"Well, hello there darlin'. Is this you?" She pointed to the sign with her index finger but her eyes never left mine.
"Yes." I was raised to answer everything with 'yes.' Other words like 'yeah' and 'uh huh' were basically swear words in my house.
"Well that's great honey. Now... how do you say your name?" She looked down at the sign sheepishly and back at me. I wasn't surprised. A lot of haole people had trouble with my native hawaiian name.
"It's pronounced Ke-a-low-he-lani, but you can just call me Lani." She thought for a few seconds and then shook her head.
"I guess it's better for me to call you Lani than to butcher that beautiful name of yours." She seemed genuinely nice but I still wasn't sure. "Follow me this way dear. The shuttle is just outside."
It turns out I was the first one to arrive to the shuttle. I gave my bags to the driver and picked a seat in the middle. As we picked up more kids, I started to get the feeling that they all knew each other. Everyone was talking to someone else and they were all laughing. One girl with bright red hair came running to the shuttle looking a little sick, but a girl in the back called her over with a smile. Why was everyone so comfortable with each other? I looked around and I was the only person not talking to anyone.
It felt like a million years but we finally made it to our hotel. I grabbed my luggage from the driver and thanked him before I went inside. There were so many teenagers. I looked all around me until I saw a check-in desk. There was a nice
