Chapter 2

When Shelby and the band got home all they could talk about was packing in fact everyone in my house was packing. Except me of course. I was determined. I wasn't moving. Until dad started coming in my room and moved things into boxes. All I did was lie on my bed. I knew he wouldn't move the bed with me on it. Unfortunately, he brought the movers in my room. They literally picked the bed and me up and moved me down the stairs into the truck.

Finally I was forced to move. I guess I could have stayed; of course I would have had a box spring mattress lying on top of me. So instead I got up and went to my car. Ha. I knew they weren't going to pick up my car and move it into the moving van. Twice I was wrong. Sort of wrong at least, it wasn't the moving van. Mom and dad had a car tower. It carried ALL of our cars to Hollywood.

After everything in our house was packed my family decided to have a party. I didn't understand why though. In fact I wasn't sure why we HAD to move with them. My family that is. I could live on my own, kinda. What was the point, could my 22-year-old brother and his wife not live with each other so far away from MY family? It was the party that told all. Turns out my mother promised Shelby that she would go to the ends of the earth for his band to succeed. You know I seriously thought my brother hated me. I mean sure he pick out a grand house (with a backyard that ends at the beach) for us to live in and got a smaller one for Brittany and him but still. Again, MY senior year.

All of my friends came to visit. I had already gotten out of school so I could "pack". But they had one week left. One measly week, and if things were the way my reality should be I would be getting ready to go to New York with my best friend. But no, instead I will be unpacking…

Back to the party, it was one of those sappy going away parties that everyone cried in the end. And as everyone [other than my friends who were all staying at the house they hugged us, and wished us good luck on moving, and exchanged new emails and myspaces. It was a sad going away party. My friends were crying, my mom and dad's friends were happy that Shelby had done something grand with his life. Whitley I'm sure was opening another day care center where we moved so everyone was proud of her. But me, what had I done? I mean, sang the national anthem at an NBA game, started a foundation for diabetes[would have been valedictorian at graduation [not now, all by the age of 17, but was it a success like Shelby and Whitley? No, of course not. I wasn't taken seriously cause I watched Disney, and loved the Jonas Brothers.

After everyone had gone and it was just my friends and I up in my room we all sat around on my empty floor and talked about all the good times we had. I couldn't help but zone out and look at each of their faces, how they were feeling. I started with Andi and went around the room.

Andi, goodness, she was a wreak. She had no idea what to do. We had been friends for so long. We shared so many secrets. I didn't know where I was going to go to tell my newest secrets when I moved.

Daniel, he was trying to contain himself. I loved that about him. Always tried to act strong for such a sax player.

Jolyn and I had been through everything. The fights and drama of high school but I think those days when we were kids and roller skating in her house is what kept us together.

Farrin, she wasn't as bad as the rest of them considering the fact we were going to see each other a lot with her going to Berkley and all.

But Blake, he was extremely depressed, I mean sure I was in band and he was into football, but still it was those band camp day that ran into football camp that we made things the way they were today. I mean that day we met and all. It just wouldn't be the same. We were going to try and make a [very long distance relationship work.

I promised that they all could come and stay with me over summer break. Of course Farrin was staying there all summer but the rest had to go back because they all had camp.