The house was empty, my parents were shopping some where out of town. I was sitting in the living at the big white grand piano my father brought round the time I was born. He was a great piano player so he taught me everything I know. When I was young I'd sit here for hours, just playing whatever notes came to mind. I haven't really had the time to play for a past 3 years. As I sat at the piano admiring all the photo's my mom had carefully placed on the walls only one song had rushed into my head. As I started to play, I looked around the living room before I quietly began to sing.

'A drop in the ocean, a change in the weather.

I was praying that you and me, might end up together.

It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert.

But I'm holding you closer than most,

cause you are my heaven.'

The sound of my front door bell stopped me from singing and playing. I quickly rose to my feet and went to answer the door.

"Can I help you?" I asked the boy standing before me.

"I never forgot how much of an amazing singer you are." He said ignoring my tone of voice. I couldn't help but blush at how natural that compliment rolled off his tongue. I looked back at him to see a small smile spread across his face. The same smile that could once knock the wind out of me.

"I wanted to make sure you were okay." Paul spoke bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Well I am" I said awkwardly trying to keep the remainder of my wall that has blocked him out for all this time.

"I know you don't like this, but could we please talk?" He begged, those big eyes looking at me as if I had just ran over his dog and he was asking me to bring it back to life. I tried to look away, but every time I did, I felt drawn to him. All it took was one look, then I found myself saying,

"Meet me at first beach tomorrow afternoon." I couldn't believe I had just said that. I quickly shut the door, and slid back down against it. What was I getting myself into? This is only going to result in me getting hurt, it always does. I got back up and made my way up the stairs into my bedroom. I picked up my phone after hearing it beep twice.

'Can I come over?' It was from Jake. I sighed before texting back.

'Jake I'm really sorry about what I said, I know you didn't mean anything either. It's fine, we're fine. Don't worry about it'

'I shouldnt have lost my temper at u.' I could tell he was feeling awful

'I shouldn't have either. Changing the subject, I'm going to first beach with Paul tomorrow?'

'Really? Thts awesome Vanna.' I smiled, knowing he would be doing back flips right now at the image of Paul and I getting back together. I was writing a response as I heard the front door shut and my mom calling my name. I threw my phone on the bed as I made my way down the stairs into the kitchen seeing my mom with a bright smile on her face.

"How was your day sweetie?" My dad asked putting both hands while kissing the top of my head

"It was good, how was yours?"

"Well, we just went out and brought something we have always wanted!" Mom said clapping her hands in excitement. "A beach house in California! Savannah it is amazing, much bigger then this house. It has four bedrooms five bathrooms, the beach is literally the backyard. You don't need to cross a beach or anything. You are going to love it" She added with a smile.

"Wait" I said confused. "We're moving to California?"

"Well, your mom and I are going to go in a few months, and you're going to stay with your brother until you graduate. Then you can come and go to college there." Dad said.

"You are going to love it Savannah" My mom said giving me a hug.

"Wait so your gonna move to California in like 9 months?" Jake asked utterly confused to why I would go.

"Well yeah, my parents are going to go in like 2 months. Sell the house and I'll stay with Emily and Sam until I graduate then I'll go and do college in California"

"I thought you didn't even want to go to college." Jacob stated.

"Well that's before I knew how amazing California is, and the house is only a 20 minute drive from campus, so I can live with my parents in. The house is huge Jake, you'd love it." I was beginning to love the idea of moving to California, my dad says there are a lot of opportunities for me to expand my musical career if I wanted to. It seemed like such a good place to live.

"What about our plan? Once we were finished with high school we were gonna go on a massive road trip. Just me and you for a couple of months?" He asked with a worried expression on his face.

"Well i'll go when we're finished the trip."

"Then what about us finding a place to live together?"

"Do you not want me to go?" I asked confused to why he was acting this way

"I want you to stay." He mumbled quietly. I walked over to him slowly, I gently ran my fingers through his short black hair before I pulled him into a hug. He berried his head in my shoulder and I rubbed his back promising that I'd think about what I was going to do and that I hadn't made any decisions yet. I pulled away and looked at the time.

"I better go, I'll call you later on tonight." I said with a smile before exiting his house, and beginning my walk to first beach.