Chapter 9

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Tiffany's POV


"How's Jo's room going?" "She could do with some help" my Mum said

"Sure I'll go help. Hey Mum do you think we could set a small outdoor setting for me to sit on outside?"

"I'm already on it. I found a couch and table that's perfect. Dad picks it up Monday after work"

"I love you. Have I told you that lately?" she laughs

"No but I'm glad you're happy. I really do understand how hard it is. I had to leave all my friends behind too" I never really thought at that and it was true, she did have some best friends.

Woman from high school still actually and I mean who can say that these days. I saw her tear up and I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek "We'll all work through it together okay?" she smiled

"That'd be great. Come on let's get you sisters room done before dark?" I gave her a nod and we walked out and down to Jo's room.


Jo's room took longer than we thought. She was so fussy but eventually we got it right and afterwards she stood back and smiled "Perfect!" I looked at Mum or looked back at me and we just laughed

"Come on. Dad's made us our first meal?" We all walk downstairs and I was amazed, everything was set up and the boxes were all gone.

It looked almost looked like our old house. It was starting to feel like home. We walked into the dining room and there it was KFC and everything for a family meal placed neatly on the table. Jo and I looked at each other before laughing, trust Dad to choose the easy way out but it was nice to sit around the table eating as a family in our new home.


I slept well my first night in my new room. I posted up pictures of my new room and all my friends were so jelly (jealous) it was funny to see the comments they wrote. I replied to them all. Amber and I were already planning her first trip here and when she'll arrive and what we could do, well I really didn't know what we could do which is why we decided to do the tourist thing together. That's if I don't already look around before she gets here in like 10 weeks. 10 weeks and we'll be able to see each other, we were excited and grateful that my parents are allowing her to come. We talked for a while when Amber asked "Who's the guy?" I was confused

"What guy?" who was she talking about, there's no guy

"The one in the picture silly!"

"What, wait?" I jumped up and turned on my laptop and opened the pictures I'd posted just the other day.

I went through them one by one and there on the picture of me looking out to the balcony you could see Rusty working on his bike. I zoomed in and you could see him smirking still. Argh I huffed "So you know him?" I hear on the phone which is still to my ear.

I sighed "Yeah well no, but he introduced himself the other day" there was silence for a while before she screamed in my ear

"SO! Tell me about him?" I jumped realising I'd zoned right out

"Oh yeah, he's name's Rusty Grainger and he's my age"

"And he's like mega hot!" she giggled into the phone

"Yeah, I guess so" I played it cool otherwise Amber would start obsessing over the whole Rusty thing and I really didn't want to go there right now.

"And that's it?"

"Yeah I guess. Look Amber he introduced himself for like 2 minutes so I don't know anything else about him" she could her the annoyance in my voice so she dropped the subject

"So are you excited about going to a new school?" Actually I hadn't really thought about it but I guess the answer was

"Yeah, I won't have my bestie there with me so I don't know how I'll survive" I slumped down on my bed now and Amber responds

"Oh Tiff, you're such a drama queen. Your first day will be awesome, just think how many sexy hot boys who will be drooling over you" we both laughed and I rolled over onto my back

"I guess so" we talked until Amber was kicked off the phone

"Okay Tiff, well just remember to have a great day and just be yourself okay? Love you"

"Love you too and thanks I'll try" with that the phone went dead.

I dropped my phone to the side of me and sighed, closing my eyes and slowly drifting off to sleep.



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