After almost a 16 hour flight, we landed, back in my home country, well and Mark's, the United States.

Within the next hour, I would be meeting my family...my REAL family. Holy crap.

"We're here!" Jackson yelled excitedly as he practically jumped off the plane.

We all got off of the plane and grabbed our luggage before walking off of the airstrip and hailing a cab.

"Okay Mark, tell me one thing." I said.

"Okay, shoot."

I stifled a laugh as I asked.

"Why is it that Jackson is acting more excited then us?"

He looked at me and smiled.

"Well first of all, its because Jackson is just a freak, secondly he loves my family, and third of all he had 23 cups of starbucks coffee throughout the plane ride, so sooner or later he's going to crash anyway."

Well. It turns out that sooner or later was definately more on the sooner side. Minutes after we got into the cab he passed out cold, his head resting on my shoulder.

About 30 minutes later we pulled up next to a big blue house.

Mark looked over at me. "Well. We're here."

At the sound of that, Jackson jolted awake.

I guess all that coffee had nothing on him.

Mark looked at me and spoke. "Alright,  Well what we're going to do is see how long it takes for mom, dad and Joey to recognize you. We're here for two weeks, and if they don't realize it by then, we'll tell them."

"What? Why? I am about to meet...well remember my parents and you want me to lie about who I am?!"

"Yes. Trust me it'll be fun, and its not like they won't find out in the end anyway."

Why was I agreeing to this?

"Alright. Fine. But you owe me."

"Alright. Fine, but oh yeah, one more thing. You have to pretend to be Jackson's girlfriend while we're here."

Oh Joy. Speaking of mister Starbucks obsessed himself.