A/N: Heyy everybody! I decided to post the MR Fanfic that I have been writing for a while. The more reviews I get, the faster I update
Chapter 1: The Beginning of the End
Max POV
"Really, Mom? NOW? Exactly how long have you known about this?" I asked angrily.
"Um, for about a week, sweetie, "she replied softly.
"Huh. This means that you had enough time to actually say goodbye to your friends. Guess who doesn't get to say goodbye face-to-face with any of her friends? That's right, moi!"
"I'm sorry, Max, but this is what I need to do. People are coming in just to see me. This means that their top vet is not doing surgery, but signing autographs. We have to go somewhere more… remote."
"Yeah, right on the border of Wisconsin and Minnesota. Great place. Nothing to do up there but fish or have a farm up there." I said, sarcasm lacing my tone.
"Lindstrom is a fine place-"
"Filled with old people." I interrupted.
"Actually, Max, there is a high school there with a band and a marching band. "
"It won't be the same without Mr. B., or Sam, or Luke. Or the twins. Or-"
"Alright! I get it, it won't be the same. But you need to suck it up and make do with that director and those band members." Mom exploded. This showed that she was extremely upset about moving. She almost never explodes. Although, I was also upset. I needed to get back at her.
"Just like you have to suck it up and deal with you new boss and co-workers, right?" I asked innocently
"Yes, Max, thanks for under-"
"WRONG! The band is my family. You are telling me to leave my mental family! Your co-workers obviously are not family, because they are booting you out!" I yelled, interrupting her.
My mom gave up, and gloomily started packing up the dishes into boxes. Our furniture was already gone, as were the pictures and other stuff. The house looked so…empty.
The moving van outside honked at us, telling us to hurry up.
Five minutes later, we were looking back at our old home, watching it slowly sink farther away until it was just a speck on the landscape. The city behind it glowed as life went on without us there, the old friends also shrinking into the distance.
It was going to be a long drive to Minnesota.
A/N please review…I promise the next one will be longer : )