A/N: this is a completely new story. I deleted my old one because i extracted ideas/info from other stories [it was unfair, i agree

this one is 100 original :) hope you like it :D

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" Samantha, I've been waiting for you dear. I know that you're the one for me"

"Oh David! I don't know what to say"

"Say yes"

"Huh?"

"Samantha Madison, will you marry me?"

"sniffs yes…"

" Baby! Everything is set! The decorations, invitations and even the gown! All you have to do is……wake up"

"wake up?"

"wake up…..wake up…..wake up, sam"

"WAKE UP SAM!"

"w-whaat??"

I was awaken by the annoying voice of my mother, yelling from downstairs. Oh, it was a dream. A sweet one too. Just too short, I'm afraid!

"ughh….five…more…..minutes….moooommmm"

"SAMANTHA MADISON, YOU GET YOU BUTT DOWNSTAIRS IN 5..-4..-3….."

And I was sitting at the table counter with everyone by the time she reached '2'. You have just viewed Samantha Madison's typical Sunday morning.

"Good. Now children, your father has an announcement to make. Go on honey"

"Uhm, yes. Kids, we're moving"

"Excuse me?"

"I beg your pardon?"

"SAY WHAAAAAT?"

"Um, yes kids. We're moving. To England. Next week."

"MOM! DAD! You cannot do this to us!" I answered.

"MOM!! I'M A SENIOR IN HIGH SCHOOL, MY BOY FRIEND'S HOT AND I'M A CHEERLEADER, DAMNIT!" yelled Lucy.

"What about Horizon, mom? I want to be a first-class achiever! Right now I'm only a second!" answered Rebecca.

"Think about my reputation" said Lucy.

"Think about my studies" said Becky.

"THINK ABOUT THE TWINS!" I yelled.

"GIRLS! Would you pipe down?" answered mom.

"Now Lucy, you're gonna be starting college next month. You've finished your studies so all you gotta do when you get there is wait till college starts. You've been accepted in England's National College or ENC for short"

"Rebecca, sweetie, there are other brilliant schools in England. We've enrolled you in the best one"

"Now, Sam. I know this is hard for you seeing that David is the father of your children so we decided that"

"I CAN STAY?" I asked.

"Not exactly…. You can visit him during your holidays in England. You have to move on. I'm sure David will"

Oh snap. David. I totally forgot about him. What am I gonna do without him there? I'll die. He wont be there to snuggle with me under the cover and hold me tight when everything falls apart. No more hugs….no more romantic messages and no more kisses from him. I think I'm gonna burst out crying any second. Just imagining life without him hurts already. Who is What is vanilla without chocolate? What is iced tea, without ice? Who is Sebastian without viola? Who is Sherona without Daryl. Most importantly, who am I without David?

"May I be excused?" I asked solemnly.

"Yes" answered dad.

I ran up to my room and stared at the phone. Should I call him? He might make me feel better. But then again, he might feel crushed and I'll feel twice as bad. He might not take it too hard, or he might take it harder than I expected. Who am I kidding? David maybe tough but when it comes to separation… even the highest mountain seems short. And he'll die without the twins. They're his little angels. He simply adores Viola and Sebastian. Who am I to separate them? Their mother, right. I'll call him. He's gonna find out eventually. Better let him hear it from me rather than the news. I can already picture tomorrow's newspapers headlines.

"Girl saves president's life. Girl gets pregnant with the president's son's baby. Girl moves to England. IS THERE ANYTHING SAMANTHA MADDISON CAN'T DO?"

I'm in deeeeeeeep shit.

"Hey Sharona"

"Hey babe"

"What's with the sad tone? You sick, dear? Nothing happened to the twins right?"

"No and no"

"Baby, what's going on?"

"David, I'm moving"

Whoa. That was fast. I thought I'd choke on my words or something. Looks like I underestimated myself.

"Sam, quit playing around, I know you too well. What's going on?"

"David, I'm serious. I'm moving to England next weekend"

"Sam…..don't play with me"

"I'm not, David"

"Sam…..can we meet"

"No, David. This is too much for me to handle. I really don't wanna talk about it right now. I don't wanna see anyone. I'll call you when I feel better, I'm sorry, david"

"WHEN YOU FEEL BETTER? SAM! I know you, it'll take you ages to feel better. You're just running away from a bad situation, like you always do. This isn't gonna solve anything! YOU'RE A PARENT! WHY DON'T YOU ACT LIKE ONE FOR A CHANGE"

I didn't know what to say. It was like a hurricane just thrown on me for no apparent reason. I felt hurt and miserable all at the same time.

"You're right. I should have acted more mature. I was wondering if I should tell you before you found out from the press or not, I decided to tell you. Looks like I was wrong. Things would have been much better if you found out from the papers, David. At least you would know how hurt I feel right now. I never want to see you again. Meeting you was the worse thing that has ever happened to me. We're through!"

And I hung up, just like that. Surprisingly, I didn't cry after that. I didn't know if I was happy or if I just ran out of tears. I still felt hurt though. It didn't make me feel better to know that David didn't even felt guilty and tried calling me back to sort things out. Then I was saved by a call, NOT from David.

"Hello. My life sucks" I answered.

"Nice to hear from you too, Sam!!" Catherine joked.

"Hey Catherine"

"Hey. What's up?"

"More like what's down…."

"Everything all right Sam? You sound pretty dull"

"I feel like my life is over, Cat. Its terrible" I started crying.

So I told her everything from the moving thing, to David. She was super understanding and I feel so much better after letting it all out.

"David's a jerk, Sam. He obviously doesn't know who he's messing with"

"I don't know. I guess I never expected David to be that mean. He really hurt. Now I'm happy that we broke up and I'm moving. Clearly, we both need our own space"