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Tana's POV: I nervously sat by both my brothers in the small grey plastic chairs. People swarmed the airport. Some crying, some completely normal, as if this was natural to them.

Then those like me. The so scared I can barely breath people. I had never been on a plane before. And this is from California to New York.

My tan brother stared deeply into a distance. I couldn't quite tell if he was sad or conflicted. My other brother, was just faking smiles here and there while making small talk. It was incredibly awkward on both our parts.

"Flight 19 B to New York now boarding." the weary voice waved over the intercom. Immediately every muscle in my body got stiff. My eyes got watery which made it blurry to watch the people stand and grab their luggage. I rose to my feet, letting go of my brother's hand. "This is it." he stood along with me.

"Good luck Tana." he sniffed before wrapping his arms around my neck. "I promise I'll come visit, Max. Mom can't keep me from doing that." I forced a small grin while pulling out of his grip. I glanced down at Damian. "Damian, at least say bye." Max wiped away a falling tear. I gripped the handle to my suitcase.

Damian slowly came to his feet. Without making eye contact, he put his hands on my cheeks and stared at my head. "I'm really going to miss you Tana. I'm so worried about this. But you have no choice. I love you." he kissed my forehead and pulled me into a hug.

Max's tears fell even more rapidly. And I could also feel Damian's wet cheek against mine. "I'll be back you guys I promise." I assured. We both backed out of the hug and I looked at both of the boys. "Now you won't have an annoying little sister in your hair all the time." I winked while sniffling. I wasn't one to cry. More to shake it off and get angry about it.

"Bye, I love you guys. Take care of Caroline." I waved with a shaking hand. I grabbed all my luggage and headed towards the plane. I won't look back. I can't. I won't.

I slightly turned my head one last time. Regretting it all. There they stood. The boys who made me who I am now. I nodded to them to assure them that this was going to work out. I turned away before I started getting too emotional.

But this was independent Tana. The side of me I always wanted to bring out. And here it was.

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