*Sam's POV*

I was currently in class because college sucks and decided to have a class for my major at 2 pm. I guess my lunch isn't important but no! Knowing the basics of photography is when this is an advanced class.

After what felt like an hour of eternity and a half. I got a call from Cathy and eagerly responded hoping she passed her maths test.

"What's up?"

But before I could hear an answer, I got cut off by sobs on the other side of the line.

"Sam! I-I got back from work an- and after I finished that one practice we've be -been working on, there w-ere peo-ple!" She said in the middle of sobs.

"Huh? Cathy are you ok? Where are you?"

"They're de- demanding that we leave! I'm pa- packing my bag right now. Do you have class or d-do you want me to do yours too?"

"I just got out of class, but yeah finish yours and start mines, I'll get there as soon as I can and figure out what the hell they want."

At that point, I didn't care if I got a speeding ticket.

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"You weren't born here. Neither of you were." Said a man with 'ICE' written on his shirt. He looked like some type of police.

"I don't understand. Of course we weren't! We were both born in Los Angeles." I said trying to see his logic.

"Wrong again. I'm sorry Samantha, after doing research we found out that neither of you two were born here in the US, and presidents orders, no documents, not US citizens, well, that means out."

I felt tears well up in my eyes. No. This can't be happening. Our entire lives are here. We can't just leave everything.

"S-Sam. Come here please?" Cathy called from the mirror room.

I looked over to the guy who nodded as a sign I could go.

"What the heck is happening? Why do we have to leave?" She asked, her voice broken.

"Mom and Dad lied. Our birth certificates are fake, are passports are too. We weren't born here."

The realization started sinking in and I just, I just accepted it.

"Wh-what? That can't be!"

"But it is! Come on. Let's, let's get our bags."

With both of us crying slightly, we got our bags and went back into the room with all the guys.

"What will happen to us?" I asked.

"You two will be taken to immigrant control. Everything will be inspected and checked. However, why your documents were fake and why you didn't know is beyond me."

"If everything goes well. By two weeks, you two should be on the next flight."

Both of our heads snapped up to look at him. We really are being deported. I forced a chuckle. I always wanted to visit another country, I just never thought it would be like this.

"Are y'all two ready? This will be that last time you see this place for a very, very long time."

I looked over to see Cathy. She looked so, so indifferent. I took hold of her hand and smiled at her.

"Everything will be alright."

"I hope so sis."

"Ok ladies. We go, and we go now." Said a lady who entered the room.

We both looked around the room.

I nodded.

As we walked out the door, we left the small life that we had build for ourselves behind, and looked into the eyes of the unknown, wondering, what the future had installed for us.

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"Ok listen up. All of you have been caught today. You will be in this room until you are checked. Once you are checked and approved, you are allowed to go home. However, if you aren't approved, and let's be honest, most of you won't be, you will get your things, and go over there." She pointed at a large corridor leading to a room that said 'TTA'.

"Once there, you will be lead to a special part of the airport, which will leave you back at the countries y'all came from."

"When your name is called, it will be followed by either, TTA, or approved, for example, Lee Taehee, TTA." The man who was called out just looked down.

"If you're approved you are allowed to just, go home. The exit is guarded so unless approved you won't be going anywhere." She finished.

"Understood?" She asked and yelled at the same time.

"Yes, ma'am." We all replied.

"Good, all of you will be called by the end of next week."

With that last remark, she left.

Everyone immediately started talking to one another. I looked around and saw everything you can imagine.

A set of triplets, no older than 12. Foster kids, I thought. An elder woman and man looked at each other worriedly. A husband and wife. The wife crying in her husband's arms. An old man and what seemed to be his grandson sat down, the older man reassuring the little kid that everything would be ok.

And last but not least, a college student and her little sister who was in high school. Cathy had fallen asleep soon after the woman finished explaining everything and was currently laid against the wall in what looked like a very uncomfortable position.

I grabbed her head and put it on my shoulder. As I laid there in the silence I couldn't help but think why our parents lied to us. Wouldn't it have been easier if we knew? If we knew that this was a possibility? If we knew we could get caught? Why didn't they tell us!? What will I do? I have college! Cathy has highschool! We have to start again from point A. We had already done so but now what. We have no money and no home wherever we might be going. What are we going to do?

I'm the middle of my thinking, Cathy had stirred awake, and saw me lightly sniffling.

"It'll be ok."

We both turned to see the same old man who was reassuring everyone. Including us now.

"Life does what it does for a reason. It'll be ok."

"You hear that Sam? We'll be ok. At least we have each other no?"

"Yeah, you're right. A little move can't stop us?" She chuckled.

"Nothing we haven't seen before. Right?

She bit her lip and smirked.

"Right."

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