NaNoWriMo is National Novel Writing Month. A fanfiction is not a novel and writing three separate stories in one-shots is not a novel, either. But, it's up to me and this is what I want to do. I hope this keeps my creative juices flowing all month. I am working on three stories and since I don't do Sundays or Thanksgiving that should be eight one-shots each with one getting an extra, if all goes well. Good luck to me! Check out my profile for a more detailed explanation.

Gone, Gone, Gone

Tori Santamaria and Tristan Milligan had been friends since they didn't know when. They were in band together. Tristan helped Tori get together with Zig Novak and then over Zig and then back together with Zig and they both hoped for the final time, over him. They watched West Drive together. They worked on a West Drive vlog together, The West Drive Experience. They started Degrassi Community School together and befriended Maya Matlin. And even though Tristan wasn't into girls he would gladly accept that his first kiss was with his best friend, Tori.

"And now you're leaving," Tristan whined.

Tristan, Tori, and Maya had gathered in front of Tori's house on her moving day, the temperature almost 70 degrees F (over 20 degrees C). Her parents were directing men what to do with boxes and furniture that they put on a moving van. They watched as boxes full of Tori's pageant crowns, trophies, and ribbons were carried out to the van.

"Be careful with those!" She shouted.

"We will, ma'am." The mover pretended to tip his hat to Tori.

"My dad got a new job in Alberta. It pays more. And you know, new pageants for me to win."

"But what about our friendship? Does it not mean anything to you?"

"Of course it does, Tristan, but this is out of my control."

"And what about our vlog? We do that together! We watch West Drive together! What about that?"

"We'll always have West Drive."

"But we won't be able to watch it together or work on our vlog!"

"Maya will help you with the vlog."

"No Maya will not," Maya spoke up with a laugh.

"There's always cell phones and the internet," Tori waved her cell phone. "We'll call each other and watch West Drive together and the vlog? We can do that over the internet together. We don't have to stop it just because I'm moving away."

"Or I could just do it by myself," Tristan muttered.

"What? You know how to edit video together and what not. Don't worry. The only thing that's going to change is that I live in another province and we don't go to school together."

"That's a big difference."

"Ready to go, Tori?" Mrs. Santamaria asked stepping out the front door. "We have to leave in fifteen minutes to catch our flight."

"Yes, ma'am." Tori turned to Tristan and gave him a strong hug. "I am going to miss you. I really don't want to move."

"I don't want you to move, either!"

"I don't want to be the new kid. I won't know anyone and I'll have new girls to compete with at pageants. They'll all know each other and the secrets about the judges. I'll be so far behind."

"No, you won't. You'll steal the show. You always do."

"And you," she pulled Tristan away at arm's length to look at him, "you! With your bleach blond hair and skinny body! I won't get to see you take over Degrassi!"

"We could have taken over Degrassi together. Now, it's just me and Maya."

"Gee, thanks. What am I chopped liver?" Maya asked jokingly.

"You know what I mean!"

"Tori!" Her father shouted from the garage.

"Coming!" She turned to Maya. "We had our rough patches, but I think overall we had a good year."

"Considering," Maya said.

"Considering," Tori repeated. "Hey, you taught me things about myself. You help make me a better person. Thank you."

Maya stood there a bit shocked at Tori's words. She never thought Tori to be this compassionate of a person. She usually just blurted out whatever she was feeling not caring (or honestly, knowing) if it hurt the other person.

"You were my first friend at Degrassi." Maya wrapped her arms around Tori. They had been through a lot with Zig and the pageant, and then Cam but in the end they were friends. Maybe not as close as they had been at their closest point during the school year, but still friends.

"You've got Tristan, who is an excellent friend. The bestest."

"That's right, Maya. We're gonna go and rule France."

"France?" Tori pulled Maya away. "What about France?"

Maya and Tristan exchanged looks.

"Um," Tristan began. "The French Immersion class is going on a summer trip to France. We didn't want to tell you because you're moving. We didn't want to disappoint you."

"France! I'm moving and you get to go to France! This is so not fair."

"If your parents hadn't already enrolled you in your new school in Alberta perhaps you could have come with us," Tristan said.

"This is so not fair! This is so my parents fault! My mom wanted me to get into school and get started on summer reading." She held up her copy of Obasan by Joy Kagawa and rolled her eyes.

"Tori, we're leaving!" Her mother called out.

"I really gotta go. Don't have fun in France without me."

Tristan and Maya each hugged Tori one more time before she disappeared into her garage. They watched as the Santamaria car pulled out of the driveway and down the street waving until it drove out of sight. Tori said the car was going to be delivered to their house in Alberta in a few days, not getting there as fast as they would by flying.

"Well, that's that," Tristan said sadly.

"Yep, that's that," Maya repeated.

The two made their way from the old Santamaria house to Degrassi's hangout, The Dot. They didn't talk much already missing their friend, Tristan probably more than Maya.

"Gone Gone Gone" by Philip Phillips