It was nearly 7:00pm and the Grande family had just arrived to the airport along with a few friends, a choreographer, and a photographer. They were on their way to Germany for a concert Ariana was going to do, and although they were excited, they were just as much dreading the long flight it was going to be to get there.

With a countless number of suitcases and backpacks, they made their way through the busy airport and over to the security check line. The process of removing anything metal or considered hazardous, along with the shoe and jacket removals was the worst part about being in the airport. It was such a process and Ariana hated it. She hated the fact that her personal belongings were being scanned and looked at by other people.

Ariana's mom went before her and her brother Frankie went behind. No particular order, it's just the way it ended up.

Ariana pushed her bucket of belongings to the scanner and waited for the security officer to tell her to move on down the line and recollect it.

But that didn't happen, because the alarm went off.

Ariana started getting stressed out because she didn't know what could have possibly set off the alarm.

Joan turned around and looked at her.

"Please step aside miss." A big, buff security officer ordered.

Ariana stepped over to the side like he instructed, and Joan came up on the side of her.

"What's in there? Didn't you take everything out?" Joan asked her.

"I thought I did. I don't know what's happening…" Ariana was scared.

She watched the officer search all of her stuff and it was making her feel a bit violated. He was looking through all her personal items and it made her uncomfortable.

The officer pulled a small device out of Ariana's jacket pocket. He started looking it over.

"That's my-"

"That's her blood sugar monitor. She is hypoglycemic and needs that to monitor herself." Joan explained, hoping they would understand.

The officer kept quiet and said a few words to another officer before handing it over to her.

"Okay. You're all set." The officer told Ariana.

Ariana let out a sigh of relief. She knew it wasn't a big deal but she always got so anxious about this stuff.

She gathered all her things together, put her coat back on and her Ugg boots. Then she joined the rest of the group a little further away from security.

"What was that?" Isaac (her choreographer) asked her.

"Oh nothing just this dumb thing made the alarm go off." She showed him her monitor and quickly slipped it back into her jacket pocket.

Isaac smiled and shook his head. She got so stressed out and it was kind of funny sometimes.

"Alright, where to?" Frankie asked the group; not knowing which way was the gate they had to board on.

"Gate C, right around the corner." Joan said.

"Off to Germany we go people!" Jones (her photographer) said in a bad German accent.

Ariana giggled. She loved her crew and they always knew how to make her laugh.

She couldn't wait to just get to Germany and meet all her fans.

However, Ariana didn't know that this journey would be as difficult as it was about to be.