It wasn't a big deal if she couldn't look out the window during their extensive flight. It would have been lovely to do so but she was fine in the middle since she could look around the other passenger to see out of the window or get out to stretch her legs without going over two people to do so. It was a bit annoying though, to have someone take their seat but it was also rude to make a scene when it wasn't a big deal. "Don't worry about it, James." She assured her boyfriend. "London is a beautiful city and I'm sure this will be the first of many trips in and out of our amazing hometown." She assured him. She returned the light kiss, hoping no one else saw, well to be more specific, no one in James' family as she was still a bit unsure of how much PDA they could actually display before they got taunted or teased and embarrassed.

The flight was spent doing many things, drinking, snacking, playing games, napping, chatting, etc. Sasha was still nervous about not seeing her family for a while but she kept reassuring herself that this was a new adventure and she had someone right beside her who felt like home. Once the group landed and got a car after exchanging numerous greetings with the extended family, they all took the long drive out to Princeton. Sasha looked out the window and marveled at the rustic scenery. It felt like home but it was much greener in her mind. Thankfully there wasn't rain falling from the sky so things were already looking up in Sasha's mind.

Sasha kept quiet though, she felt out of place and wasn't sure what to say. Most of the light conversation was between the various family members as they asked general questions about how people and places were and such. Sasha kept to herself and when they all got out, they quickly headed into the home to settle in. Sasha and Anaïs were sharing a spare room together which was fine with them. As they tried to find something to keep them occupied and awake, that the twins, her and James look around the area. She waved to the older teenager and headed out, not sure what to expect but was taking her backpack with her in case she wanted to snap pictures or write something down. "What?" She looked up as the questions began to fly out of nowhere.

"Um..." Sasha looked to James, unsure of how to handle this situation.

"We met at a neighborhood picnic." She said, her light British accent sounding rather different from the American accents the twins had. "We uh...we've been together a few months." She should know the exact amount of days but that information was failing her as she nervously looked back to the curious pair of people. "We..." Her voice began to trail off as she found herself overwhelmed and unable to answer as to how long before they met, did they start going out. "L-love?" She blushed and cleared her throat. She really didn't think it was proper to be saying such things to people she hardly knew. And she wasn't a fan of gossip either. In her mind, the Americans were being rather pushy but Sasha didn't want to seem rude herself. "What James and I do and how we may feel is a private matter." She said with a nod and then realized that may have just been a direct way of pushing the topic under the rug while also trying not to confirm they did in fact love each other.

"Are we in love?" She glanced back to James, not wanting everyone to know and she hoped he understood her reservations.

"I don't know..." She shrugged and put on a sly grin. "For all anyone knows, we could have driven to Cornwall and gotten hitched in secret." She laughed, unable to let some of her creative spirit run a bit wild. "But if we did, it was for money, not love. I'm secretly a billionaire, you know." She giggled some more and hooked her hands behind her back as she began to balance on the edge of the sidewalk. Glancing toward James, she gave him a wink, hoping this playful banter would take some of the pressure off the two of them.