Prologue to our stories!!

Hi everyone!!
So, I decided to take the plunge and post the first draft of this prologue/first chapter to our series. (which doesn't have a name yet)
We want to try to start regularly posting chapters, esp. if there seems to be interest in them. So anyways, tell us what you think!! Ryn and I are co-authoring these- this is one is of my composition. I'll note whose writing an when, or if it was a joint effort.
Ok, enough- here's the story!

Prologue:
"I can't believe we're actually doing this." 17 year old Eva remarked to her sister Maria. She looked anxiously out of the plane window.

"Stop worrying so much, " 15 year old Maria murmured sleepily. She yawned  and tucked a strand of her thick, dark brown hair behind her ear. "This is going to be amazing."

Eva didn't look convinced. "Maria. We haven't actually seen our cousins face to face, in the flesh, since we were 7 and 5. 10 years ago."

"Good job on the math," Maria smiled. Eva wasn't amused. Maria sighed and straightened up in her plane seat.

"oh, Eve, you're being silly. So we haven't seen them in person- we've been keeping in touch since then! And we've been emailing, texting and facetiming them all the time recently. This is the 21st century- those things count."

"What if they hate us in real life?!" Eva wailed. Maria raised an eyebrow, and shook her head.
"They won't" She assured her sister. "Trust me."

Eva leaned tensely back into her seat, but she didn't look convinced.

Maria understood why her sister was worried, even though she herself wasn't. They were on their way to a little town in Sicily, Italy, to spend the summer with their Italian cousins, the Conti family.

 The main reason was for language study- immersion was the best way to learn a language, and the homeschooled sisters were very serious about learning Italian. And, they wanted to get to know their cousins better. Unlike many Italians, they were no longer Catholics, but had, under the witness of both family and some Protestant friends, put their trust in Christ. While in some ways their beliefs differed slightly from the girls, they were confident that they would be able to get along. The girls were interested to hear their testimonies in person- especially their oldest cousin, Francisco.

 He had been the last to get saved, in fact only a few years before, through the witness of a close friend of his, in school. Since his salvation, his life had been dramatically changed. He was supposed to be a very intelligent young man, as well as his younger brother whose name was Romeo. The girls still found his name slightly amusing even though they were used to it. Sofia, or Sofie, was the youngest. She was in public school in her town, but sometimes had trouble fitting in. The girls hoped they would all be good friends
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Maria glanced over at Eva. She appeared to have fallen asleep. Maria grinned and shook her head.
Eva was quite a worrywort sometimes. She had a propensity for expecting the worst, and had no trouble imagining some pretty horrible fates for the worst to be. She was an artist, and also loved to sing, along with her sister. She was unorganized and scatterbrained at times. Her ideas never seemed to turn out quite how she expected. Her personality sometimes made it hard for her to make many friends, but she didn't really care.

Maria herself, on the other hand, rarely worried, usually trusting God to lead everything to turn out for the best. She was organzied enough for both girls-thankfully- and helped her sister to keep on a more realistic track when her ideas got too farfetched. She was a singer, writer, and despite her practicality had a strong romantic streak, which her sister liked to call sappy. Maria had a easier time with people than Eva. She was prettier, her personality  was more welcoming, and she could be nice to people she didn't care for with more ease. She also was not sarcastic- a trait Eva hadn't seemed to be able to get in line yet.

Maria wondered how their stay in Italy would go. She was excited to see what God would do- what He would teach them. She sighed happily and shut her eyes.