she knew she had packed everything she still checked through her suitcases just to make sure. "Alicia come downstairs with all your things we are leaving soon," said her mom. Wow, Alicia thought to her self, we are actually going home. She grabbed all her suitcases up in her hand and she turned the lights out and left. When she got downstairs her parents were waiting for her so that they could start to make their way to the main house on the estate.
When they walked in to the main house Alicia could smell her aunt in the kitchen cooking her famous arroz con pollo. It was the simplest Spanish dish consisting of chicken and rice, but Alicia loved it. Sadly she wouldn't be able to eat it again till next summer. Her Aunt greeted them and called the rest of the family downstairs to say good bye. After Alicia hugged and kissed all her family members at least twice, her and her parents left for the airport with her uncle.
The ride to the airport was only 30 minutes. In the car her uncle played some station that was playing upbeat songs, which were contrary to how she was feeling. She was really going to miss Spain and everyone there. At least she would get to see her friends again.
When she stepped out of her uncle's car at the airport, the scene took her by surprise. There were so many people there rushing by her, in the distance she heard people yelling at each other in Spanish. Her uncle was unloading her family's luggage out of the back of the car as her mom walked up to the counter which had a huge sign above that said 'montrador de informacion' in yellow. She asked her uncle what that meant and he said it was an information counter.
After her mom got back with the tickets her uncle left and her and her parents went through airport security. Someone from a group in front of them set off the alarm. This made them wait an extra 34 minutes before they could go through, almost making them miss their flight. They some how managed to make their flight just in time. Lucky them Alicia thought to herself.
As they were taking their seats a flight attendants voice came over the speaker she said something quick in Spanish and everyone looked around at each other. Then the pilot came on and translated everything the flight attendant said in Spanish. All he said were the basic rules and regulations you must abide by if you are on the plane, something that almost everybody on the plane knew already.
After a while the flight attendant came around taking orders fro drinks and snacks. When the flight attendant got to Alicia, she turned off her ipod that was blasting You Found Me by The Fray. The Flight attendant asked her what she wanted with a strong Spanish accent. Alicia had replied that she didn't want anything at the moment. After the flight attendant walked away she went back to her music.
"Alicia," Her mom said as she was shaking her, "Wake up."
Alicia slowly opened her eyes and looked up at her mom asking, "Were back home already?"
"Yeah, now let's get off the plane." Her father replied trying to hurry her for some reason.
When they stepped of the plane Alicia thought something was different. The airport looked different. The people waiting for their planes to arrive looked different. Everything looked more high-end. "Where are we?" Alicia asked with question in her voice. "Everything looks different." Both her parents just looked at each other sharing a knowing look. "What's going on?" She tried again. There was still no response from either of her parents.
Finally, her dad said, "Let's go get the bags."
That was it. That was all her dad said. She knew they weren't telling her something. That's when she saw the panel listing all the flights. On the side that listed the departures all of them said from Westchester to some other destination. That was it. They were in Westchester. Why weren't they back home in Connecticut? "Why are we in Westchester?" She asked, her voice shaky and a confused look on her face.
"Lets go get the bags." Her dad said once again.
"No, I want to know what we are doing her," Alicia said with annoyance in her voice.
"We will tell you in the car honey." Her mom said
"Just tell me now, I want to know." Alicia said
"You have to wait this is not a good place to have this conversation," Her dad said with anger traceable in his voice, "Don't ask me again until we get in the car."
"Fine." She said. She would find out eventually.
They walked to the baggage claim and noticed that every person's suitcase was stamped with some designers initials. Hers were Ralph Lauren, but she only had three suitcases. She saw some girls younger then her with five or six suitcases, all of them of different designers.
Finally Alicia and her parents got their bags and they started to head outside towards the parking lot. She didn't see their H3 anywhere. "Ah," Her dad said, "There's the limo."
"WHAT!" Alicia said, "Why do we have a limo where is the H3!"
"Alicia calm down," Her father said rather calm, "Like I said I will explain everything in the car."
"Ugh fine." She said.
There was some man standing outside the white limo. He was tall and had dark hair and skin. "Hello Mr. Rivera."
"Hello Dean." He said as he stepped into the limo. After all of them piled in he explained everything to Alicia. He said, "We are moving here because and the company gave me my own firm. Dean is going to be our driver."
"Why are we moving," Alicia said her voice full of anger, "I didn't even get to see any of my friends this summer. They don't know we are moving, why are you doing this to me."
"Don't worry honey," Her mom said as the car was pulling away from the airport, "You'll make friends fast, and our new house is going to be bigger then the old one."
"I don't care if the new house is going to be bigger," Alicia said upset, "I want to go home."
"This is our home," her dad said with annoyance in his voice.
"I hate this place already." She said as she slipped her speakers for her ipod in her ears. For the rest of the 30 minute drive she just watched the scenery as it passed by the window. All the houses were really big. The school she would be attending, Briarwood-Octavian Country Day School. It was an old brick building covered in ivy leaves. As they were driving by what Alicia assumed was the town's mall, she saw four girls about her age jumping into a silver range rover. They apparently had a driver too, unless the man putting all their bags in the car's trunk was their dad. But she highly doubted that. A couple minutes after she saw the girls jump into the car, her and her parents arrived at what was going to be their new house.
