I hope you like the first chapter. I won't be updating for a while cause I'll be at my friends house. Sorry
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I sat in my backyard waiting for my mother to call me inside because the Bolton's were here. But I wasn't in the mood to see them tonight. I felt sick to my stomach and I didn't know why.
"Gabriella! They're here. Come on inside," she said. I stood up and started towards the back yard. When I walked into the house I was greeted with a hug from my best friend Troy.
"Hey, you okay," He asked. I smiled and nodded. There was something about him that always made me smile. Maybe it was just because we had grown up together but maybe it wasn't.
"Yeah I'm fine, just not feeling the best. You want to go to my room," I asked. He nodded looking at our parents who were already sitting in the family room chatting away. We ran up the stairs and into my room when we got there we both jumped on the bed laughing.
"I can't believe that you still have that picture up there," He said pointing to the picture of the two of us on my ceiling.
"I'll never take that picture down. Besides it looks good up there," I said looking at it.
"Yeah sure, it goes well with all of the nothing up there." We both laughed.
That day was so much fun; our parents had taken us to the park when we were four. We had each gotten an ice cream cone. Sadly the ice cream ended up on our faces instead.
Troy and I were sitting down when he told me that boys were better so I pushed my ice cream in his face. When we were both covered my mom grabbed her camera and took a picture.
"Kids, come down here. We have something to tell you!" We looked at each other. This did not sound good and yes we could tell. There was something in my mom's voice.
"What do you think it is?" He asked me. I shrugged and pulled him off the bed. "You must have some idea, has your mom been acting strange?"
"Not really, what about your parents?"
"Troy! Gabriella! Get down here," Jack yelled. We looked at each other and ran down the stairs.
"What's up," I asked sitting down on the couch across from our parents. Troy came and sat next to me. Lucy was sitting down holding Cody, Troy's little brother who was only a year old. "Mom." She still didn't answer.
"Parents, say something," Troy said. I hit him on the arm. "What was that for?"
"You don't say that to our parents." Just as I said that they laughed at us.
"We have a reason for calling you down here," My mom said. I looked at her and noticed that she had some tear stains on her cheeks and so did Lucy, Troy's mom.
"And?" I asked cautiously.
"Well, you see both families might," Lucy started.
"Will have to." Jack said. My mom nodded for him to finish. "Move," He finished. I sat there in shock and looked over at Troy.
"What?" He stood up and started pacing. "Why do we have to move? It's not fair!" He ran up the stairs leaving me there.
"Gabriella," My mom said. "Are you okay," She asked.
"Why do we have to move I mean I grew up here? I love it here."
"I was transferred. We're moving to Florida and the Bolton's have to take care of Troy's Grandmother, in Montana." My mom said.
"I'm going to think about this," I said getting up and walking up the stairs.
Troy wasn't in my room or any of the other rooms upstairs so I pulled the ladder down from the ceiling to go to the attic. I climbed up and found him sitting hear the window that looks over the backyard.
"You okay," I asked crawling over to him. He shook his head. "You can talk about it. I'm not happy either."
"I just don't get it. Why do we both have to move at the same time?" I told him why each of us were moving. "They never told me about her," He said.
"They probably weren't sure. How long do you think we have," I asked laying down and putting my head in his lap.
"No idea. You think we could refuse to move from one spot?" I laughed at his idea.
"You could try but your dad could pick us both us easily. One at a time though. I don't think we can get out of this." I said sadly.
"But we're going to be on other sides of the country" He said. I nodded. "I'm going to miss you," He said.
"Me too. They're probably looking for us," I said. We never told anyone but we grabbed extra blankets and took them up here. We snuck up here one night and my mom didn't know where we were so she went crazy when she saw us in my room a little while later.
"Good." I rolled my eyes.
"I think I know where they are," Troy's mom said.
"I think they found us," I whispered. I sat up and looked at him. He was eating some type of chips that we hid up here. He pulled me up by the hands and led me over to a bunch of boxes. We climbed over and under them until we were sure we were hidden.
All three parents climbed the ladder and looked around for their kids. "They were here," my mom said pointing to the chips and blankets.
"This is probably where they go when we can't find them," Jack said. We looked at each other. There was no point in hiding it now that we were moving.
"They're here. Troy! Come out and I'll make fudge brownies and you can play as much basketball as you want." Troy started twitching listening to his mom.
"Don't do it Troy," I said holding him back.
"But," He started. I shook my head. He nodded and plugged his ears.
"You can lick the spoon," She added. The whole ear plugging thing wasn't working. He started twitching again. "And the bowl." He leaned back on a box trying not to run out.
The box on top of that pile fell hitting the box on the other pile causing a loud noise attracting our parents. I closed my eyes not daring to look up until I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"Hi mom," I said. I looked over at Troy who still had his ears plugged. I crawled over and took his hands out of his ears.
"Hey guys!" Our parents shook their heads and motioned for us to come downstairs. We sighed and followed.
"You know you can't just hide." We nodded.
"We better be going. I'll talk to you later Maria." The two moms hugged as we stood there on the steps sadly. "Come on Troy." He followed looking back at me. Once they were out of sight my mom came up and hugged me.
"Come on, we have to pack, we're leaving in a week." She pulled me into the garage where a pile of un made boxes sat. "You want to make the boxes for me?" I shrugged and got to work.
The whole week was spent packing. I was usually over at Troy's helping him pack and just hanging out. My room was done within the first couple of days and so was the whole upstairs.
"Need help," I asked walking into Troy's room. We only had one day left before we left. It wasn't close to being done. I think he was going slowly on purpose.
"Nah," He said lying on the bed.
"You know you have to pack sometime right?" I asked lying next to him.
"No." I laughed and started packing his things for him. "What are you doing?"
"I'm packing. We're leaving tomorrow. I know you hate the idea but if you don't pack all this stuff is going to be left here," I said. "You want to help?"
"Fine," He groaned out. I tossed him a box and told him to start with his clothes.
"Don't just throw them in," I said. "Just hang them up." I took some of the clothes off the bottom of the box and hung them up on the metal bar in the box.
We finished his room by that night and we all went out to dinner one last time. That night I laid in my bed looking at the picture for the last time. I climbed up and grabbed it off my ceiling setting it in a box making sure it wouldn't be hurt. I'll hang it up in the next house.
We packed up the last of our stuff and grabbed a cab to the airport the next morning. There we met the Bolton's who were flying out at around the same time from the same airlines.
"Hey," I said holding the purse I had gotten to hold some of the smaller stuff that I would want on the plane.
"Hi." That was all we said as we walking through security and towards the gates which were conveniently located right next to each other. We sat on one side of the two gates as our parents sat on the other.
"I'll miss you," I said chocking back tears.
"Me too. You'll always be my best friend," He said. I leaned over and hugged him. When I pulled back and looked at him he had tears in his eyes too.
We both leaned in. I knew where this was going but I wasn't sure what was going to happen. Our lips touched and it was disgusting like I thought it would be. The lady called out Troy's flight so we pulled back and looked at each other.
"Come on Troy," Lucy said. Troy and I walked over there. I watched him follow his parents onto the plane not bothering to wipe the tears flowing down my face. We walking to the window and watched the plane take off.
There goes my best friend.
Five Years Later
I walked down the halls waiting for my best friend to meet me at my locker so we could go home. I had moved once more after I moved when I was 13, now I'm 17 almost 18. My mom is always reminding me about this friend that I had.
"Hey," Taylor said. We walked out to my car and drove to my house.
"Hey, what's up with Chad," I asked. Chad was Taylor's boyfriend of a year.
"He was just having some trouble. His mom wanted him to cut his hair." We both laughed.
"Mom, we're home!" she came out of the kitchen smiling at us. Something had happened today and it was making her very very happy. "What happened?" I asked.
"Nothing. But we are going on a trip to Utah for winter break so start packing," She said.
"What happened to staying home for a nice Christmas?" She shrugged and walked into the next room.
It was a little rushed but please tell me what you thought by reviewing.
Amanda!