Him-(A CubeSMP Story)

Chapter 1

"Bo, C'mon." I groan into my phone. "Its,like, in four weeks. You'll be fine."

"Mandy, that's too long, way to long." Bo sighs. I could tell he was frustrated with me. "Why do you even have to move, my parents offered to let you crash here until next year."

"Because,Bo, my dad is already flying out here, and my mom signed me over to him if anything happened to her,and something did." I sigh remembering the day I got called in the middle of my chem test. The look on the assistants face, the way she said everything. My mom had died.

"Yeah, I know." Bo sighed defeated. "But four weeks?"

"Well you have a game this weekend, I have family stuff next weekend, then your game again..." I sigh glancing at the calender. It was jammed with things from hair appointments to after school activities.

"Ok, just be careful. I wish I was there to say goodbye at least.." Bo was at a tournament for his brother, who was in college and was an amazing soccer player. So was Bo.

"No, no you have to see your brother. I mean this tournament is huge for him. Plus we don't need to say goodbye, I am going to see you soon." I hold back my crying. It was going to be a long time until I saw him again, and the tournament wasn't that big....

"Yeah, ok I gotta go, love you babe...I'll text ya tonight ok?" Bo says, voices in the back round whom I guessed was his family.

"Ya, ok bye. Love you too." I say and wait until he hangs up.

I drop my phone down on my bed and walk out into the hallway. Everything in the house was stripped and removed. My dad would be here any minute to come and take me home, to hs house all the way in Seattle, not L.A.

My phone went off as I sigh, not really wanting to talk to Bo again. I mean I loved him, but it was probably something like how he wants me to come back for a game, or for a party..I answered the phone,

"Hello?" I ask, walking into the living room and sitting on the window seat.

"Mandy?" I heard my fathers voice, and silently cursed at myself. Its not that I don't like my father, but when he leaves you on your fifth birthday, never comes home, sends you boy clothes, marry's a young annoying British wife with an annoying British son, they can get on your nerves.

"Hey dad.." I say trying to remind myself he is taking me in, well he really had no choice but..."Are you here? Did you need the address again?" I ask, slipping my toms on.

"No, Mandy you remember Melissa right?" Melissa. My stepmother. The young girl who acts and models, and stole my fathers heart. Yeah, Melissa. "Well she had a modeling gig this weekend, and had some issues, and needed me to come asap.." My father rambles.

"Oh. So your not coming? Do I get to stay a few more days?" I ask, excitement growing with each word spoken. I would get to see Bo, and get my last Starbucks...

"No, actually Melissa felt bad that you might have to drive all alone into a new state and all, so she had Will-You remember him right? Well him and a couple friends are coming to move your stuff. and take you back home. " My father says, sounding pleased with himself.

"Will? Dad, I can drive myself really.." I say. Will was annoying, and British and annoying, and British. And his friends were probably worse.

"Well, I think they are close by now, just be nice Mandy..." He warns, and once we say our goodbyes, I hang up, just as there is a knock at the door.I quickly look down at one of Bo's old t-shirts, and shorts. My hair was in a high ponytail, but I still looked like shit.

I opened the door, and saw Will. I had only seen him one other time, at my father and Melissa's wedding. He had mocked me at how I was so tan, and he played video games on his phone, while recording the whole wedding. Weirdo.