Jane's Life

by LacyLies

Jane didn't know what to expect when her mother walked out the door. All she knew was that her life would never be the same. In this story, you learn what Jane went through when her mom left. A story of Jane, Ben, Billy, and the people that come into their lives.Starting right after Jane's mother leaves. They're all still children. Story's better.T for later. Please R&R. :

1. Chapter 1

Jane's Life

A/N: Hello there. (: My name's Cat. This story is about Jane's life, beginning from the time her mother left she and Ben. My favorite guys are Ben, Billy, and (Don't kill me) Jeremy. There won't be any Jeremy though. ;) I think, unless summer has truly destroyed my brain, that Ben would've been 16, and Jane 9. Please tell me if I'm wrong? ^_^ Anyhoo, enough rambling. Expect Jane. Ben. Billy. And all the people that come into their lives. (:

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Nine year old Jane flailed her arms as a wave goodbye to Billy, who was preparing to pedal away on his bike. It was black with orange-y flames on the side. No frilly bells for Billy. He sent Jane a toothy grin before leaving. Jane tucked a wild curl behind her ear and walked into the house.

Her care-free smile was soon replaced by a look of confusion. Her mother was standing by the couch with an unattractive suitcase. It was brown with pink flowers along the side. Ben was watching her, his face crinkled up in an odd way. It meant he was trying not to cry, Jane knew. She had seen the same look a year ago when his favorite American Idol singer got voted off.

"Hey guys. What's wrong? Are we going on vacation, Mommy?" Jane's mother turned her guilty eyes to her. "No, honey. I'm going away for a little bit. I should be home soon. But, until then, Ben is going to take care of you." Ben was still wearing the constipated look, staring at the raggy carpet.

"Why mommy? Why can't we go with you? I wanna go on vacation, too!" Jane had dropped her backpack a while ago, and nearly tripped on it as she rushed over to her mother, confusion lacing with fear in her eyes. "I'm sorry, Jane." Those were the last words she heard. Then her mother ran from confrontation, like always, she and her tacky suitcase disappearing out the front door.

Jane stood still for a second, thinking about how she'd explain it to Billy, and how to get her mom back. But, as her eyes went up to look at Ben again, she realized that it was probably more important to try to tell Ben that it was okay to cry. She couldn't blame him. Her life had just gone out the wooden front door, wearing a bright flowery sundress and a cowardly look.

This was a bigger deal than American Idol.

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Hey again! I hope you enjoyed it. I'm going to write more, even if I don't get many reviews. I really hope I do, though. Like they say, reviews are writer's food. Or, in my case, a vintage Louis Vuitton. So, please review and tell me where you'd like me to leave off. Should Jane be the same age? Older? Flashbacks, possibly? Longer? Anyways, thanks for reading. (: -Cat.