A/N My grammar sucks

I turned back and face Will. I feel like I have to solve this problem. What have I done? I asked myself for the third time that day.

"Will?" I said. "Why does Jennifer hate me?"

"Huh? What? How can Jennifer hate you? I hate her," Will replied.

"No, it's not that. She told me I'll pay for what I've done."

Will laughed. "Forget about it, ok. It's what she's always like, blaming innocent people when she's guilty. Just forget it."

"Ok," I answered. After that, I forgot about the whole thing completely. I don't know that's the biggest mistake I've made in my whole life.

Everything else went on normally for the whole week. The news that I'm Will's new girlfriend seems to have spread over the whole school. I realized I'm starting to get famous. People know me wherever I go and I heard people whispering my name and then smiled at me whenever I pass by. I spent recess time with Anne, who is now my best friend other than Nancy, and Will, who is now known as my boyfriend. Well, at least everything went on normally for those two weeks until the third week, something happened. Or should I say, something nice and exciting happened.

After Will's football practice and my track-team practice (I've managed to get in to the school track-team), Will asked me a question that would change my life forever.

"Er…Elle? How's your family doing?" he asked.

"Fine. Why?" I asked with a confused look on my face.

"Just asking," he replied.

I stared at him and saw that he was worrying about something.

"What is it, Will. You can tell me anything, you know," I asked with concern.

"I know, but it's just that- it's hard to tell. I don't know where to begin."

"Begin anywhere you like."

"Well, I- I erm… I need a place to stay, for- for half a year."

"Half a year?!" I exclaimed. "What happened, Will? Don't you already have a proper home to live in?"

"My parents just…just divorced. I don't know what to do. I chose to live with my dad although I prefer living with my mum. But my mum's moving to Canada. And if I move with her to Canada, then- then I'll never see you again," his voice trailed off.

"Oh." I said. "So, you don't like staying with your dad and you're moving out for half a year?"

"Actually, it's not that. My dad's leaving too, but not forever. He's going to Chicago because of his girlfriend and to settle some business. And he can't take me with him. But he said I'm not allowed to stay at home alone in case I burnt the house down. So, he's going to send me to Jennifer's place even though he knows that we split up. And if I can't find anywhere else to stay, then I guess I'll have to go to Jennifer's."

"So…you mean you want to stay at my place?" I said, failing to hide the excitement in my voice.

He looked at me for a second, then nodded.

"Sure," I smiled. "When you coming?"

"Right now."

We walked to Will's house to collect his clothes and CDs then we walked to my house hand in hand, chatting non-stop to each other. Will kept worrying that my parents would not let him stay. "They will, don't worry," I reassured him.

"Oh, God. Jen will be mad at me now," Will said suddenly.

"Why? What have you done this time?" I asked.

"I told her I am going to stay at her place in case you said 'no'. But now…"

"Then, what you going to do about it? She won't go that mad. I mean, you guys split up, right?"

"You have no idea what Jen would do when she's really mad," Will told me.

"Oh, don't worry. Everything's going to be fine."

I just have no idea how wrong I was and how right Will is.

My mum opened the door a few seconds after I pressed the doorbell. She stared at Will for a moment, then she turned to me. I nodded at her but that only made her more confused. "Come in," she said, uncertain. I carried some of Will's bags and led him into the house. "Mum, this is Will, the one that I've been talking to you about." At that, Will interrupted. "You talked about me?" he asked, making me blush. "Erm…he's sort of homeless, so can he stay here?" I continued. Mum stared at me like I had gone nuts. When she finally recovered, she asked, "For how long?" "Half a year," I answered. Mum's eyes nearly popped out and before she could stop herself, she exclaimed, "Half a year?! But- but that's- You mean free of charge?" I glared at mum warningly. "I don't mean to charge you money but that's too long," mum said quickly. "Why you homeless anyway?" she asked. "Family problem," I answered before Will can explain. Mum looked at me questioningly. "Well, if there's nothing else, then let's show Will his room," I said dragging Will upstairs.

Just then, the kitchen door opened and my dad came in. he looked at me and Will for a second and said, "Is that who you're talking about?" I nodded. "That boy's coming to stay here for half a month," my mum said. Before my dad could answer, I said, "Family problem." and dragged Will upstairs.