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[Jasmine Avery Tatar]

Jazzie had been excited for weeks. Her final year before high school ended and she was finally about to move to America Glassview just like the rest of her siblings. She had set up things with Tristan for him to pick her up at the airport. She didnt want to spend the summer in Hungary. She wanted to go to Glassview as soon as possible. She missed her big brother and she was tired of feeling like an only child at home. Her mother started baby-ing her since she was the last kid to live at home. Mother would buy Jazzie a ton of things and wanted to spend a ton of time with her while she could. Eventually Jazzie felt smothered and just couldnt wait to leave. She pacled her stuff on her own instead of having a servant do it. She was just to excited she had to do it herself.

Daddy's little girl was leaving. The day before she had to get on the plane, the King took the whole day off to spend with Jazzie. She felt bad for monopolizing her father's time but she didnt mind. They practically just hung out around the house in their pjs which was so informal for the King but Jazzie was just a little girl so it was expected.

The day of her leaving she wore her best outfit and excitedly let the maids load her things in the limo. The king and queen accompanied her on her drive to the airport. since they had their own plane she didnt have to wait or go through security or anything. a few of the people that worked at the airport got all the luggage out of the car and into the plane while Jasmine lingered with final goodbyes. "Mom.... I'll be fine." she whined when the queen hugged her and started to cry a little. "Dont get corrupted! Stay my little girl forever!" the queen said in Jazzie's ear. The king was a little stronger. He acted like her was fine but he seemed a little sad. His only baby girl was leaving home. He hugged her and she left to get on the plane.

The plane ride was excruciatingly boring. Jazzie had to just sit there and not do anything. She was bored out of her mind. she was too excited to go to America that she couldnt even sleep the plane ride away.

Finally the plane was getting lower. Jazzie looked out the window practically bouncing in the seat. She saw how wonderful everything looked outside. Its not like she's never been there before. She has once or twice with the King for meetings. But it was different when she knew she's be staying and being able to see Tristan again. The plane landed and Jazzie immediately jumped out of her seat and down to the door to the plane. Once it opened she walked down the little stairs and looked for Tristan.


OOC: Outfit

[Tristan Anthony Tatar]

Tristan did not like airports, but today he was willing to put aside his absolute disdain for them to pick up his youngest sister, Jasmine. She was the baby of the family, and though as far as age went he was considerably older than her by about four years or so; he was in his last year of Glassview high and she was just entering it. Tristan was excited, he was like superman to her. Or batman. Whichever was cooler. Tristan was the oldest, and he was always the responsible adult at home, though in Glassview everyone knew that here was a completely different story. He was a womanizer, and every girl knew that if they were with him, it was nothing serious. Jasmine was the only girl who got special privileges as his little sister, and he treated her like the princess she was. Tristan was going to protect her, and make sure that no man would treat her badly. He was going to keep her innocent as long as he could protect her. When Tristan's father told him that Jazzie was returning home, he was told to protect her from anything bad and to make sure that if she dates that he is a good man. Tristan fully intended to keep that promise. Tristan took care of Jasmine when she was young since he was the eldest and his parents were always busy with politics and social events.

Grinning as he saw Jasmine walking down the stairs, Tristan met her at the bottom of the stairs, hugging her tightly as he spun her around in circles happily. He didn't care if people were looking, he didn't care whether people thought they looked silly. She was his baby sister, and he hadn't seen her for quite some time. " How has home been, Jazzie?" Tristan asked as he put her down," Mom still smothering you to death?" He missed his parents, but wasn't planning on visiting them any time soon. Tristan enjoyed his freedom and his independence, and didn't mind not spending too much time with them. Too much time with the parents made him crazy.

" I bet you're hungry, let's go get something to eat, to celebrate your first day in Glassview" Tristan said, ruffling her hair with a smile as he lead her outside the airport and into the car. He hated airports, and wasn't going to stay in there anymore. Airports were stuffy and horrible. The car was cool compared to how hot it was outside. Tristan preferred the cold, and would rather it be winter though, summer was only nice because he didn't have school then. Sitting in the car, Tristan felt his phone ringing," Hello?" He said as he answered, smiling at who it was. " Hey man! What's up?... I can't, I'm spending the day with my little sis... Yea, she's finally here... You can meet her later, stop talking to me and spend time with your wife, fool." He said, hanging up the phone. Tristan smiled at how confused Jasmine was. " You remember Razz? He got married, god, he lucked out. You should meet his wife, you would like Emilia." He commented. Tristan trusted Emilia and Razz with his baby sister. He knew that Emilia was a wonderful influence, and Razz would keep her safe too. They were bros, and the same rule applied to Razz's siblings.