Katey sat in World Literature class. She took accurate notes about the types of writing Professor Hat talked about. To most of the class, it was pointless droning. To Katey, it was an interesting lecture about foreign literature. Her mind drifted at the mention of Cuban plays.

The person she had fought all summer to leave behind came to her mind without warning. She saw his tan skin; his chocolate eyes; his dark hair; his beautiful face. Javier. He took control of her mind. She flashed back to last year. Dancing in the Latin Ballroom competition with him; feeling his hands on her body; the passion that followed. Sweet memories she could not forget, no matter how hard she tried. Javier Suarez. Perfect in so many ways. The way he carried her books; the times he walked her home; his gorgeous smile; his kind heart...

Her happy thoughts were interrupted as she snapped back to reality, "Miss Miller, are you with us?"

Katey had a startled look on her face as she realized it was Professor Hat talking to her.

"I'm not feeling well. Can I please be excused?" Katey asked, with added drama.

"Yes, Miss Miller."

Katey stood up and walked out of the room. She walked with quick steps towards her room. As soon as she arrived, she picked up her battered, brown suitcase and packed as much as she could fit. She walked over to her dresser and picked up her purse. She found $108 in it. Although she didn't want to, Katey was going to need financial help from her family. Then it hit her that her mother would not be very supportive of her decision. Another idea snapped into her head. She prepared enough luggage to last a few weeks and at 3:00 she phoned home.

"Hello, Mom. It's Katey. Can I talk to Susie?"

"Why sure, Sweetie. Here she is."

"Hello? Katey?"

"Hey, Susie! I need your help."

"Okay, what?"

Katey explained to Susie about her sudden memories of Javier. She then went on and said she was going back to Cuba to find Javier and that she needed money. Susie understood. She volunteered to buy Katey a plane ticket to Cuba secretly and mail it to her.

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Two weeks later, Katey was stepping off a plane and onto Cuban soil. She knew it would be hard to survive with the new government. Katey took a taxi to the Oceania Hotel. Along with the plane ticket, Susie sent $500. Katey was very surprised by her sister's generosity. She walked to the desk and asked for a room in her poor Spanish. She was led to the room by a maid. It was a very simple room. A bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, and living area. Katey asked the maid if Yolanda still worked there. Much to Katey's dismay, Yolanda and her husband left Cuba shortly after the revolution. Katey settled in and began her search the next day.