KIA KAHA [POC] - cth

tahi - the airport

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"Attention all ladies, and gentlemen."

The announcement of the flight attendant, abruptly pauses the show he was currently watching on the screen in front of him. He sighs at the interruption, and looks over to the airplane window. Nothing but white fluffy clouds, were surrounding the jet-black coloured plane.

"We will be landing in 15 minutes, so please stow all electronic devices, and bags under your seat and prepare for landing. Once again, thank you for flying with Air New Zealand. Kia pai tō rā."  The lady injects the speaker, and the plane starts to angle itself for landing.

Calum scans the window once again, as the snowy thick clouds dissolve. Green mountains, with unbearable intensifying masses of oak trees surround the lands. Small farm houses, with winery fields, and patterned fields of farm crops. Shores of ocean water surround the land scape, with large rocks that splatter foam water.

It was all so exotically different to Calum's usual found thoughts, and divergent interpretations. It was breathtakingly extraordinary, as it gave him a fresh new world he has yet to discover.

Just a few hours before he was complaining to Joy and Mali-Koa, why he needed to visit Aotearoa. They'd visit a few years before, but Calum insisted he'd stay behind. Every day of that trip, they'd show him photos of the waters, fields and natural beauty of New Zealand.

After the trip, and the return of Joy and Mali. The two were transformed in a completely different way. Especially his sister, Mali-Koa. She seemed more lively, outgoing and she even had a temporary moko on her chin. She couldn't bare to wash it off, and it stayed for two months. Everybody was asking what it meant, and they were all so hypnotised at how powerful it made her look. It even made Luke, swoon over her for a few weeks.

Now he was 19 years old, and they'd push him in a plane to New Zealand. They said that he needed to discover his true culture, and accept who he was. He'd try so hard for the past years to be a typical Australian, like his best friend Luke. But no one bought it, and they'd just joke to him about being a try-hard.

Calum thought his mother and sister, would come along with him. But his mother demanded for him to go alone, as it'll be more educational. But it was also a small benefit way to get him outside of his always-locked room.

Soon the plane again is in a midst of clouds, and then millions of houses and buildings were in front of him. Different coloured roofs, rugby fields, then tennis courts to skyscraper buildings. He wondered if he'd be able to bungee jump the Sky Tower or the Harbour Bridge.

His whole body was filed with butterflies, as he sat on the edge of his seat the whole ride till they landed. He got out of the plane, grabbed his luggages at the carousels and soon he was a few steps to the exit. A bunch of people and families were waiting for their own guests, and family members. None of the faces looked familiar, as he stood in the middle dumbfounded. None of the taxi drivers had his name temporally engraved on their little boards or papers. At this point, it was as if no one was coming to get him.

Calum made his way to a small Maccas booth, and took his phone out of his jacket pocket. He texted his mum, asking who he should be waiting for or what the plan was. He had absolutely no idea what to do at this point.

As he waited for a response, he looked around.

People weren't all typically kiwis. Most were Asians, Indians, Polynesian. Maybe it was just because he was in a airport. Otherwise, he was surprised. He thought New Zealand would fill up with white Kiwi's and Maori's.

The phone in his hand buzzed, as it interrupted his thoughts. He let out a little giggle at the vibration his phone made, causing a few girls looking at him weirdly.

He shrugged it off, looking down at his iPhone.

Mommy<3 :  HAHAH YOUR THERE ALONE

Cal-pal : MUM

Mommy<3 :  LOL

Cal-pal : your kidding right

Mommy<3 : ok ok calm down
Mommy<3 :  or should I say CALUM down

Calum brought his palm on his face, slapping it in embarrassment. Grabbing the looks of the girls again, which he just rolled his eyes, in a careless matter.

Cal-pal : stop.
Cal-pal : your.
Cal-pal : not.
Cal-pal : funny.

Mommy<3 : your uncle got the days mixed up, so someone will be there in a couple hours.
Mommy<3 :  and excuse me I am HILARIOUS.

Calum sighed, at the word 'couple of hours', as he needed to wait for someone to come pick him up. But he also sighed at his mother's terrible remarks. Damn you Michael Clifford. But Calum couldn't stand to be mad at his mother.

Cal-pal : love ya

He clicked the off button of his phone, and pulled his laptop out of his Nike bag.

If he was going to wait for a couple hours, he might as well get comfortable at the greasy, smelly Mac Donald's booth. His navy coloured pillow was squeezed in between his luggage pole handles, as he took it out.

He sat there watching a bunch of SpongeBob SquarePants episodes (which Michael nicely lent him, before he left Aussie), and his Beats headset cancelling out any other disruptive noises, and his arms around his squishy pillow.

Hoping, and just wishing. That someone would get him sooner or later.

Because he really hated the smell of the guy next to him, and he wanted to get out of the airport before one of the workers would kick him out for not buying anything.
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i love calum's mum sm

how was this chapter ?
it was quite short, but it's kinda like an intro and yerr

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- Evelyn, xx