Hey guys!
First - English isn't my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes I made or will make.
This is my newest Fanfiction about Brittany and Santana. I really hope you like it.

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I'm sitting in the background of our car. The sun is shining hot on my skin while I rest my forehead against the cool window. Haley, my sister, is playing with her smartphone while my dad tries to concentrate on the road. My mom is talking like a waterfall but he tries to ignore her. I guess he's doing very well.

"…seems like the hottest summerday this year…"

I sigh. We're driving what feels like eternity and I'm getting more and more exited. On the right side of the road, theres a sign which tells us that the airport is getting nearer. My mom glances at me and I offer her a little smile.

I still don't know how this happened. All I remember is this piece of paper I had to sign and then everything went so fast. Maybe it's time to give more attention to things like these.

And now? Now I had to go to arizona for 2 weeks. As an exchange student. I still don't know what I should do there. The only thing that's good is that Sam will be there, too. He will live with a host family near to mine.

"Are you exited?", I can hear my dad ask me. He gives me a look through the rearview mirror and smiles. I nod. Of course I am. Who wouldn't be? I won't see my family for the next 2 weeks. Instead I am living with some strangers I've never seen or heard before.

Neither am I sure about my suitcase. I bet there are still some things at home I will need as soon as I am in Arizona.

A soft breathe leaves my mouth and I look through the window. Would I look to my mom now, I'd be sure I couldn't handle all the tears which are trying so hard to fall down. I don't like goodbyes. They hurt. No matter if it's for some hours, or like now, for 2 weeks. Nobody promised me that I will see them in 2 weeks again. What if somebody or me have an accident? You never can be sure about this. It's hard, but this is reality.

Only some minutes later our car stops and I can see how my mom tries to hide her tears. She fails. I'm sure it won't last long until I cry with her. I was such a softie.

My dad is the first one who leaves the car and opens my door. I get out and sigh. That's it. No turning back now. Even though I'm looking forward for this trip, I'm also scared of it.

What if my host family is unfriendly? What if they don't give a shit about me?

If I'm being honest, I don't want to know.

My mom puts her hand on my shoulder and leads me to the front door. My dad is carrying my suitcase while Haley follows him with crossed arms.

Even though there are 3 years between us, we're closer than most siblings. I love her so much. We can talk about everything and we have always so much fun together. I think I will miss her the most.

"Seems like my flight is the next", I whisper while looking at the big display in front of me. I clear my throat and flicker my tounge over my dry lips. Then I face my family.

My mom is crying. She throws her arms around me and gives me a kiss on the cheek.

"Take care of yourself, babygirl", she begs. I try to smile and nod.

The tears are running down my face and before I can wipe them away, my dad pulls me into a big hug.

I need a moment to take a deep breath before turning to Haley. She looks at me like the saddest panda ever. I pull her into a warm hug and give her a soft kiss on the head. "I will miss you so much", I tell her.

"Miss you, too", she answers. It's hard, but I have to let go. I wave a last goodbye, then I go.

Everything happens so fast after that. It's just 15 Minutes later and I'm sitting on the plane. After the stewardess is telling us the same old story she has to tell us, I turn to Sam who is sitting right next to me. He shifts nervously in his chair and I can say, that he is scared like hell.

"Calm down", I whisper to him. "It's not that bad."

He stares at me with wide eyes like he can't believe what I just said. He presses his fingers so deep into the chair, that his knuckles turn white. "Sam", I whisper lovely. "Everything will be alright. Flying with a plane is nowadays safer than driving with a car."

"Wow, that doesn't help", he scoff. He closes his eyes and I can hear how heavy his breath is. Slowly I begin to draw circles on the back of his hand to calm him down.

Sam is my best friend. He was since the day I start thinking. There were many people who thought we were dating, but we're not. He's just my best friend and we talked a lot about this. He's a nice guy and looks very good, but he's just not my type. Sam will always be like a brother to me. And you don't start dating your brother.

"Calm down and try to get some sleep. I'll wake you up when we arrive", I tell him.

He rolls with his eyes and a deep breath leaves his mouth. "Okay", he says. "I'll try."

Just some minutes later, Sam is asleep and I also close my eyes. Maybe getting some sleep will be good for us.

So many questions are in my head and silently and just for myself, I pray that my host family is similar to mine.