I arrive to join my family

My name is Emile Bauer. I am 18 years old and I’m from Germany.

I have arrived in the United States to start my four-year degree. However, I am also here to join my family.

How my entire family ended up here is quite the long story.

It started years ago with my aunt Claudia who is my father’s younger sister. She came to the USA with her husband to both study a postgraduate Masters degree, and they promptly got a job in the same place after.

My aunt Claudia got pregnant shortly after, which was good news for the family. My grandparents, Hans and Barbara Bauer decided to move in with my aunt to help her care for the baby.

Then two years ago, my aunt Claudia recommended my mother for a position at the university where she worked. My mother was a university professor in Germany at the time.

My parents, Karl and Johanna Bauer, decided that the offer was too lucrative to pass up, so the decision was made to uproot our family to the USA.

However, I was attending secondary school back in Germany at the time. I was very **** to move because I had friends and a steady girlfriend, Amalie Wagner. Thus my family allowed me to stay in Germany to complete my secondary education. I stayed with my grandparents on my mother’s side of the family while I finished school.

Meanwhile, my family seemed to do very well in the USA. Barely half a year after they moved there, my mother helped her younger sister, my aunt Melina, get a sweet job offer from the same university and urged her to come over. My aunt Melina eventually made the move with her family in the middle of last year.

I eventually graduated from secondary school and naturally, I decided to attend the university where my mother and aunts worked. My girlfriend Amalie decided to join me to attend the same university.

In addition to that, my grandparents on my mother’s side of the family - Liam and Helena Meyer, decided to accompany Amalie and I to the USA to visit my mother and aunt and see how they are doing.

Thus the four of us wide-eyed Germans arrived at the domestic airport at a city near the university town where my family now lived and worked. We came out of the arrival gate to see a tall, strapping, clean shaven young black man with short well-groomed fade and curls standing in the waiting crowd holding a sign with my name on it.

We quickly approached the young black man.

“You must be Jamal,” I greeted, “Good to meet you. I am Emile.”

Jamal smiled warmly and shook my hand. “Awesome,” he said, “I’ve heard so much about you!”

“Ah… Likewise,” I replied.

Amalie and my grandparents proceeded to exchange greetings and introductions with Jamal.

“I parked close by. This way, dude,” Jamal said to me.

I caught Jamal stealing a lingering glance at Amalie. It was annoying, but I’ve gotten somewhat used to it by now. My girlfriend tends to turn heads and draw gazes.

Amalie Desc.

Jamal lead us to the airport parking building and helped us load our luggage into a big American SUV. The vehicle was truly a monster to behold. The Americans love their cars big. The European part of me shuddered just from wondering how much diesel it would take to run this thing.

The university town was completely separate from the city we were in. It would take about an hour’s drive to get there.

I let Amalie take the front passenger seat while I joined my grandparents in the back. My girlfriend was giddy with excitement from all the new sights and smells. This was her first time out of Germany. She was bubbly and chatted excitedly with Jamal as he drove us on the highway.

I kept catching Jamal steal glances at Amalie’s tight body. If it weren’t for that nasty habit of his, he would have been the perfect host.