I stared up at the new blossoms. This'll be the last time that I'll see them for a while…
After about a minute, I turned and left the blossoming trees. I won't be back here for at least four years. I can tell already that I'm going to be homesick.
Once I got home, I noticed that my mom already had the car packed and she was waiting in the driver's seat.
"Hurry up, Kiku. We don't have all day you know," she said. I sighed a little and got in the car. My parents were sending me off to a boarding school somewhere in America. Apparently, a lot of kids form all over the world go there, so I wouldn't be the only foreigner, however, I was anxious nonetheless. I really didn't want to leave my country.
After about twenty minutes of driving, we reached the airport and my mom quickly unloaded all of my things into the baggage check. About another twenty minutes later, I was saying goodbye. Ten minutes after that, I was on the plane. I was seated next to a boy with long black hair that was pulled back into a ponytail that rested on his shoulder. He looked slightly annoyed and was scowling at the seat in front of us.
"K-konnichiwa," I mumbled, "Where are you headed?"
"Ni hao," he said as he suddenly realized I was there. His face had softened a bit when he stopped glaring at the seat in front of us, "I'm heading to California. Not that I want to though, aru… Where are you going?"
I could tell he was Chinese by the way he spoke. "I'm also going to California," I said, "My parents are sending me to boarding school…"
"Me too! They said something about a ton of foreigners being there, but I still didn't really want to leave China…" he said as he started to scowl again, "Oh yeah, my name's Wang Yao, aru! But you can just call me Yao."
"Ah, it's a pleasure! My name is Honda Kiku. You may call me Kiku though," I said with a little bow in my seat. Yao smiled a but and then when the person in front of us started to move a little bit, Yao gave a quick little glare towards then.
"Erm, pardon me for asking, but I've noticed that you keep glaring at the person in front of us…" I mumbled.
"Aiyaa, I hate that guy," he said as he crossed his arms and leaned against the back of the chair.
"W-why's that?" I asked.
"Because! He purposely annoys me, he's always picking on me, and he's always purposely trying to make me mad, aru!" he steamed, "I honestly don't now how I ended up on the same flight as him! Aiyaa… Stupid Russians…"
I decided not to question any further, and I leaned back into my chair. A few minutes later, the plane started to take off.
After bout an hour of flight, the man in front of us seemed to notice Yao. He turned in his chair and gave an extremely creepy smile, "Ah, Yao. We seem to be on the same flight. I assume that you're heading to a boarding school, da?" He was a tall guy with silverish/ beige hair.
"H-how'd you know about that?" he shouted in response.
"Oh, well it seems as though a lot of people are. This boy beside me is," he said as he motions to the shaking boy beside him, "Say hello."
The boy turned around and said, "annyeonghaseyo…" He had a little curl on the side of his head which appeared to have a scared face inside of it.
"This is Im Yong Soo. He's from Korea, da?" The Russian man said as he put his hand on the Korean's head, "He's such a small guy." Actually, he was rather tall, but he just happened to be small in comparison to the Russian, "Who's your friend?"
Yao looked over at me and then he said, "This is Honda Kiku. He's from Japan, aru. Kiku, this is Ivan Braginski."
Ivan smiled and sent shivers down my spine, "My, you're very small as well, da?"
"Y-yeah…" I mumbled and turned to face the aisle. The rest of the flight went on in an awkward silence with the occasional small talk with Wang-san.
After the plane landed in Los Angeles, I hurriedly got my stuff together and made my way out of the plane.
"See you later then, aru," Yao-san said as he walked off with a woman in a Qui Pao. I looked around the terminal trying to find the person who was going to pick me up. I was told that they'd have a sign. I got nervous after about ten minutes of searching.
I gave up after another five minutes and plopped down on one of the seats. However, I accidentally knocked over something that was resting against the seat next to me.
"Oh, I'm very sor…" I started but noticed that it was a sign that fell. Then I realized that the sign had my name on it. I looked at the person next to me who owned the sign. He was a tall, curly-haired brunette wearing a white t-shirt, blue jeans, and dark brown boots and was dozing peacefully in the chair.
"Erm, excuse me," I said as I tried to wake him up. I shook his arm a little, but he wouldn't budge, I decided to wait for him though since I couldn't seem to wake him up.
I kept looking up at the clock, counting how long it's been. After about two and a half hours, I noticed that he was moving a little bit. He slowly opened his eyes and groaned a little.
"Er, hi," I mumbled as he sat up holding his head.
He looked over, and asked, "Are you Kiku Honda?"
"Hai!" I said with a little bow.
"Oh, how long have you been waiting for me?" he asked as he looked over. His emerald eyes were a bit glazed over from sleep.
"Oh, uh, not very long," I lied. After all, I didn't really want to be rude to him.
"Oh really?" he mumbled as he stood up and stretched, "Well, it's nine a clock now and the plane was supposed to be here at around four twenty. Sorry I fell asleep."
"No, no! It's perfectly fine!" I said and waved it off, "Konnichiwa, I am Honda Kiku."
"Hey," he said as he shook my hand a little, "My name's Heracles Karpusi. I heard that you're from Japan. I'm Greek. It seems as though this entire school is filled with foreign kids… I only know of one American one…"
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Karpusi-san," I mumbled and gave another bow.
He was silent for a second, and then he said, "Call me Heracles. After all, we're roommates…"
"Roommates? I didn't know I'll be having a roommate…" I mumbled and fidgeted with my bags.
"Well yeah," he said as he flashed a smile, "It is a boarding school after all."