A/N: WAHHH I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING THE LAST FEW DAYS! D: Thanks to the people who reviewed! And now...CHAPTER 4! Haha:) Hope you guys like this chapter!

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"I'm moving to Japan in two days."

~~~~~~~~Mikayla's POV~~~~~~~~

Ashley's eyes widened and started to fill up with tears.

"What do you mean you're moving to Japan in two days?" I could hear Ashley's voice cracking; she was about to cry. I didn't know how to respond to her question. How on Earth could I answer her question, if I didn't even know the reason why?

"Well, remember when we were at the chocolate shop, and we were decorating them?" I thought this was the easiest way to tell her. There was nothing else I could say.

"Yes." Ashley's tears were rolling down her face.

"I saw three pieces of paper hanging out of my dad's jacket, and I walked over to his jacket and took out the three pieces of paper. They were three plane tickets to Japan." Ashley ran over to me, gave me a hug, and started crying. I couldn't help but hug her back. I started to cry too. I didn't want to move to Japan! I mean sure, Haruhi lived in Japan, but she has probably moved on with her life. To be honest, Haruhi has sort of drifted away from us. Ever since she moved back to Japan, it was just Ashley and I. Now that I am moving to Japan, we will all be separated.

~~~~~~~~Ashley's POV~~~~~~~~

I started crying and ran over to Mikayla. I gave her a hug, and I noticed she hugged me back and started crying. I didn't want her to go away. We are best friends. First Haruhi, now Mikayla. However, there was nothing I could do. If her parents knew FOR SURE that they were going to move to Japan, I couldn't just convince them to let her stay. What kind of friend would I be if I started to protest against her parents? A bad one. I pulled myself out of the hug, and I started to wipe my hand across my face, covered with tears.

"It's okay." I was trying to calm her down. Mikayla's eyes suddenly widened, a shocked expression on her face.

"NO! IT'S NOT OKA-" She started yelling and shaking her head. Tears flying out of her eyes. I cupped her head in my hands and looked her in the eyes. I started speaking to her before she could finish yelling.

"Yes, it's okay, Mikayla. Look, if your parents are moving to Japan, then there is nothing we can do. You will have to go with them. We can still keep in contact. I will call you every single day. I will NEVER forget about you, Mikayla. I have other friends. Remember Josh, Kate, Linda, and Mark? I can talk to them. But, no matter what they do, no one will EVER replace you. Just like they always say, 'When you love someone, you have got to set them free'." When I was done talking to her, she closed her eyes and hugged me again.

"No one will ever replace you, either Ashley. Thank you. For everything. I will miss you so much." Mikayla's eyes started to tear up again.

"Hey, you're not leaving yet! Now, you are going to your house, and I will go to mine. I'm gonna ask my parents if I can come over tomorrow and help you pack, okay?" I tried to get her hopes up. "We are going to spend the whole day together. So, please stop crying." I tried smiling. She wiped away her tears and smiled faintly.

"Okay. Don't worry." Then Mikayla and I parted ways.

~~~~~~~~Mikayla's POV~~~~~~~~

I was walking home, after a long conversation with Ashley. Now that we got things cleared up between us, I was ready to confront my parents. I looked down at my watch. It was 6:35 PM. How did time go by so fast? Oh my gosh, it's 6:35. My dad must be home already. I was still really mad, so they better get ready for me to yell at them. I saw my house, and my heart started beating faster and faster. Well, here goes nothing.

I opened the door with my key and slammed it shut. I sat on a black couch in the living room, with my arms crossed. Our house wasn't that big. Since I don't have any brothers or sisters, we didn't need the extra rooms.

"That must be her. Well, we better go down and talk to her about this." I could hear my mom say to my dad. I was tapping my foot, with a wretched look on my face. They better be ready for this.

"Mikayla?" My dad had the most innocent look on his face, same as my mom.

"What is it now, don't tell me that after living a few years in Japan, we are going to move to Italy next and travel all over the world."

"Mikayla Lucinda Johnson! Don't you dare talk to your father like that!" My mom was screaming at me, and she was mad. Whenever she says my whole name while screaming, she is serious. After she yelled at me, my eyes started to water. My dad didn't even look at me. He was either very disappointed in me, or he was too embarrassed to look me in the eyes for all the pain he caused.

"Well I'm sorry, but what else is there to say? How could you guys do this to me? Why couldn't you just tell me?" I felt my voice crack as I was asking those questions. I don't know why, but after my mom yelled at me, she tried to comfort me.

"We are so sorry, honey." My mom said, leaning her head on my shoulder and rubbing my arm. After a few of her trying to comfort me, I stood up with my arms crossed.

"I'll be up in my room, waiting for a perfectly good explanation on why you didn't tell me about this." I marched my way upstairs, stomping on each step. I didn't hear them say anything after that. I loudly shut the door of my room, turned on my iPod, and started listening to music. Luckily, my favorite song came on, "1, 2, 3, 4," by the Plain White T's. I lied on my bed, my arms underneath my head. Suddenly, all these questions ran through my mind. How long have they known this? Why would they keep it a secret from me? If I didn't find out earlier, when would they have told me? But there was only one question that just didn't make any sense to me. Why? Why did we have to move to Japan in the first place? I tried to focus on something else, but just as I was about to, I heard a knock on my door.

"Mikayla, may I come in?" I heard my dad say on the other side of my bedroom door. By the time I heard his voice, I turned off my iPod and stood up to open the door. As soon as my dad and I sat on my bed, I crossed my arms and gave him a frustrated look.

"I have to talk to you about this." My dad in the most delicate voice.

"No, really?" Uh-oh. I didn't mean to say that. I guess I was so mad that it slipped out. Right after I said it, my dad's expression changed from 'please forgive me' to 'don't talk to me like that, young lady'.

"I'm sorry dad, I didn't mean to say that. I'm just so mad right now!"

"I know why you're so mad. Look, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about this ear-"

"I don't want just an apology. I want answers, dad. Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" I had so many questions, but I didn't want to overflow him, so I just asked him one question at a time.

"Actually, your mother and I found out about this yesterday, and we were going to tell you today." It sounded like a reasonable explanation.

"So, if you found out yesterday, why didn't you tell me then?"

"Yesterday, Mr. Taylor gave you a B on your paper, remember? You were already so mad, I decided it was better to tell you today." That's right, I was so depressed yesterday, that I didn't even eat lunch or dinner. Wow, I can't believe I took this too far. I guess they didn't tell me anything because they didn't want me to feel even worse. But, there was still the most important question unasked.

"Right, I remember. I still have a very important question."

"Sure, what is it?" For some reason, it seemed like he was happy now.

"Why are we moving to Japan on Monday anyways?"

"My boss has a friend in Japan, and their famous chocolatier has passed away last week. He didn't know whether to choose me, or Mr. Brown. So he sent one of my samples and one of Mr. Brown's samples. He tasted them both, and he like my sample better. So he gave me a job offer and I accepted it."

"But that doesn't make sense. Why did you accept the offer?"

"Mikayla, he offered me twice the money I make now. You know how tight we are with money. I had to take the offer for the family." Oh my gosh. I can't believe I acted like such a spoiled brat. If I knew the whole story behind this, I would have acted so much differently. I couldn't help but burst into tears and embrace my dad.

"I'm so sorry dad. I didn't know that, daddy. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me." He hugged me back and whispered, "I forgive you as long as you forgive me."

"I forgive you daddy." He wiped the tears from my eyes and kissed my forehead.

"Now go apologize to your mother." I nodded and ran downstairs as fast as I could. I saw my mom watching TV, as usual. I ran over to her and gave her a bear hug.

"I'm so sorry for the way I acted, mom." She looked down at me. She had an excited look on her face.

"It's okay, darling." She pulled away from the hug and kept on watching TV.

"Oh! Mom, before I forget, Ashley said that she was going to ask her parents if she can come tomorrow to help me pack. Is that okay?"

"Sure honey! I think that's a great idea!" She had a beaming smile on her face. I turned around to see my dad walking down the stairs.

"So Ashley is coming tomorrow?" My dad asked us.

"Yes, she is going to help Mikayla pack for Japan." My mom answered before I could.

"Great! Then tomorrow, we will all pack for Japan! Will you look at the time, 7:57 PM. Mikayla, you better call Ashley right now and tell her that she can come over tomorrow any time she wants!" My dad seemed very hyper now.

"Uhh sure, dad. I will go do that. Bye. I will come back in a few hours to say goodnight." I said as I was walking up the stairs. I'm so glad that my parents and I untangled this whole mess. I opened the door to my room and took my phone out of my bag. I called Ashley. She didn't pick up until I called her for a second time.

"HI MIKAYLA!" I could hear Ashley's voice booming through the phone speakers. It hurt my ears so bad, I thought they were bleeding.

"Hi Ashley..."

"My parents said I can come tomorrow!" Gosh, Ashley sounded really hyper.

"Awesome! At what time can you come?"

"Hmm is 1:30 PM a good time?" I had to think about that.

"Sure! Well I have to go. Bye Ashley."

"Bye!"

And with that, I shut the phone and took a nap. I know, a nap at 8:10 PM sounds delusional. I was really tired from all the arguments earlier this day. By the time I woke up, I looked at my watch, and it said 10:19 PM. Since I had nothing else to do, I started reading a book my aunt gave me on the first day of school. I didn't have time to read it, so I decided to start on it today. It's called, "The Patron Saint of Butterflies" by Cecilia Galante. It seemed interesting. I read the book until 11:03 PM. It was a couple minutes after my bedtime, so I went downstairs; no one was there. I decided to go to my parents' room just to find them asleep already. They must have been as tired as I was. I went to the bathroom to take off my contacts and brush my teeth. After that, I opened the door to my room, and collapsed on my bed, not even bothering to put my book back in the bookshelf. I shut my eyes and fell asleep.

Whooo! That must have been the longest chapter I've typed! Well, this is only chapter 4... -_-' Again, sorry I haven't updated the last few days. Oh! I do not own "1, 2, 3, 4" by the Plain White T's or "Patron Saint of Butterflies" by Cecilia Galante. I hope you guys liked this chapter! See you next time!

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