I woke up at 5:47 a.m. and went to go wash my face, put on my school clothes, and straighten my hair. I didn't have curly, poufy hair like my mom but I wasn't satisfied until my hair was sleek straight with my bangs pulled over to the right side of my face.

I liked what I saw when I looked into the mirror and I smiled. I haven't felt like this in a long time. I also used to take the bus but now I drive my car and drop off my two little sisters at the babysitter's house before I go to school.

Parking my car into the school parking lot I slung my book bag over my shoulder and walked with my head held high. Confidence always helps me out. I went upstairs like I do now every morning and went over to meet my friend Julia.

Let me tell you about Julia. We actually became friends in eighth grade. She sat behind me in Spanish class and let me tell you we had good times in that class. I even received the award for best Spanish speaker when in reality I speak Spanglish. My mom even laughed when I showed her the award. Maybe the teacher felt bad for me or something?

I told her the news and I expected her to be happy for me but no she hugged me and cried onto my shoulder. It went like this the whole day. People were happy for me, yeah but they didn't want me to leave, especially on the last year. I even got weird looks when I told them about the special boy I had met-Jake. Imagine what people would tell you if you told them you were leaving to another state all for one boy. Yeah. I had to deal with that. I knew this was right. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday all passed like that and school was finally over.

People hugged me goodbye and I promised to call each one again one day. I walked over to my car and saw the one boy I had a crush on since forever leaning on my car. He was the one boy I was talking about before; remember Pauly D hair, the boy who loved the girl I hate? Yeah, him.

"Excuse me? Can you get off of my car?"

"So I hear you're leaving Luna."

"Yeah, I am or was but you're blocking my way."

"All for some boy right? I never thought you out of all people would leave for a boy. Is it because you're pregnant?"

"No! I met him in the summer. After 10 months don't you think people would have seen me with a big belly by then?"

"Then what's the real reason?" he said taking a step closer.

"That's none of your business."

"I thought you liked me."

"I used to like you. I learned better now."

"What if I asked you out right now? What if I told you that I always liked you the whole time but was too shy to ask you out?"

"I wouldn't believe you. I have a boyfriend now and I will never leave him for you. You're too late. Good luck with what's her face."

I walked past him and got into my car. Who was he to do that to me? I had cried for him before and I learned the hard way that he wasn't the one for me. Now I didn't feel anything for him.

I got home and immediately started packing. Jake had called me back before but it was at times when I was either in school or when I was sleeping. I would try to call back but he didn't answer. So he doesn't know about me going back yet.

I was to be at the airport by 9:30 the next morning so tonight was a party, well a goodbye party. All my cousins, close friends, and anyone else who likes food and knows me were going to be there. By the end of the night I was exhausted but I was going to wake up and get to Forks, Washington on time, hopefully.