YouTube Presents... (A Kyle David Hall fanfic)

Chapter 36

I'm pretty sure that the next chapter will be the last. This is a really short and shitty chapter too, so I'm super sorry about that.
Amanda's POV

After being scolded for almost an hour straight by Mike, she finally forgave me for forgiving Kyle and we moved on to something else, like, I dunno, HOW THE HELL DOES SHE KNOW JORDAN AND WHY DIDNT SHE TELL ME?!

Jordan Sweeto was my inspiration to start YouTube in the first place. I've been practically in love with this boy for who know how long.

"Why did you never tell me about this shiz woman!?" I yelled, gesturing to Mike and Jordan who were sitting on the couch in front of me, all three of us still in our fuzzy pyjama pants. "You were at warped tour! And I wasn't just gonna text you being all like, 'hey bitch, you know that guy that you've been obsessing over for ages now? Yea, we're friends now! Happy for me? Yay'" she said in a stupid tone of voice. Jordan laughed at the mention of me obsessing over him.

"I am not obsessed!" I defended. Heh, if she thinks that's an obsession then she should let me talk about Batman more often. "What ever you say 'all mighty MandyBear!'" I crossed my arms and puffed out my chest like a child.

"Don't make fun of my t-shirts." Jordan snickered at my childishness and ruffled my hair. "But you're a cute little MandyBear!"

-time skip a couple weeks-

"Amanda, have you packed everything?" My mum was taking shaky breaths as she tried to calm herself down. "Yeah. I'm coming." I yelled down the stairs as I dragged my suitcase out of my room. These past few weeks have been... Interesting to say the least.

Jordan and Mike have been getting, well, closer, leaving her with no time for me anymore. We haven't spoken in a few days now and that almost never happens. Other than that, about a day after I went home from Mike and Jordan's 'cheer up plan', my dad was in a car crash, a truck skidded in the rain and hit his car.

Me and Kyle have been talking a lot lately, and we've actually gotten closer then were at warped. I've been keeping him updated about my dad's condition, and he's been comforting me. He's kinda the only one I can turn to now, with Mike obsessed with her own relationship with Jordan and no other people who like me at my school, I kinda have no other option. But yesterday, I had to send him the worst text in the world. I could barely even type the required letters on my phone because I was shaking so much.

To Kylie: We just got a call from the hospital, it turns out that my dad didn't make it through... I have to move to America now because we don't have enough money to keep living here and we're gonna live with my grandparents. Maybe I'll see you around?

Sometimes I have to re-read that message, just to let it sink in that he's really gone. I pulled a bag over my shoulders and brought my last suitcase down the stairs while my mum called a cab. I dropped my bags off at the front yard along with all of our other things and went back to my mum. Her hair was brushed and a single hairpin held one side out of her face, her caramel curls in tighter ringlets then usual. Her eyes looked downcast and sad. Surprisingly, her drinking hadn't gotten worse since dad died, I think she just never had the energy to pour another glass.

"Are you gonna be okay mum?" She was still going through her funeral faze, wearing a black dress that I think she stole off of me. It went down to her knees and she was wearing black flats and black tights with fishnet gloves pulled up to her elbows. Definitely still going through her funeral faze. If she looked just a tad younger, then you'd probably mistake her for my best friend or something.

"I'm fine Amanda, the tardis is here, get your things."

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After probably the longest flight I've ever been on, plus another taxi all the way to my grandparents house, it was around 11 at night and we were finally here. "C'mon, hurry up." My mum ushered me as she dragged two suitcases up to the door. "Coming!" I yawned half way through and grabbed my bags, thanking the taxi driver and following my mum.

After my grandparents greeted us, we set up our beds and I went to sleep almost immediately. I don't want to spend more time with them then I need to. That and, I need rest because I'll be enrolling in a new school tomorrow.