Tristan's Point Of View
"TRISTAN!" Arrisa yelled, as I walked through the door of their hotel room.
She beamed the brightest smile, as she ran into my open readied arms.
"Arrisa, I'm so glad you're okay. It was scary wasn't it? I'm so sorry." I said, squeezing her tightly.
"I was terrified. Those guys were disgusting jerks! But Payhne came for me, and Nana Meah took care of those big bullies! She's so awesome!" She said, squeezing me back.
"Yeah, she's amazing." I agreed.
"We are having waffles, eggs, and sausage for breakfast. It's kinda early, but Payhne said we have to go home soon. But I wanted to see you..." She said, taking my hand and leading me to the table.
"Kaleb, I'm glad you're okay too. I missed you little brother." I said, ruffling his hair.
"I'm sorry I never let you worry enough. I see now that you had a good reason. I missed you too, big brother." Kaleb said, leaning into my hand.
