Hi. My name is Daniella. I'm 16 and I live in Caracas, Venezuela...and...I have a secret. Unfortunately for me, my parents left me. My parents ditched me when I was a newborn, left me with my aunt and never came back. But, that's not the point. The point that I'm trying to get across is...I have a famous older brother who lives somewhat far away. Sweden to be exact. All the way in Europe.

His name, I found out, is Omar Rudberg. He's in a boyband called the Fooo Conspiracy. I know who they are and I seriously love them. But, I don't want Omar to think I'm a weirdo, so I'll have to force myself to keep my fangirling to a minimum. Unfortunately, we got separated when I was 1, so I never really got close to him. But, that's all gonna change. Today.

My aunt arranged for me to live in Sweden for summer break. As she put it, sending me on the trip was a way to "get rid of" me for a while. She was the one that kept the secret that Omar and I are brother and sister from me. It was because of her fear that, if I stayed with Omar, I would get swallowed by fame. So what if I get caught up in the fact that he's famous and become famous myself? At least I'll be happy.

Getting on the plane, I realize that I'm leaving the place that I love more than anything else in the world. I grew up here and I don't want to leave. But, I have someone that I have to meet and the pain that I feel from leaving Venezuela isn't going to stop me.

Eventually, I whisper my goodbyes to my beloved country and get on the plane. After searching the coach section for what felt like hours, I finally find my seat, R5. I sit down, plug in my earphones and listen to my "plane trip" playlist. "What the Fooo" by the Fooo Conspiracy was the first song that came on. I quietly hummed the words as the plane took off. Soon, the flight attendant comes by with the usual snacks: peanuts and pretzels. I gladly accept them.

I hadn't eaten since this morning. For breakfast, I'd only eaten a small strawberry parfait. When I open the bag of pretzels, I discover that they're heart-shaped. Aw, I think to myself. How cute. After I finish the bag of pretzels, I realize how late it is and slowly drift off to sleep as the song "Volcano" starts to play.