Chapter 10：Shining like the Stars (2/2)
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{Flashback}
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It was my 16th birthday just a few months ago. It was one of the happiest days of my life. A week after that, we received an e-mail from an immigration lawyer that the visa application my parents sent a long time ago to become an immigrant-investor has been approved.
So it finally happened, and we suddenly have the chance to become citizens of Laratié, a 1st world country! Let's say the person would have to be quite the weirdo especially if they waited this long and invested so much money - only to change their mind or back out.
We had to go whether we wanted to or not, or we'd have missed out on so many opportunities like idiots, given if there was no valid reason.
Fast-forward a few months later; we're now at the airport. We already got most of our stuff sent to some people my parents know and trust over there at Laratié.
Jett, a super, super cute 16-year old, is here with his family to see us off. We're neighbors, and their house was right next to ours. He is kind, friendly, sweet, and very easy to get along with. It was inevitable for us to be quite close. I'm lucky to be such good friends with the 'boy-next-door'.
He's even my first boyfriend...! Or maybe I should say 'was'... Since we... decided it might be best to break up... and that, we did. I'm giving it my all not to cry, but he seems to be in worse shape than me.
”Hey... so... this is it, right?” A young-looking Jett's face looks all scrunched up like he ate something sour. I'd have laughed at him if my chest wasn't feeling like it was going to collapse. It honestly hurts to breathe. Keeping my emotions in like this feels awful.
”... Ry... Rysia... I'll... mi-miss you.” His throat's all choked up, which makes it hard to talk, so he ends up stuttering. I don't want to make things worse, so I hold my breath and give him a big hug.
Planting my face in the crook of his neck, I manage to squeeze out a reply while I'm blushing like mad. ”I'll miss you too, Jett...” Giving Jett a pained smile, I surprise him with a quick peck on the lips - immediately stepping backward after doing so.
I hear someone cry out an 'EW!' which doesn't even faze me at the very least since I already knew who it was. My younger brother, Ethran, looks disgusted, and my younger sister, Ilana's the opposite and seems completely thrilled. She's squealing out the K-I-S-S-I-N-G song quite excitedly. Honestly, I don't even care anymore; I feel like I'm going to explode from all the blood rushing to my face.
My parents don't seem to be sure if they should be letting me have it later on, or if they feel sorry for me.
I know they're softies, though, so they'll let me have this at least. It's not like we can do anything more than this anyway with so many people around.
'Flight B457. Uiso to Laratié. All passengers must be checked in at... this... then when you're ready, you can now head over to Gate 82...'
I guess this is us.
Turning my head, I peek at Jett, wanting to tell him that I need to get going. His hand grabs onto mine, and he squeezes it hard. Tears are now falling without restraint from his mesmerizing hazel eyes. A small stream now flows down the middle and sides of his face. It's giving me such a strong urge to caress and comfort him.
I've never seen him cry this much before. Aside from the sadness of our separation, it's doing some strange things to my heart that I can't seem to understand.
Still, is it strange that I sometimes think he looks like a work of art? Hmm... probably. I'm pretty much a lost cause anyway when it comes to Jett.
I sigh deeply while I give another hug and a kiss on the cheek this time.
”... Goodbye Jett. Thank you for letting me be your girlfriend. I love you. I was... I am... thrilled I was able to be with you even if it wasn't for too long.” Not wanting to leave him a hideous looking Therysia as his last memory, I do my best to hold myself back from crying.
From his point of view, however, I have been showing him eyes that seem to be glowing charmingly from the held-back tears. Tears that are lining the lower part of my eyelids are now shining like the stars. It reflects some of the light that's coming from the gentle rays of the sun streaming through the clouds.
Without even realizing anything, I successfully leave him the most beautiful and unforgettably pure memory of his first girlfriend.
Finally, we part.
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{Flashback end}
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