When Drew and his older brother Jackson got to the MacKruthes' place, they were still in the car.
"Is this it, Drew?" asked Jackson.
"I guess so." replied Drew. "Alex said that Grayson lives in the last house of this street."
"Ok, do your thing and knock at their door."
Drew got out of the car and rang the doorbell. Jackson came out after. Then someone opened the door. "Hi... I'm Grayson..."
Drew realized Grayson didn't know who he was. "I'm Andrew. Mostly everyone calls me Drew."
Drew's brother began to speak. "I'm Jackson, his older brother."
"Cool," said Grayson. "I also have an older brother named Jarrett. So, how old are you two?"
"I'm 14 right now," replied Drew. "I'll be 15 in a month."
"I'm 18," said Jackson.
Grayson realized Drew and Jackson were towering him by nearly a foot. "You guys are tall," he said.
"Our mom's the tall one," said Drew. "Our dad... not so much."
"Interesting. No one in my family is as tall as you guys. Anyway, come on in."
Drew and Jackson went in the MacKruthes' house.