Chapter 1 - Where it all begins

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          " Karalena. Kary. We're going to miss the flight if you take a minute longer to get down here!" Well there goes my mom shouting at me." The plane leaves at 1:00am and its now 12:27 am." She says again.

"I'll be right there mom, I need a few seconds to think!" I shouted back at my mom. Not in the disrespectful way though. We are moving to the U.S from Jamaica. I have lived on this gorgeous island since I was born and now I'm 23 years old and moving away to New York with my parents. You might be saying 'really, your parents, at that age?' but the truth is i really love them. I don't know what I would do without them.

"Ok. But hurry up dare." She replied.
Looking around my room I get really emotional. I will surely miss it. All my belongings are already in the trunk of one of my dads Rav 4s aswell as my parents things. The house will be left to my twin cousin Leron and Lerana who are my companions in age. I walk out of my room and head over to the front door. When I reach it I turn around looking inside the house taking in what may be my last time I set my eyes on it. I then turned around and close the door when I hear a horn blowing. My cousins are flying in from Florida so when we get to the airport, they will take our car and drive back here. I saw my parents in the car and I jogged over to it and climbed in. With my 5'3 body I have to get an automatic step extention to climb into the vehicle.

"Are you alright Kary?" My dad asked when I buckled up.
I then replied "Not really dad but I will be fine soon." He gives me a little smile. We drove on the long drive way and the gate detects the automatic key and opens up for us. In less than 20 minutes we were at the airport. We didnt really live near to it and for a 47 years old man, my father drives really fast. We came to a stop at the curb with the sliding doors not far away. Dad turned off the engine and we unbuckled our seat belts.
"Kary sweetheart, please can you help me with the bags?" My dad asked "Sure dad." I replied. I helped him to take our suitcases out of the trunk while mom searched for my cousins, famously known and 'The L twins' or 'L zeez'. I wasn't really paying attention to what I was doing and one of the heavy suitcases fell on my feet making a loud noise along with my ear tearing scream. "Suffering suckertot!" I cursed while falling to the concrete pavement.
"Holy biscuits, Kary are you ok sweedie??" My dad asked and I shook my head saying no. I turned around slightly to see my mom and cousin rushing out with worried faces. Here comes the scolding.
"Kary! What have you done with youself. I leave you here for a few seconds and you've already gotten injured! You clumsy girl!" Told you.
"Darling she was just lifting the suitcase and it fell onto her feet. It wasn't her fault." Dad reasoned with mom while my cousins tried to help me up.
"Ahhhh!!" I screamed when it was standing on my injured left feet drawing my parents and a few strangers attention.
"Renaldo she cannot walk, she needs a wheelchair!"Mom started to walk into the airport again and in a minute she came back with a man carrying a wheelchair. His shirt marked Airport Paramedics with a red cross sign below it.
"Miss, can you walk?" The man asked. He is tall, hunched and very punny with beautiful chocolate complextion.
"I don't think so." I said.
"Ok please take a seat in the wheelchair."
"I'm not handicapped, I can walk, see." I tried walking but I only felt more pain and I squeaked.
"Well technically you are handicapped at the moment because you can't walk. Until your feet gets better you are handicapped and you need to relax your feet which means no standing so sit down." Now that was my dad scolding me and at the same time the man was checking my feet and dressed it.
"Its just a sprained left ankle with some bruises, she will live" the man said.
"Honey lets bring in the luggage shall we?" Daddy said.
"But you guys can't carry everything by yourselves?" I worried
"Don't worry Kary, your cousins can help us bring our bags to the check off section or we can get a trolley." Mother said
I replied with an 'are you sure' and they said yes. They got a trolley and we were on the plane in no time.
"What's your seat  number mom?" I asked her.
"Seat 25B and and your father is 25A"
"I bought my ticket before you two so we won't sit together. I'm 23F, see yah, behave now" I said the last part pointing on dad. His eyes widened and mom giggled and blushed. They practically love each other's faces so much thats why they are always so close to each other. Sometimes I wonder why they don't just exchange faces already. Walking to their seats they started talking about something and I sat in my seat. I was in the exact last seat on the left side at the window so that meant i could see ouside. I started getting a little cold from the blasting air conditioner so I placed my furred sweater on my body.
"Aah, excuse me miss?" I heard a voice say. I'm sure I'm not dreaming or imagining so i looked up and I was right. I wasn't imagining. In the walkway stood a tall handsome and might I add very sexy looking man. I didn't know him and I didn't want to seem disrespectful for staring so I later said
"Yes? How can I help you?"
" May I please have the corner seat? I need to get some things done and that seat makes me concentrate better."
"Well sure, if I was able to move that is."
He gave a confused look then asked. " Are you cripple or disordered?"
"Yes, at the moment. I sprained my feet when the suitcase fell on it."
"Ooooh, well i'm very muscular I can lift you over to this seat if you want." He boast then I with my mouth said.
"Oh I can see that." When I realized what I said I opened up my eyes really wide.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't realize I said that."
"I know. You were too busy checking me out to realize it anyways" he said quinting his muscles making them flex. Right now I'm like 'holy mother of glory land' I fanned my face and he let out a little laugh drawing my attention back to him. He then talked again.
" So what do you say? Still wanna switch seats?" He said wriggling his eyebrows. Just to tease and get back at him I then said.
"Come to think of it I really feel comfortable here so no thank you." I said putting my feet up on the seat that was brought down for me. His face instantly turned into a frown and he just sat in his correct seat without another word.

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