A’a i ka hula, waiho i ka maka’u i ka hale – (Dare to dance, leave shame at home.)
The roar of the plane's engine came to a stop as it made its way down the runway. A girl, short and plump, unboarded the plane with only a black backpack. She exited into the terminal. The short teenager tightly clutched an air sickness bag.
"Tara, keep taking deep breaths. You will be fine", she thought to herself reassuringly.
She stepped out of the Hau'oli Airport. As Tara crossed the threshold, she froze. Before her eyes was the brilliant glow of the sun setting over the water, which reflected the warm colors of the sky like a rippling mirror. The crashing of the waves and the cry of Wingull could be heard from the distance. Towering silhouetted palm trees waved in the gentle, warm breeze that had swept up Tara's brown, shoulder length hair; making it dance behind her. The sweet floral sent of plumerias hung in the space around her. Looking up, Tara could see violet night sky above