A/M:This story is dedicated to my best friend Jenna. I'm sorry for leaving with saying goodbye.
Jen, this is my goodbye =]
A best friend is for life. Not a day or two, but forever. Forever may seem like a long time, but your best friend makes it worth it. My best friend makes it worth it.
"Gwen," my brother called up the stairs."it's time to get up, grumpy." I groaned and pulled myself up. It was Friday morning. Only one day left in school until the weekend. I missed those days where I has something to get out of bed for, now I had nothing. I pulled on my clothes and stared at my face in the mirror. My skin was normal colored on my face. I detested it so much, but I still spent a few minutes each morning looking at it before shoveling on the make-up. When I'm finished my face is a pale white, my eyes are outlined with black and my lips are teal. I spend ara few minutes staring at my new reflection, before dragging my way down to the table.
My kitchen was a very small. It could just about squeeze a refrigerator, stove and sink in along with two counters without a round, wooden table and three chairs being placed in the corner. The bleach white walls and black floor tiles didn't do the room any favors either. I slumped into the empty chair that my mother an brother weren't occupying.
"Morning, miss gothica." Liam, my younger brother greeted me, the same way he did every morning. "Got some news for you." My ears picked up on the last part. News? For me? It was a once in a life time thing. It was the same thing day-in day-out, never anything interesting like news.
"What?" I asked in utter shock.
"I, well ..You." He spoke to me like I was some kind of remedial kid.
"Yeah. I heard you, just don't believe it."
"Well believe it. Mom actually got a job!" Liam half squealed.
"A. Job" I broke the words apart with a drop of my head. And sure enough my brother nodded his head enthusiastically. At that moment my mother looked up from her news paper.
"Oh, morning, sweetie. Liam, have you told her the good news?" I rolled my eyes, trust her to miss an entire conversation. She wasn't the brightest spark around, but hey, she was my mother, she gave me life. Another reason to hate her.
"Yeah, mom, I told her but I haven't got to the best bit yet." It got better? My lazy mother getting of her ass wasn't the best bit?
"Gwen, we're moving to a town on the other side of the city." I felt like jumping up and down and doing a happy dance, but I restrained myself form making me look like a fool. We were moving from our tiny little town all the way to the other side of the city. Now that sentence may not sound correct to you but tome it does. My town was right next door to a large city and on the other side of the city was another town, my new town, where I would happily be moving to. Salong school, salong weirdo's t that school, hello new house, hello new people.
A best friend is for life. Not a day or two, but forever. Forever may seem like a long time, but your best friend makes it worth it. My best friend made it worth it.
No one knows how long forever is, forever may be a week or a month. It may be a year or 10. Forever may be until the day you die. For me forever might start again on Monday.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. The next one will be longer, I promise.
