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I throw my final items into my suitcase and zip it up.
I go downstairs to find my parents bickering yet again......
"Nothing's going to happen", my dad yelled
"How can you be so sure, she's going to ITALY, where she was born, where you know we...", my mom shouted
Again I'm left wondering what they were arguing about, and especially what they did in Italy.

I make my appearance from the stairs by accidentally dropping my suitcase on the last step.
My parents look at me like they had just seen a ghost.
What is going on?, I thought
"Hi Marla, are you hungry", my dad said interrupting the silence

"I think Preston and I will just get something to eat at the airport", I say

"Ok well Marla honey, I love you, and I want you to know how proud we are, and call us every night, oh and make sure to send us lots of pictures", my mom said tearing up.
"Mom it's only 2 weeks", I say
"I know, but.."

My dad looked at her and gave her a type of look that even I couldn't figure out what it meant.
There's been so many things I can't figure out lately actually, what are my parents being so secretive about, what did they do in Italy?
I put my thoughts aside as I remember how excited I am about going to Italy.

I put my bags in the trunk of my car and hug my parents goodbye, I wave out the window as I see my mom crying.
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Next thing I know I'm in the car on the way to the airport with Preston

We finally arrive and find a parking spot after 30 minutes of driving in circles over, and over again.

Preston helps me get my bags out of the car and we head into the airport.

We go through security, and head over to find something to eat.

As soon as we finish eating it's time for us to board our plane.
Words cannot describe how excited I was for this trip, it's all I've wanted for so long.
"You ready?", Preston laughed and asked as we were taking off
"Are you kidding, this is the best thing to ever happen to me", I say
Preston just laughed and shook his head.
It was a 13hr flight, but I was glad it was an overnight one so I could sleep most of the way.
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The overall thought of everything was so surreal, but I couldn't help
but worry in the back of my mind of what my parents have been arguing about.

I'm awoken by a slight shaking of my shoulders... Its Preston...
"We're here!", He says a little louder than most would like

I look around and we're getting stares from Prestons noise.

I laugh and tell him to be quieter.
As I'm getting off the plane I turn around to see a few people whispering while staring at me, I just brush it off thinking they're judging me on something.
"Excuse me ma'am, but does your name happen to be Mariella Rossi?", one of the ladies asked
"No, um my name is Marla though", I replied

"Oh I'm sorry", she said and walked away.
"That was odd, are you some famous person, and I don't even know about that", Preston joked

"Haha very funny, now we're in Italy, let's go!" I said practically sprinting through the airport to our rental car.

"Marla wait up", I heard Preston yell

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