**Author Note – This is just a short story about Unknown. This is how Annabelle's parents met at Thornberry high, in her mother pov. **
"Mother do I have to go back. This was the best summer and now you won't even let me stay home for maybe a year or two, or I could even go to a different high school. There is a really nice one near the coast, and there is a beach and I love the beach." I say as I watch my father load the car with my things. If only I could stay here where I had friends. All the girls and boys that Thornberry high are too perfect and all their mothers know each other. The only real reason I went all these years was the fact that both my parents went there and so did theirs and so on.
"You have to go, it's your last year and maybe there is a boy that you would like." My mother yelled at me from the house. "Plus you will only be gone a year, and you have all those friends there that you will miss."
"Fine if I must." I really only ever wanted one guy in my whole life and to me he was perfect. His family had been going to the same school on the coast since he can remember. My parents hated him and that's why I was leaving a week early. "Can I say goodbye to my friends first. Pretty please." I said giving my mother the puppy dog eyes.
"Ok Alexandra, but be home by five." She said as I ran out the door.
It was almost four thirty when I got to Nathaniel's house. As I walked up the steps I heard his sister's music playing some new pop sensation. Before I could even knock on the door Nate was there.
"What are you doing here, I thought you were leaving today," he said as he gave me a hug.
"I couldn't leave without saying goodbye. Plus I told my mother I was going to a friend's house. She said this was my year of change, the year I would find love, but I couldn't tell her that I had already found it or she would have a heart attack." I said as tears started to form in my eyes. "She wouldn't even hear of it when I said I wanted to go to your school."
"It's ok; we will make it through this." Nate said as he comforted me. After he stopped hugging me I looked at the clock.
"I have to go, it's almost five and I had to be home by five."
"I will drive to home and drop you around the corner."
"Thanks." As he helped me into his beat up old blue Ute. It was his fathers before he had dies just over seven years ago leaving his mother with five kids to look after.
As we got close to my house, we start to talk. I didn't know what to say without crying and I think he didn't want to waste time talking about something stupid, or well he would think it was stupid, I just like to listen to his voice. We were now only just around the corner when Nathaniel stopped the Ute. I kissed him quickly and jumped out of the Ute and ran home to my room to cry.
The next morning my mother woke me up early in the morning so that we could beat the traffic as we drove to my home for the next year, or how I would call it hell.