I threw some of my clothes on the floor and some of them into boxes. Tomorrow would be the day, when I leave everything I had, once again, to the past. When I packed the clothes I would take with me to my suitcase, Sara packed my other stuff into boxes. She folded my clothes in them and played Tetris with the rest of my belongings. Once in a while she asked me if something would come in my suitcase. I took only the most precious things in my suitcase. We didn't really speak about anything else. Until:
"Aren't you happy, about moving to Japan? I thought you really liked Japanese culture."
"Yeah, I do. But I said I would love to visit Japan, not move there", I answered and folded a pair of jeans in my suitcase.
"Oh", she answered and piled my books into one box.
"Wait, there's this one book I want to take in my luggage", I said and took one book from the box. It was John Greene's, The Fault in our stars.
"I didn't know you have it. Where did you get it?" Sara asked as I put it in my bag.
"I bought it. It's a wonderful book", I said and smiled to the cover as it smiled back to me.
"I've read it too, and watched the movie. I cried two hours straight after it", Sara laughed. I smiled understanding. I threw my last necessary things in my bag and closed it. I walked to my balcony between boxes and newspapers and opened the door. A nice breeze of summer air blew through my curly brown hair. I leaned against the railing and listened to Parisian night. Somebody played harmonica, some teenagers were laughing. That was the last night before leaving. Next day I would ride a plane to Tokyo with my new family. Yesterday was a shock all the way. I remembered dads smile when he said that I will have siblings. Yeah, sure, I'll recover in a day. Though I had said goodbyes to my friends, I still felt like I hadn't done something important. I sighed. I looked sadly to the river Seine, since my room was on that side. The rivers water sparkled as the setting sun hit it, with some orange colored light. It reminded me a lot of Natsumes hair color
"Ema, I will leave now", Sara said and looked at me with a fake smile on her face.
"Ok, have a good flight tomorrow, yours leaves earlier right", I said and held tears in. Normally, every long holiday, that I had, included a flight to Finland. Now and in future, it was kind of impossible for me to do that. Sara came to hug me and we both cried. As I had said, we were like sisters.
"I don't want to. I don't want to leave!" I cried.
"I'm so sorry for you", she whispered.
"It's not your fault in anyway, sisko" I said, "sister".
"Haista vittu, you know that I hate my middle name", she said, "fuck you". We laughed and I saw her of. I wiped my tears away and went to make myself some tea.
An annoying noise woke me up from a dream. I sat on my bed and looked to the clock. 10 am, since my flight left off at 3 pm. It would take about 30 minutes to get to the airport with the train, so I left with the train of eleven. I quickly washed my face in the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I dressed in jeans and a hoodie. I left my hair open. I put my Converses on and started to drag my luggage downstairs. I had locked the door and gave my keys to the landlady, who lived downstairs. She wished me the best luck and I thanked her. I dragged my luggage to a stairway to underground. Next to the stairway, was a sign that said RER. It was the train that I would take. Down in the tunnels smelled like pee and electricity. I was already used to the stench. I followed the signs that told me which train was in which way. I had checked my trail earlier and followed combination B3. As I got to down, where the trains were, I walked straight to the ticket seller. I paid a 9, 75 euros ticket (13, 41 USD) and input my ticket through a machine, which opened me the gate to the platform. I watched at the screen which showed when the train will arrive. I stood and looked at people on the opposite platform. Children hanged on their mothers and argued about everything.
My train arrived shortly and I stepped in with my bags. I sat next to the window with my bags in front of me. There were a few of people going to the airport. When the train started moving I watched as lights flashed by me. I saw some graffiti once in a while on the walls where almost no one could see them. Train stopped at a few stations and then continued moving happily through Paris. When train got up from underground, I looked at trees, as they were saying goodbye. I closed my eyes and opened them again wishing, that this all was just a bad dream. I really loved Paris. It was home. Every night I saw the lighted tip of Eiffel-tower, and Notre-Dame. I was more than glad that I lived there, I was happy. As the train arrived to Airport Charles de Gaulle's terminal 2, I felt like I had lost a piece of me. I stepped out of the train and gazed up, where I had to go. I started to drag my belongings with me. I inputted the ticket to the machine and as the gates opened I pushed my luggage through it and went after myself. I walked through the masses of people to next escalators and stepped on. Upstairs waited a huge hall and I started to walk for the lobby, where I would get my ticket and go through security check. I looked through the huge light flat and when I finally found my flight I started to walk for my check-in. When I found my flights table, I noticed the line. It was long even before the check-in had even opened. I accepted my fate and started to wait. I played flappy bird as I waited. When they opened the check in, I still stood in the line and played. Line moved slowly and I wanted to save battery, so I stopped playing. I was in half way when I heard voices behind me:
"Where is that girl?" Wasn't she supposed to be here earlier?" I decided to ignore them. I sat down on my suitcase to wait. After a long, long wait it was my turn.
"Bonjour", I said and handed a paper and my passport. The paper contained my reservation. The woman handed me my ticket smiling and advised me to put my luggage to the conveyor belt. I lifted my suitcase on it and she marked it with a sticker tape, which told the location and the place where it left. She wished me good trip and I moved away from the line.
"Onee-chan, we're here", Wataru yelled from the middle of the line. I turned and walked to them. Whole family was there waiting. I faked a smile. Suddenly I felt a pinch on my cheek.
"Don't fake it. We've seen your real smile, its way prettier", Natsume said and smiled at me. I felt when my heart had skipped a beat. His smile almost made my legs fail on me. I saw how Hikaru grinded.
"Natsume, don't take her all for yourself. We're brothers, we have to share", Tsubaki said and winked at me.
"My, my, your casual look is also very pretty", Kaname said and kissed my hand. I quickly pulled my hand back and felt a little blush of anger and annoyance rise on my cheeks.
"She blushed", Fuuto said and laughed in a way that got my cheeks get a bit redder. Angry blushing and normal blushing were different things and I mastered them both. In stayed near them when was their turn to check-in. I tried not to laugh when I saw the workers face when Masaomi laid 13 passports and a two papers on the table. One at the time, slowly and carefully she checked them and gave the tickets. She asked another woman to take care of the luggage marking, while she checked on the rest.
After check-in we walked into the security check, since I already knew how to act, I just went there and took two trays. I put my bag on one of them and took out all fluids in their plastic bags. I took off my shoes and put on those blue plastic bags. I took of my hoodie and laid it on the second tray next to my shoes and phone. I pushed them to the machine and the security guard asked if I had anything else. I answered the negative. I walked through the gate and took my trays from the front. I put my belongings back to my bag after I had dressed again. I stood in front of the check and waited for others.
We went to look for our gate and found it right next to a café I set my bag on the bench next to Natsume and started to look for my wallet. When I found it I said:
"Natsume, would you watch after my back? I really have to eat something."
"Yeah, sure. Didn't you eat breakfast?" he asked me with a bit worried expression.
"Last night I ate pizza with my cousin since we were packing. I had nothing in the fridge", I answered and Masaomi said:
"It's already lunchtime, and it's a long flight back home. We should all eat something, even if the serve food in the plane. Also it's hard to sleep with an empty stomach. What does everybody want?" Everyone started to say what they wanted but I interrupted:
"We have to go buy the food and eat it at the cafés tables; we can't take anything but bottles away from there. There is a little convenience store nearby, but I don't know if they have food besides sweets there. I think we should go eat at different times, so that some of us will stay here watching after our bags."
"Our little sister is so smart!" Tsubaki said and hugged me tightly. And suddenly he just let go of me and I heard a "boing" from his head. Azusa stood next to me with his fist raised.
"Tsubaki, you're not that close yet. Please excuse his acts", He said and Tsubaki held his head.
We divided into two groups and went to get food. On the queue I saw my favorite quiche Lorraine on a serving plate. I almost jumped for it. I took the biggest piece and took a water bottle from the shelves. I took my wallet and started to count some coins, but Masaomi stopped me.
"I'll pay; you don't have to buy food for yourself. That's on us adults", he said. I nodded as an answer. Thought, I felt like I was a bother. I ate all of my pie and thanked Masaomi with a smile. I took my water bottle and returned to others. After that I dug up my headphones from the bag. I put them around my neck, and wind up the cord.
When it was half past two, they started to fill the plane. My stomach cried and I was shaking. I didn't fear flying; it was because I had to leave. I took my bag and followed others to the plane. I showed my ticket to the worker, and she wished me a safe travel. I felt sick and I was dizzy. That is not how you have a safe trip. On the plane I looked for my seat. After I found it, I threw my bag up in the storage locker. I sat on my seat and closed my eyes holding in tears. Say goodbye to home, I said in my mind and started to shake again. At the same time there was going on a fight about seats between my brothers. Wataru definitely wanted a window seat and be near to me. Masaomi had to sit next to Wataru. Tsubaki and Azusa wanted to sit next to each other. Luckily we were the last ones to go in the plane. After few minutes there was an answer to the problem. Wataru sat in front of me, Masaomi next to him, Tsubaki and Azusa behind me and Hikaru next to them, Yusuke sat next to Masaomi, Natsume sat next to me and Ukyo next to him, Iori, Fuuto, and Subaru sat behind Tsubaki. Kaname and Louis sat on the middle row. How hard could a seat choosing be, I asked myself. Natsume had his own headphones around his neck. I had white ones, with different colored design. I looked outside almost crying.
The plane took off few minutes later. As we flew higher, I looked as french land got out of sight. Everything just vanished.