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Sarcasm and Turbulence

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"Mum made pancakes with Nutella on them!" Tyde shouts into my room. I sit up immediately, my love for Nutella overpowering my laziness.

I sprint past my brother and to the kitchen. I sit in my spot at the table, and Mum chuckles at my antics. She brings over a plate with three pancakes, coated in Nutella, syrup, and a topping of whipped cream.

"Good morning Troye." she says happily.

"Morning Mum, why the pancakes. I mean I appreciate them, but I am just wondering why you suddenly decide to make pancakes for me." I say before digging into the stack.

"Well, since it's your last day here, I decided to make all your favorites. For lunch we are having tacos, and for dinner we are having lasagna." She replies as Sage and Tyde sit down. She serves them their plates as Dad sits down.

"Morning." I say cheerily to my family members.

"Good morning Troye, how did you sleep?" Dad asks.

"Great, actually. I didn't have this huge secret weighing me down. I slept like a baby."

"Is all your stuff packed?" Mum asks as she sits down.

"Yup. Except my carry on which is my laptop, and phone, and that kind of stuff." Well, the only other stuff is a jumper, my song notebook (which they don't know about, I hope), and my charger(s).

"Are you ready, as in like, mentally?" Tyde joins in on the Troye Interrogation.

"Uh, well kinda. Yes, but no. If ya' feel." I shrug and Tyde raises an eyebrow.

"No, I don't feel." He chuckles, mocking me. I roll my eyes.

"I am excited because it's a new country, new opportunities, and nervous because I will be all alone." I think about how nice it will be to be able to sit in my living room, in boxers, and not have someone yell at me. I also think about how lonely dinner will be. Every night, sitting by myself.

WARNING THE LAST TWO SENTENCES INCLUDING EXTREME SARCASM!

"I'm sure you will find friends, you are a likable person when you aren't being a shit-head." Sage says nonchalantly.

"Sage!" Dad gasps, "Language." Sage rolls her eyes in response. I am going to miss these idiots.

We have grown so close since I came out. We have laughed a ton, making up for lost time I suppose. It makes me sad that I won't get to spend as much time with them because I am moving, but I am glad that they know me. It makes me happy inside. The truth of the matter is this: I missed a lot of family time because I was scared they wouldn't love me. Shame on me.

Shame on me.

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"Troye come on wake up." Dad says quietly. I groan. It's too early for this.

"No." I flip back into the pillows. Dad shakes me. I hiss as cold air rushes over me, he took my blanket. Then he flips the light switch on so I am forced to get up. The light illuminates my dark room. I look at my phone, and the time reads 2:15. Ugh!

We have to be at the airport at 3:30. I get up and stumble over to the t-shirt, jeans, and jumper I laid out last night.

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This is an outrage. It's extremely early and I am going through security.

This woman in front of me is having a fit because she can't take her bottles of whatever with her. It's ridiculous. I am exhausted. This trip has started out complete SHIT. First Dad got lost on the way here so I didn't have time to grab breakfast. Then I tripped and fell on my way to security. Now I am going to be late because of this bat shit crazy lady.

Why?

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"We are going to be experiencing some turbulence here shortly folks, so if you would please put your seat belts on. Put up your tray tables, and sit your chairs up, that would be lovely." One of the flight attendants says over the intercom. Fuck. My parents were kind enough to get me a first class ticket, but it's not really helping right now.

I put my headphones in and try to fall asleep. I don't want to experience the plane shaking. No thank you.

It doesn't work, the plane shakes some and I know there is no use. The turbulence isn't that bad. It doesn't help the fact that the plane is shaking and it scares the shit out of me.

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I have been on this goddamned flight for ten hours and I am about to strangle someone. The food sucks, the seats suck, these people suck. I am like ninety percent sure the flight attendant and the copilot had sex in the closet. The flight attendant at least sucked him off. I still have like another ten hours. This shit is unreal.

I just want to go home.

I don't even know where home is.