Boring old town

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"Sweetheart I know you are hung up on old feelings but this is your grandfather we are speaking about"

"The one that paid for me to go to conversion camp?"

"Yn please! He just wanted the best for you. He was stuck in his ways."

"I was stuck in a closet... literally. So I guess we are even" I layback on my couch looking around my New York apartment as my mom continues to talk. I look down at yet another one of my late rent and utility bills for 10,000 and sigh.

"Listen Yn what do I need to do to get you to come to this funeral?" I was silent when I got an idea!

"I want 20 thousand dollars" I say blankly. I waited for her answer and heard a sigh

"Grow up" my mom hung up and I smiled standing up and packing my bag for home. An hour later I got a text from my mom.

Momster 👹 - it's in your account and I bought your ticket. Tomorrow 9 am

Yn - I'll see you there


Now boarding for Calgary Airport!

"First class please come to the desk." I stood up and walked towards the desk as I looked at my tickets. I didn't notice where I was going and ran into someone dropping their phone and mine.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to-"

"Don't worry about it" the woman answered grabbing her phone and walking in front of me to the desk she was checked in and headed to the bridge.

"Next!" I snapped out of whatever the heck that was and handed the lady my ticket she checked me and I boarded the plane.

Once on the plane I couldn't stop thinking about everything but like always I pushed down my feelings and got to my seat sitting down then pulling out headphones.

"Fancy seeing you here" I looked over and smiled at the girl I collided with earlier.

"The stars must be aligning."

"You believe in that?"

"Not really. But I can" I throw out a cheesy line which causes her to let out a small pity laugh.

"Cute. I'm Tate" she smiled extending her hand. My heart nearly blew out of my chest. If I'm right and I'm pretty sure I am. This is Tate McRae. The girl I crushed on when I was 9. My cousin Rose found my notebook and gave it to my grandfather which started the hell i went through. But we were kids then. I moved away after that and never went back. But I couldn't forget her face... "umm you ok?"

"Yeah! Umm hi I'm Cairo" I smile getting a smile back.

"It's nice to meet you." Before we could continue the stewardess came around asking our drink order.

"What do you carry?"

"We have the complimentary champagne and coke beverages"

"I'll have the champagne and a water" Tate smiled as she wrote the order down

"And you miss?"

"I'll have a sprite please" I smile the stewardess nodded and headed off.



We had been flying for an hour now when I feel a tap on my leg, I was drifting in and out of sleep so that woke me up fully

"Can I please get past you to go to the restroom" I nodded sitting up and allowing her to pass. I cleared my throat looking around. Another hour left I groan and finish the last of my sprite the taste was nasty. Nothing worse than watered down soda. Tate comes back and I can't lie the feels of wonder for her never left.

"So. Why are you going to Canada?"

"Family stuff." I sigh

"You?"

"A funeral.. so same.. well my parents want me to go since he was good to us" she rolls her eyes

"But at least it's beautiful there."

"Exactly!" She laughs "I don't usually do this but.. can I get your number?"

"Yeah." I nod as she hands me her phone I smile and put my number in.




Skip

"Ok cuz we are here!" Riley says slapping my arm.

"Ow!! You know what!" I say grabbing my arm. "Get me out the car!" I groan opening my door. As soon as I grabbed my suitcase the door opened showing my mom.

"Yn!! Thank God you made it safely!!"

"Mom the flight was 3 hours.. calm down" I say as she hugs me

"Aww Yn you look great! Not eating much but great!"

"Thanks... I think"

"Your father is inside on the phone with the caterers" I nod going up the steps "your room is ready for you" I go straight upstairs hearing my dad yell took me right out of the mood to say hi.





The funeral

No lie I didn't get too dressed up I just put on a black top and dress pants with my loafers oh plus the sunglasses to really hide my sorrow.

"Oh Yn! How are you doing!? I know this must be a lot for you!" My great aunt Agni asked she was wiping tears I didn't know could fall

"I'm fine." I shrug taking a sip of my sprite with lime. "Are you ok?"

"I- you- how are you so calm about this. He was the monarch of this family. My father!"

"We weren't close." I see a waiter pass by and take another glass handing him my old one. As I was turning someone caught my eye Tate in a black dress she smiled as the waiter handed her a glass of champagne she gracefully said thank you and looking around when our eyes met. Her eyes slightly widened as she started walking to me. My aunt left I don't know when

"Your name isn't Cairo is it?" She asked stopping inches from me

"No." I shook my head slowly "but I don't give my name out to everyone.. what if you were a killer!?"

"You already gave me your number" she whispered

"Fair..." I nod

"So what is your real name?"






Yall like this!? You never answer but I always like to ask!

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