Goodbye Doesn't Mean Forgetting

Goodbye doesn't mean forgetting: Part 2

I turned to look at her. Was she joking with me? 

"What....?" I asked

"We're, erm, we're moving..."

"Oh I heared that, but where?"

"To Manchester...."

Manchester?!?! She had to be kidding me. That was the other side of the country. It was miles away from here. I would have to move school, make new friends. The worst part was I'd have to leave JJ. How would I tell him?

There was a long, awkward silence between my mum and I.

"Mum.....why?" I asked, the tears stinging my eyes.

"I've got a job transfer sweetheart, If I don't take this now, I'll never get the opportunity again, please be a big girl and try to understand"

"MUM! stop treating me like I'm five years old, you're taking me away from my best friend, how am I supposed to tell him, what am I supposed to do?"

The car pulled up in the drive way. I ran into the house and straight up to my room. Starting to cry, I began to think about what I was going to do. I didn't want to leave here, it was the only place I felt that I belonged.  I slowly got up and changed into my pyjamas. I snuggled down into my bed and picked up the picture of JJ and I that I kept beside my bed. It was a photo of us both when we were younger, playing in the sand. I miss those days. 

There was a knock on the door. Slowly, it opened and my Mum walked in. Siting besides me, she began to stroke my hair.

"I'm sorry...." I started.

"No baby, I'm sorry, I know how much JJ means to you"

"How will I tell....."

"Don't think about that now baby, go to sleep, you need it"

My mum kissed me on the forehead and turned my light off. I snuggled down into my cosy warm bed and began to think about everything. 

It was 7am when I woke up the next morning to the sound of my ringtone which had been set to Barbie Girl by JJ. It was a text from him.

"2 days"  it read.

He was so excited for my birthday, I couldn't tell him before. Here's the plan, I'd wait until after my birthday and then I'd tell him. It couldn't be that bad could it?

2 Days flew by and before I knew it, it was the morning of my birthday. I was woken up by my mum walking into my room with my favorite breakfast. I thanked her, ate it and then ran downstairs. I saw a pile of cards and bags of presents from my family. I opened the biggest present first which was an apple mac laptop from my mum. I screamed. I'd always wanted one of these!. The smell of newness hit me and I could do mothing but smile. I opened everything else, but nothing could beat the laptop. There was one thing missing; JJ.

I went into my room to check my phone, there was no text, no phone call, nothing to say Happy Birthday. Had he not remembered?

My mum rushed into my room.

"Hurry up and get changed, you're not spending your birthday in your Pyjamas, hurry!"

I didn't intend to spend my birthday in my pyjamas but I did what my mum said, I didn't want any arguements today.  I went into the bathroom took a quick shower. Plugging my curlers in, I looked in my wardrobe and picked out my favorite yellow summer dress with a pair of sunglasses and my white sandals. I quickly curled my hair, it didn't take long as my hair was naturally curly. I then went and sat downstairs in the living room. What was the whole rush for, it wasn't like we were doing anything.