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had left our class to do our daily meet up. "Oh my gosh, why?" Heather, one of my white frien

it. I'm moving practically across the freaking world. I'm transferring, guys." I choked out. "Oh no

school uniform anymore and I wouldn't have classes with my friends. In

s fine. We're still moving to California." She shrugged, pulling out of my schools p

regular clothes, and finally have someone to talk to. I think you will get along with Hanks

True, it wasn't the biggest but it was a nice glittery pink and kept all my treasures. A wall full of

mell goods, along with a few pieces of jewelry. I unplugged the earbuds from my cellphone and decid

d, I was out of tears and ready to just go. There was no reason for me t

re frames in bubble wrap. "Need help?" I asked, stepping deeper inside her bedroom. "Oh wow. I'm surprised your speaking to me. I thought I ruined your life." She scoffed. "I was just being a brat." I shrugged, laughing a little. "I know. But yes, you

d my mother in their teen years but never in person. My mom never brought him up and changed

was always me and her. We did everything together. Nails, hair, shopping, an

arms felt like jello. I had folded, lifted, carried, lugged, pulled, a

asn't about to break up with me. Yeah, I was moving. But that didn't mean we had to break up. "Is this about me going to California?" I questioned, plopping down on my bed. "Yes. What are we going to do?" He asked, sighing. "Mike, thi

se we didn't go to co-Ed schools. His was all boys and mine was all girls. His school was prepatory and sat on a steep hill across

g up. I had to get back to my mother and make sur

woke and putting her sui

religion capris, a black shredded tank top with a golden moon in the center, and gold platform s

to be about four hours and

steps. "I'm coming." I exclaimed. Picking up my carr

my new