After over an hour of packing, and the endless 'Just checking in' interruptions we were off to the airport. "Feeling nervous yet?" She looked at me through the rear view mirror. "Nothing so far." She was immediately displeased with my answer. "What." I chuckled "You didn't even want me to do this." I could see her face twisting up to say something, from the corner of my eye. "What she means is." My sister spoke up. "Thanks for letting me do this mom, I'm excited to learn new things." She laughed and lightly hit my arm. I forgot to mention her. My sister, Jazmin. Older, prettier, the kind of daughter my mom wanted me to be. No resentment towards her though. I accept being the toad of this moderately successful and good looking family. We all have our flaws right.
"Yea yea same sh-"
"HEY" She glared. "I wasn't gonna say it." Cussing. Another thing that caused dissatisfaction between my mother and I. 'A girl should never swear, it's unattractive and you won't get married.' Truly the best motherly advice.
At the airport
"You hurting my arm." She dragged me around the airport, like a rag doll. "You do realize that there's no way I can be late." I stopped walking and pulled my arm back towards my body. "We left early, so we that wouldn't be late for arriving early."
"Are you good? Do you have everything?" At this point I couldn't tell if she was worried that I'd miss the flight , or she missed the chance to ship me off. She stood and sighed.
"Youre not gonna hug me are you?" She rolled her eyes and pulled me in against my will. "Don't screw anything up." I stepped back eyebrows furrowed, shoulders shrugging. "I'll miss you too."
"I think I'm going to miss you least of all." I fake cried as I turned to my sister. "We're moving once you leave. It's going to be great."
We said our last goodbyes and I headed for my gate. I sat in the window seat watching as the lights of my city became distant. I plugged in my head phones, neglecting the crappy airline ones to watch movies on my Mac. I stared down the world clock on my screensaver, the sense of uneasiness settled in. the My hands became sweaty, and my throat dry. Before I knew I had become more like my mother, complaining about the air cabin temperature. Constantly asking for water. The achy feeling in my chest, the sweat forming on my brow. I was uncomfortable, I was alone. So much for wishing to be free, I'd give anything to reach back down to the ground right about now.
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Foreigner
FanfictionWhen a girl from across the sea shakes up the idol world, things can get crazy. But can the friendship between a shy boy and wild girl, balance things out?
