Exemption. {H.S} *ON HOLD*

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18 years here.

It has been 18 years here; and we are now deciding to move. We live in California, I mean who would want to leave California, besides my mom. It is always so warm here and we have a perfect view of the water from our lake house. You can always smell that refreshing smell of salt water when you get up. I love it and it so hard for me to understand why we have to move to England just so my mom can work. Why can't she just get a job here? Is it really that difficult? I guess it is. The one thing that i really hate is that it is my last year a California Public High School, I won't be able to go to prom with my boyfriend anymore. It's not going to happen. I won't be able to graduate with my friends. All because of my stupid mom and her stupid work. But i try to push my negative thoughts away.

"Elizabeth! Dinner is ready, you need to eat soon so we can leave tomorrow early in the morning!" My mom said extremely nicely. She has been very nice lately and I think it's because we are moving; no matter how nice she is I will always be upset with her for making me move with her, like i am 18 i can live on my own, i do have a good paying job and i have a car. So I don't see why there would be such a big problem there. I push my thought out of my head and get out of bed; that i have been in all day. I walk over to my rather huge walk in closet, i slip on my tight black skinny jeans, and white crop top, that fits me nicely. I then walk over to my big bathroom and brush my long brown hair. It actually looks really shiny today; and i don't know why considering i didn't have a shower tonight, but i plan to after dinner and tomorrow morning. I finally respond to my mom with an 'okay mom I'll be down soon'

When i get down stairs i could smell the smell of lasagna. Lasagna has always been my favourite food with a glass of milk. Then I look over to see my perfect mother. She is wearing a pair of black dress pants and a purple blouse with a golden nexlace that actually looks good on her tanned skin. Her perfeclty curled dark brown hair flows just untill her rib cage, my mother has always had long hair and she has never died it and there is still no greys. She always tells me that she wants to cut it off to her sholder eventually and donate it to people who need wigs because they have lost their hair due to cancer. Now i really know that she is trying to be nice; she only makes this on special occasions. When i sit down at the table there is an awkward silence that i hate. I really wish we didn't have to do this because i hate being mad at my mom, considering she is the only thing i have left in my life. My grandparents all died in a giant car crash on the way to my house, for my 14th birthday. Then as a child my dad raped me as i grew up; I never did anything because I knew that he would win the fight, there would be consequences and I was just too young to be able to do anything about it. I mean i was only around 10-13 years old while it happened. Then one day my mom finally found a tape that he was hiding under his bed; of his touching me inappropriately while i was screaming for him to stop, he was such a sick man, who would do that to their little girl? Well obvisally my dad you idiot. My mind told me. So when she watched it she went to the police station with it and he was arrested for rape. So now I am left with my mom and my boyfriend; his name is Tyler.

"Are you listening?" My mom interrupted my thoughts, I always do this; i always get side tracked with my own thought and mute everyone else around me which at some times is something I love to do.

"Um, no sorry mom i was just thinking." I replied with a quiet sigh. My thought always do get the best of me. My mom was looking at me with a quiestening eye, and an eye brown rose but i chose to ignore it.

"Well you better get to bed soon honey we have a big day tomorrow, so i will get you up around 6 tomorrow so you can get ready for the plane ride to Holmes Chapel, Cheshire, England!" She said with excitement in her voice that almost annoyed me a little bit. I just rolled my eyes and took my tie to make my way up to my room. I told myself that I would go through some of the photo that we have of in this house after my shower. After I went into my bathroom and turned on the shower to almost as hot as it would go i stepped in. I have always loved it nice and steamy, I find that it relaxes me. I scrub my head with my strawberry scented shampoo and condionter a couple of times i hoped out and wrapped my fluffy white towel around my body and headed back into my room and out on my black shorts and a tank top.

As I'm getting out I hear my phone ringing from my bedroom and rush over to it. It keeps ringing with "Tyler<333" on it. I choose to answer it considering it was my last day day here and i wont be able to talk to him tomorrow,Tyler and I have been dating for 2 years now and i love him so much. But i think it is going to be very hard to keep this relationship going if we are 1000's of miles apart. Well if you really loves him you would not be questioning your relationship and just love him no matter what. My minds tells me which is right. Although he loves me he has been acting really weird and suspicious for the past 3 months and i still don't know why yet, but I'm sure its for a good reason. I bet nothing good is going to come out of it and you are going to end up regretting him in the end. I try to push my negative thoughts back as i pick up the phone and press answer.

"Hi baby." Tyler says with a shaky voice i can almost see him frowning over the phone. He has never been nervous to talk to me?

"Hi sweety, is everything okay?" There was a couple seconds of silence before he responded.

"Um y-yea, everything is fine just a little upset that you a-are leaving me tomorrow." He stuttered, but i guess now i know why his voice was so shaky when he first said hi, i mean his girlfriend of 2 years is just packing everything up and moving away. It must be just as hard for him as it is me.

"Oh, yea. I just want you to know that we can make this work and we will still love another through it all, when collage come around in a year or so i will be back in California with you ready to start, its only a year we can get through it, i promise." I said with my eyes getting blurry, from the tears that were starting to form in my eyes, i let out a little sniffle and took my hand and wiped my face to get rid of the tears. It took him just over a minute to respond to what i had just said.

"Awe baby, please don't cry, i know we can get through this. We can call another everyday and Skype, it will only be a little different we just wont be able to hug another, and i promise that on Christmas break i will come to see you for a weak or you can come here, either one as long as i get to see you." He said, he sounded scared again but i decided not to make him say anything because i fight before i leave for 1 year and only seeing him a couple times is not something that i want to do before i leave.

"Ok, yea I'm just upset over everything its a lot to take in. But we can do this." I said with now a calm voice. I trust him and myself not to do anything stupid enough to ruin this relationship.

"Yes we can, now you should go to bed because you do have to leave early tomorrow, i love you so much baby, good night." He said quickly. Probably because someone is there you idiot. My thought try to get to me.

"Okay I love you too, have a good night and I will call you the day after tomorrow." I told him with a sweet voice, then i heard a couple of beeps and realized that he has just hung up on me. That was pretty odd actually, normally he tells me that he loves me again then i hang up, but he just hung up after he said it and most likely didn't even hear my response. He probably just had something o do or someone was walking u to come get him for something, i always try to make up excuses for him and i never really try to accept what is possible. But still i am going to go with he just had to go.

After that I looked at some of the photos that i had from when everything was perfect; i had my dad, that was not harming me and my grandparents were still alive. I saw a photo from my 9th birthday, my dad and mom were beside me and my grandparents were on either side of their children, we all had the biggest smiles on our faces. Just this brought tears to my eyes realizing that we could have still had that if my dad wasn't so stupid and my grandparents came just a little later so they could have avoided the car that was going way to fast. I have always been one who never cry's in front of people, except my mom and bet friends; Sarah and Aubrey. They are the only ones who i will let see me cry, because i don't want others to get the impression that i am weak, a baby and that they can run my life. Because they can't i am my own person and i know that i am stronger than them.

I wish I could go back to then,it would be so awesome and i am sure i could have done something to prevent the damage that was going to be caused soon after. After looking at about 100 photos with mixed emotions filling me; happiness, hate, sorrow and even a little anger, it being 11:23pm I put all of the photos down i fell asleep with the thought of how my life would turn out to be 1000's of miles away.

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AUTHORS NOTE: okay so this is my first fanfiction! I hope i did okay and i will be hoping to upload a couple of times a week xx! If anyone was wondering i pictured Elizabeth's boyfriend as Gregg Sulkin and her mom as Demi Moore. xx