I cross through security, not allowing myself to look back at my brothers. I've only known them a short time, but they're more family than I've ever had, so leaving them hurts just as much now as it did the last time. Just six months ago, I left home to protect my brothers from my stalker. It worked out and allowed me to learn that my mom is actually alive and living in Japan. Hence, my decision to leave once again. I need to confront my mom.

There's one major problem with the whole situation- I don't know the name my mom is living under. I was only able to find out the general area where she's living. So I have to go and search for her person by person. It's going to be a long process and I don't exactly relish it.

Hence, I've purchased an apartment and am enrolled in high school, allowing me to make up the year I missed while I was gone.

My name is Ava Winchester and I'm nineteen years old and as of this moment, that is the last time for a long time that I'll be able to refer to myself as that. I have to go under a fake name in Japan. There, I will be eighteen year old Winnie Jackson. The essential details of my life haven't changed. I'm still from Kansas, have two older brothers and no parents. Basically, I'm Ava with a different name and age. It's scary to think about, but this won't be the first time I go by Winnie, so I hope it won't take me long to adjust.

My biggest concern about this move, of course, was the language barrier. Thankfully, my brother's best friend is an angel and has the capability to transfer necessary information into my mind. He gave me the Japanese language. With that taken care of, I technically have nothing to worry about.

"Flight 3027 to Tokyo is now boarding," a voice blares through the intercom. I rise, slinging my small backpack over my shoulder. All my things are already in my apartment, thanks to Castiel's ability to travel anywhere in the world practically instantaneously. It always gives me a massive stomach ache, but it's worth it. That, and Cas is also able to take away the stomach ache instantly, so it's no problem. I had wanted Cas to just drop me off, but then I remembered that I do actually need to have a record of entering the country, so a plane it is. Gross.

It is, of course, cramped and uncomfortable and smelly. I got a middle seat, which exemplifies my luck perfectly. I have to be on here for sixteen hours and the sleeping pill I have only lasts for twelve, so I have to stay awake for four. I'm planning on two now and two later.

To pass those long four hours, I've brought one of my favorite books- Alice in Wonderland- and plenty of snacks. I'd say before I know it, we've landed, but that'd be a lie. I'm fidgety and impatient the entire time I'm awake. Somehow, I manage to survive, make my way through security, and onto the streets of Tokyo.

I won't be living in Tokyo, so after the sixteen hours cooped up on a plane, I get to spend another three on a train on my way to Sendai. Words cannot express how utterly excited I am.

"And let's not forget that I have school tomorrow, too," I grumble under my breath as I board the train. No one notices, and I said it in English, so I just move to my seat and wait.

By the time I reach Miyagi, I'm ready to jump off the train and run to my new apartment. Pity I have almost no clue how to get to it from the station. I know what the streets surrounding it look like, but nothing more than that. However, as I walk down the street, following the map my phone supplied me with, I notice a school on my right. Karasuno High, my future high school. I don't know how I feel about being in school again- plus, they have uniforms.

After about twenty more minutes of walking, I find the apartment building and let myself into my new house. It's nothing like home, but I treat it the same, nonetheless, leaving my shoes dropped haphazardly, tossing my bag onto the nearest couch, and making a beeline for the shower. No way in hell do I wake up early enough to shower before school tomorrow.

With my hair done in neat, matching French braids, my uniform laid out, and alarm set, I curl up in the new bed covered in plush pillows and fluffy blankets.

I absolutely hate first days.