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~Arrival~

Everything is ready, our stuff packed and most of them already shipped to our new house. I'm moving around with memories floating my mind. I'm still don't really comfortable with the thought of everyone and everything I leave behind and the new life I'm beginning, but I will get used to it I suppose. It's just difficult.

While I was going downstairs I found my mom crying in my dad's arms, he is holding her tight and trying to convince her that we will be alright. I haven't seen my mom so weak never so I'm in shock I just keep standing there like an idiot.

-It's ok Anna, it will be alright and I'm here for you,I hear my dad whisper.

-I know Alex,i know but I'm afraid, and everything we leave behind....my dad is getting worse day by day, I just can't handle it it's too much.

-I know honey I know, but it will be for the best and Maritina will be able to go to a very good college if she wants to.

-I know, it's hard for her and I can't really stand by her side because I feel like a mess, it's just too much.

-We have a whole summer ahead of us in Buies Creek, just leave it up to me; I will do everything for you to be happy.

He notices me and leaves my mom's hug without saying a thing. Ι can tell that he feels responsible for her sadness and that is killing him. He looks at me with an apologetic look and I just smile knowing he needs it.

Our way to the airport was silent and awkward.We were minding our own business with our heads in the clouds, the taxi driver sensed the atmosphere and didn't say a word either. So here we are starting a new happy life, yay.

Even the weather is a torture today. The sun is shining and the wind blows just enough to not be too warm, it's beautiful and irresistible, there is no traffic because everyone is sleeping right now, so unfair. I am paying attention on every single detail just to hold as much of Corfu as possible. The trees are moving with the air sparkling when sunshine hit their leaves, the bushes seem so gentle and cute with their little green leaves, there a few roses at the entrance of the airport and for some reason i feel like they are important like everything else around, I'm trying very hard to keep the positions and the looks of the surroundings to draw them after, as my last image of home.

The flight is going to be long since everybody is still silent and every chance of communication because of the madness at the lobby. Literally there are people everywhere going to different direction, leaving and coming, kids crying groups walking together like a group of flamingos can barely keep up with my parents. Luckily our flight isn't so crowdie and we manage to get to the airplane fast. My dad seems lost, looking at my mother who is clearly better but also obviously anxious, so I put my head against the window and trying to get some sleep.

Suddenly I'm back to Corfu on a beach with Nicholas playing the guitar shirtless and all of us dancing and singing, hot sand, the sound of waves, sweat and smiles feel the look on Nicholas eyes full of desire just like always. He throw the guitar at Nick and wraps me up, I feel the world in my hands from such a height, Nicholas is smiling and he eyes are sparkling with a dangerous flame only Greeks and Italians have. I kiss his smile gently and he is about to give it back when full of happiness I wake myself up. Surprisingly I don't feel upset, just full of energy and hope, just like I was teleported in that beach while sleeping and took a last taste of Nicholas sweet lips.

-Hem Maritina you were talking in your sleep....says my dad.

-And that song sounds good, what is it called?

-Was I singing? I'm laughing nervously but my stupidity seems to have cheered them up.

-Yeah, you totally had been singing, the song Nicholas is always singing for you when a guitar is around.

-The Tonight? Are you guys messing with me?

-Nope that was it. You became a little too passionate at the refrain too.

-That must had been embarrassing, why didn't you wake me up?

-We tried but you wouldn't, you seemed so into it.

Trying to change the topic i start asking details about our life there, my school our home, dad's job. For some reason now that we are only one hour away I feel excitement running through my vanes not fear of the unknown. A strong dose of adrenaline is making my heart beat faster than usual and my limps uncontrollable. My parents seem to appreciate that smooth move of mine and my unexpected excitement which gave them the opportunity to share fears and thoughts. Now that most of our bad mood is gone the time is passing faster and faster.

We landed and took our packages with no troubles and found a taxi almost immediately. My dad is now helping with the heavy suitcases. He is going to be next to the driver and me and my mom on the back seat. After learning our address the taxi driver informs that is a 30minute road to there. I feel so tired that I can't help a grin; we had been on a plain for 7 hours and now we have to drive 30 more minutes, come on.....

I'm trying so hard not to fall asleep again but I just can't is noon here but the jetlag is killing me, we have came across no other vehicle but the driver keeps going slow and the amazing amount of fields and fields calms me very much to keep my eyes open. When I was about to let my sleepiness take control the car stops and my dad gets out. I turn my head to see our new home and I see something very far from my expectations.