(((Hey guys, hope you enjoyed the last chapter. Yes I do realize that she 'figured out' where La Push is on her own. I know I stuffed up, but I don't want to fix it in-case it removes my reviews. To those who think I haven't given her enough time to pack there is a reason for this, the character is partly based on me. So if it was me I would've found a place to run away to if I had any more notice than that. So thanks for reading, and I know that more of you have read and not reviewed. So Please Please Please review. If all of you reviewed I would have like 25 reviews per chapter! And that would rock! Thanks to my reviewers, Counter-of-stars, 'puRplEsuNseTs' and Lady Lunar. You guys are awesome)))

Everyone else had gone back home to get some sleep before the flight the next morning. I walked along the long stretch of beach, my hands stuffed in the pockets of my jacket. I listened to the lull of the waves, trying to memorize the sound. The air was cool, and I could taste the salt. Nothing was going to be the same in La Push, the beaches are bleak and the weather is cold. I was going to miss New Zealand, the hot summers and the beautiful land. I could feel tears welling up in the corners of my eyes, as I remembered all the fun I'd had on this beach, in this tiny town. I walked down to the water, letting it soak into my jeans. Reluctantly I walked back home, my jeans dragging around my ankles, collecting rocks and dirt. I looked up at the stars; it was hard to believe that I would be looking at them from a different direction from now on. I walked into my house, the walls were bare, and all the furniture was gone. The only thing left in my room was my old bed, and my suitcase. Everything else had either been shipped off to La Push, or sold. I changed into my pajamas, and shoved my wet and dirty clothes into a plastic bag. I laid out my clothes for the morning on the end of my bed. The zipper complained noisily, as I closed my over stuffed suitcase. I lay down on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. There were little marks all over the roof from where my glow in the dark stars had been. I closed my eyes, hoping that when I woke up it would all be a dream, or more like a night mare.

I woke to Mum calling my name, "Waiata! Get up!" She said.

I groaned and looked at the time on my phone. 6:30am, it said. I scowled; it was all supposed to be a dream! Stupid flight had to leave at 8:00am. I dragged myself out from inside my sleeping bag. Our flight left at eight o'clock. I quickly pulled on the shorts and singlet top that I had set aside. I put on my make-up as well as I could, using my tiny compact mirror. I shoved my things back into my suitcase, and rolled up my sleeping bag. The floor boards creaked as I plodded my way into the kitchen. My breakfast was waiting for me on the bench, An English muffin, with poached eggs and a steaming hot cup of coffee.

"Are your bags ready?" Mum said from in the lounge.

"Yup," I said through a mouthful of food.

"Michael, Can you take Wai's bags?" She called to my Dad.

My sister, Michelle stomped into the kitchen. She snatched her breakfast off the bench and skulked back to her 'lair' as I liked to call her room.

Mum sighed, "She's still in a temper." She said shaking her head.

"I heard that!" Michelle yelled though the door. I rolled my eyes, and they thought my reaction was bad. At last I can try to act normal. Mum looked at me, almost as if she knew exactly what I was thinking. I smiled at her; at least I still had Mum to sympathize with me.

Dad packed the last of our bags into the truck, and we all got in. I watched all the familiar sights that I hadn't appreciated much before; I knew this stretch of road like the back of my hand. We headed into Awanui, where the small airport is. The airport was nothing but a tiny room and a landing strip. No flashing display boards, or polished uniforms. We pulled into Quarry Road, and up the winding hill. I felt sick, but not because I was sick. But, because it was happening, and way too fast. I smiled as I realized why, my parents had given me such little notice. They know I would have taken any and all chance to escape, and that at least one of my friends would hide me somewhere. I took a deep breath as we pulled into the car park. I saw the tiny plane that would take us to Auckland Airport. Dad stopped the truck, and opened the boot. I suppose I will have to start calling it the 'trunk'. Dad tossed the keys to Collin, Sophie's Dad. He was going to sell the truck for us and send us the money.

I got out of the truck and was charged by all my friends. They were all fussing over me, saying goodbyes and reminding me to e-mail them, and send lots of photos. I hugged each one of them, and cried more each time. They handed me small gifts and photos. A guitar pick, a tiny blue teddy and a photo album, full of photos of us all. The tears were streaming down my face, and this time I didn't know if I would survive when I got on that plane. It was almost as painful as when someone dies, like something is ripping your heart into bite sized pieces. I dragged myself away from my friends to check myself in.

We all talked and hugged, as we waited for the attendant to tell us to board the plane.

Arie grabbed my shoulders, as she does when she wants to get my attention. "Don't forget us," She said through teary eyes.

"Aw, Arie!" I cried "I'll never forget you guys," I said my lip quivering as I spoke. This started another round of tears, and hugs. The flight attendant was calling us to board the plane. I looked at my sister who was having a last minute round of tonsil tennis with her boyfriend. Gross. I looked back at my friends, and burst into tears.

"I'm gonna miss you guys so much!" I said and flung my arms around them in a big group hug. I heard Mum calling me to hurry up.

"I'll e-mail you guys as soon as we get our Internet up, 'kay?" I said, and ran toward my parents. We walked up the steps into the plane. It had one seat on each side of the narrow aisle. I plopped down in my seat, and looked out the window. My friends were waving at me and screaming hysterically 'Goodbye' and 'we're gonna miss you'. I wiped away the tears slipping down my cheeks. I waved back at them, the plane roared to life and I felt it begin to move down the runway. We took off, and my friends became nothing but tiny dots on the ground. I looked around the tiny plane, there were only a few other passengers on board. I looked over at my sister, who was sitting there with a scowl.

"What are you looking at!" She snapped at me. I ignored her and looked back out the window; I curled myself up into a little ball. Maybe if I do this I'll make myself a protective shell, to shield me from Michelle.

We rushed to find the flight that would take us to Seattle. We looked up at the flashing board, Flight 9730 to Seattle, leaving at 10:30. I looked at the time, it's 9:00. We had an hour and a half to get through baggage and handling, and board our flight. All I could think about was sinking into my comfy chair and going to sleep, because apparently we humans need that. Luckily Dad had booked us all first class seats; I think he was trying to make it up to us. Pfft! Yeah like comfy seats would make it all better. We went through all the procedures required of us, and finally were allowed to board the plane. We found our seats and sank down into them, relieved to finally able to get off our feet.

A flight attendant with a polished voice spoke through the microphone, " Thank you all for flying with us." She said, "The flight will be leaving in ten minutes, please buckle your seat belts and adjust all electronic devices to flight mode or turn them off. Enjoy your flight." She put the microphone back into its holder, and went back to her seat.

She sounds so fake, why do they even talk like that. I looked out the window longingly, Goodbye New Zealand. A single tear slipped down my cheek, gosh at this rate I'm going to have to drink a gallon of water to regain all that I've lost in the last two weeks. I pressed my hand against the glass, hoping that it would pop open so I could escape back home. The attendant closed the door, and the whir of the engines began shortly.

"The flight is now preparing for takeoff, Please ensure all electronic devices are turned off, or on flight mode. Thank you for flying with American Airlines." She sat down and buckled her seat belt.

The plane slowly moved to the runway. We started gaining speed; the plane lifted off the ground, and soared into the air. I looked down at the quickly disappearing ground. My lip quivered, but this time I had no more tears to cry. Before I knew it the ground was far from my sight and all I could see was blue skies, filled with white clouds. I shoved my headphones into my ears, and turned the music up loud. I leaned back into my chair, curling my legs up underneath me. Sleep would arrive, hopefully. I dozed off into dream land.

We sat around the fire, the beach lapping at the shore. I was snuggled up against my Uncle, and he was telling me a story. "Once upon a time, there was a tribe called the Quileute."

I looked up at him expectantly. "They were a very strong tribe, and one day an enemy clan arrived. They were caught hunting on the tribal land." He said looking down at me to make sure I understood.

I tugged his shirt, "Don't stop!" I whined "I get it I do!"
He smiled, "Alright, Now this enemy clan was of a different kind; and the Chief said that if they didn't hunt on their land that he wouldn't expose them to the pale faces, just like you" He said giving me a squeeze. I smiled at him, I was glad Auntie Jackie married Uncle Joe. He was my favourite Uncle, maybe because he was actually nice.

"What were they Uncle Joe?" I said looking up at him, my green eyes alive with wonder.

He smiled, " I'll tell you when you older" He said ruffling my long golden hair.

I pouted, "But I'm six already! I think that's old enough!" He just smiled and lifted me up.

"Your still not old enough, rascal" He said and carried me back to the house.

I woke with a grin on my face.

(((Hey guys, thanks for reading. PLEASE REVIEW it means so much to me. So, ironic dream huh? LOL so next chapter she will be in 'La Push Baby' =) so excited, now I can actually write something COOL! So any ideas, hints, or feedback/feed-forward would be much appreciated. Hope you enjoyed this chapter =)

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