I couldn't sleep I still had to tell Troy.
I went downstairs. I had been moving ever since my dad died when I was three.
"How can I keep starting over?" I asked the air.
I went outside and replayed in my mind everything that had happened ever since I came to East High
"I'm sorry, Gabby."
I was surprised to see my mom standing behind me.
"I'm going to miss it alright."
"I got the moving date earlier."
"When is it?"
"Next Friday."
I froze.
"I have plans that day!"
"I'm sorry, but we're moving back to New York so we have to move earlier. You'll have to cancel or reschedule."
"But, Mom, I was going out with Troy!"
"I wish I could do something about it."
I went to y room and fell asleep crying. I woke up the next day with a slight fever and a headache. I fell back asleep and woke up to find Troy sitting on the chair next to my bed.
"Hey, Gabby, how are you feeling?"
"Horrible. Listen I have to tell you something."
"Okay, you've got my attention."
"I can't go out with you Friday."
"Why?"
"I'm moving back to New York. So can we change our plans?"
"Moving. Wow. Uh…I think so. I'll check." He paused. "How can you be moving NOW?"
"I don't know, but it'll be just like all the other times I moved."
Troy's cell phone rang.
"Yeah. Okay, I'll be right there. I have to go my dad wants me."
"Goodbye, Troy."
"Goodbye."
I always seem to be saying "goodbye".