Hi there. I'm sorry, but I had to edit this chapter since there were some major errors / Ah well, here it is anyway!

Warning: Bad language... That's it in this chapter, slash and yaoi in later chapters can't wait

Please, R&R and you will make my day!

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"What did you just say!" a teenage boy cried out.

"We sold the house", the boys mother said, "Johnny, your father got a job so we're moving."

"Where? Where are we moving?" the boy named Johnny asked.

"London ", his father simply said.

"LONDON! ARE YOU HIGH OR HAVE YOU BOTH GONE MAD!"

"Johnny, I know you didn't want to move away but we need this. We haven't had enough money ever since your father lost his job. It will turn out well, you'll see", his mother said in a attempt to calm her son down.

"You're joking right? Please tell me it's a joke", Johnny was now pleading.

"It's not a joke. We're leaving next week so start preparing yourself", his father said calmly.

Johnny just stared at him without saying a word. Then he left the kitchen where they had been talking and went to the hallway.

"Wait Johnny, don't go yet! Come back!" his mother yelled from the kitchen.

"Screw you, I'm going out!" he simply said as he grabbed his jacket and went out through the door. The cold air hit him the moment he stepped out. It was still only February, and yet the snow was gone.

Johnny started walking away from the house as fast as he could. He had to get away from his parents, and that as soon as possible.

He ran a shaky hand through his black, shoulder-long hair. His green eyes seemed clearer in the winter-sun and he became rosy-cheeked in the cold air. Beneath his denim jacket he was wearing a black shirt with a white T-shirt under that. His worn-out jeans were shoved into his brown leather boots.

Without thinking about it, his feet started walking down a path he was very familiar with. His mind was to busy finding the best way to kill his parents without getting into jail, he didn't notice where he was going.

For sixteen years he had lived in the same place on the country, and for sixteen years the only thing he ever heard about the capital city was how awful it was there. And now he had to move there. What was his parents thinking? Why do I have to suffer they've just because lost their mind? It's so not fair!

"Hey Johnny, what are you doing here?"

The voice calling out for him woke Johnny up. He stopped walking and looked around. He had come to a big green house. The frontyard was covered with trees in every corner. Roses was on each side of the driveway. The backyard, though you couldn't see it, had a pool and it was full of different plants. Johnny knew this since he had been to this house since he was a little kid.

"Johnny, are you alright?", the voice asked.

"Huh?" He looked at the person who had spoken to him. It was a man in the late teens. His hair was blond and he had brown eyes. He was cutting the grass. "Oh, hi Steve. Uhm, is Kate home?" he asked

"Yeah, she's in the house listening to her stupid music at full volume. I swear, someday I'm gonna kill her!"

"No you wont. You won't have anyone to argue with if you do kill her" Johnny said while grinning.

"Hm, I guess you're right. You're a clever boy, Johnny. It's a shame you're going out with my sister, she's as dumb as a piece of wood. Ah well, maybe I'll just ruin her life!" he said.

"Please do so. Well, bye then." Johnny said and started walking up the driveway.

"Hey, Johnny!" The boy turned around. "There's no one home except Kate, so don't bother knock. I doubt she'll hear you anyway" the older boy said.

"Thanks for the info, you just saved some of my time" Johnny started walking again. He wasn't even halfway to the house when the music reach his ear. Tina Turner. The only thing I won't miss after we move. He grinned at the thought.

Gripping the handle, the boy opened the door and met a very amusing scene. There, right before his eyes, was Kate - Johnny's girlfriend - singing and dancing to "Proud Mary" by Tina Turner and Ike, wearing only panties and a T-shirt. Her blond hair flew behind her as she danced with her back against Johnny.

As shocked he was the boy didn't do anything as he watched the girl move around and sing very false. Then she made some kind of a pirouette and saw Johnny at the door, his hand still on the handle. Kate froze. They stood still for a couple of moments, Johnny at the doorway and Kate with her arms hold over her head.

A big grin slowly spread across Johnny's face and then he begun to laugh. A quick look at Kate's face ( which by now had an almost unnatural red tone ) made him laugh even harder.

After a while the boy stopped laughing and went into the room. He walked towards the CD- player and turned it of while Kate quickly put on some jeans she had laying on her bed.

"Please don't tell me you want to become a dancer or a singer."

Kate just looked at the boy, her blush easing down, and then threw a pillow at him.

"And you should learn how to knock!"

"Would you have heard me if I had?" Kate glared at him. "See, even you know the answer."

"Well then, let us forget this little… incident. Why are you here?"

"I just wanted to see you. After all, you are my girlfriend."

"Don't lie to me, Johnny. I can see it in your face that you're not telling the truth", Kate said as she sat down on the bed.

"Ah well, at least worth a try." He sighed as he sat down next to the girl. "Kate, my parents are crazy. They've sold the house and we're moving." He laid down. "We're moving to London next week."

Kate laid down next to the boy. She took his hand and tangled their fingers together.

"Are you sure? I mean, is it too late to change their mind?"

Johnny laughed. "I told you, my parents already sold the house. There's no way they're going to change that now. I hope the insanity doesn't run in the family or I'm screwed."

Kate took their hands and raised them to the air and watch their linked fingers.

"I don't want you to leave-"

"And you think I want to?"

"-but, it's not like you're going to die or something like that. You're just moving. And it's only two hours driving from there to this place. I bet your dad's going to buy you a car for your birthday as a make-up gift."

"Yeah, but still. It's not going to be the same!" Johnny said, pouting.

"No, I know that", Kate sighed "but you'll see, it'll work out. Trust me."