Henry's POV

I finish putting all my comics in a box. I look around the room I grew up in, the only place I've ever known. I'm being dragged to another country for no reason. When I ask my Mum (Henry will speak in an English accent due to the fact that Regina doesn't speak) she shrugs and continues to do what she's doing.

"Mum, I'm all packed up." I say as I walk into the kitchen. She smiles at me and signs, I'm so proud of you. I smile back and say, "do we have to go?"

She sighs and walks back to the box she was taping shut. She turns to me and signs, we need to take all of the old stuff to the charity shop. Could you do that for me? You could call Jack and Thomas to help? Please? She pouts at me. I look at her and dig in annoyance, "so basically you want me to say goodbye to my friends since I'm never going to see them again?" I say as more of a statement then a question.

She looks at me, her eyes empty as always. Henry, I told you if you want to see them you can Skype. And when you all turn 18 I'll chip in to fly them over, until then we can come here every break. Okay?

"Mum! That's two and a half whole years, I'm 15 they're 16. It's ages away. God, you are so selfish!" With that I walk out taking the boxes that need to go to the charity shop with me.

Why does she even want to go to Maine anyway? What's there that's sooooo special?! I think to myself angrily.

I knock on Thomas' front door, knowing Jack is here too. Thomas' Mum answers the door. "Hello Henry, come on in. The boys are in the living room playing on the PlayStation."

"Thank you Mrs Harvey." I smile at her politely. "Hey Henry. Before you go I want to ask, does your Mum have any Kitchen towel? It's just I'm all out and Thomas won't go to the shops for me."

"Erm, sorry Mrs H. My Mum has just finished packing everything."

"Packing? Where are you moving too? Is it close?"

"Only if you think Maine in the US local."

"That far? Do the boys know?"

"Yeah, I'm surprised Thomas hasn't said anything to you."

She nods, "hey I'm going to drop all of this of at the charity shop, I'll pick some up for you."

"Thank you so much Henry." She says. I nod in her direction before finding Thomas and Jack.

"Sooooo, you're really leaving huh?" Jack said breaking the silence. We've just dropped off the boxes and picked up kitchen roll for Thomas' Mum.

I nod slowly, "yup. I said some nasty things to my Mum about it. I kinda feel bad, but she told me she'd pay towards flying you guys out to see me and I'll come back every major break from school."

Thomas begins to laugh at me mockingly, "oh yeah! You have to stay in highschool until you're 18! Hahahaha-" I cut of his laughing with a punch to the arm, he over exaggerates 'ouch!' Which we all laugh at.

We walk in silence for another 5 minutes before Jack speaks up, "hey Henry?"

"Yes?"

"I've always wondered, and don't react badly I don't mean it in a bad way or anything but, your Mum for as long as I've known her, has never been in a relationship, right? Well, anyway I was wondering, is she gay?"

I look at him in shock, "what makes you say that?!"

"I don't know, I just think she is."

I think for a minute, is she gay? I mean I wouldn't care if she was but I've never seen her with anyone. Which makes it a possibility, right? Arrrrrgh I don't know, it doesn't even matter if she is or isn't.

"Well, truth is, I have zero clue. She shuts down whenever I ask questions, like who my dad is. Or, why isn't she in a relationship. Or, if she likes anyone. Even when I'm teasing she just, shuts down."

"You know what Henry?" Thomas says this time, "we're gonna miss your scrawny butt."

Jack this time, "yeah, even if you do always dress like you're posh."

I look at them smirking, "well hello! Have you met my Mum, have you guys ever seen her wearing anything other then a pencil skirt and a blouse? Because I haven't and I live with her!" I say in a joking tone.

"I saw her in a hoodie once!" Jack says. I know the hoodie he's talking about, a red worn out one. She wears it when she feels completely empty, when even I can't get her to snap out of it. I shudder at the memories as we walk to Thomas' front door, "I'll see you guys later" I say as I leave to go home.

3 days later and we're on a plane heading to a new place.

Goodbye England.