My New Famous Family |Jack & Jack and Brent Rivera|

Chapter 4: Moving?!

The next day I was so glad all the wedding stuff was over. I slept in today. But I was woken up to the sound of people talking. I got up and looked out my window. There was a truck in the street. Wait?! It was a moving truck! I threw on some more "presentable" looking clothes and ran downstairs. There were about five people walking around the living room and half the things that were in there were gone. I saw mom talking to a guy in the kitchen. I walked over to her and the man left. "Mom! What's going on?!" I asked with a hint of anger in my voice. She hesitated. "Honey lets go talk somewhere more....private." She said. I didn't move. "Mom, tell me now." I said with no emotion whatsoever. She sighed. "We're moving."
"What?! What do you mean we're moving?!" I said in disbelief. "David and Jack can't live out here forever!" She protested. "When and where are we going?" I asked. "We're moving to Nebraska in two days." She said. I wanted to start crying. But fortunately, I'm not a cryer. "So you expect me to pick up and move across the country in two days!!" I nearly shouted. "Yes I do. It's not like you can stay in LA. alone." She said calmly. How can she be calm about this?😡 She wasn't even considering that this is where I grew up and spent my whole life. She didn't even tell me about this until today! When was she planning to tell me? "But my life is here! In LA!" I replied. But she clearly wasn't in the mood to argue. "Look, everything is settled. We're moving with David and Jack in their house in Omaha. Now I suggest you go help pack things up..." She said while walking away.

Two days later

I've been unhappily packing for two days now. We didn't need all of our furniture. So mom is gonna rent a storage unit in Nebraska to put all of it in. They've already "shipped" the furniture away. So basically, all that was left in the house was mom, me, and our suitcases. Today was our flight. It was 5:00am now. And our flight was at 5:30am and the airport wasn't too far away.

(Skipped to when we're on the plane)

When we were driving here, I didn't speak. I didn't speak now either. I didn't want the window seat either. You can tell I'm upset if I don't want a window seat. "Sweetie-" mom started but I didn't let her finish. "Mom, please don't 'sweetie' me right now." I say. She looks at me for a second but nods. I could tell she was downcast. But I had the right to be mad at her. She hasn't spent hardly anytime with me for months. And now she was forcing me to move with her. Not to mention we can barley have a conversation without her talking about David. It makes me sick to my stomach. I had to leave all my friends and my whole life behind. I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive her for making me move. And I'm 17! If only I was 18 and able to technically live in my own. But I don't turn 18 until November... Who am I kidding. I wouldn't have survived if I was living on my own. And I still have one more year of high school. So I guess I have no choice. I think I heard mom start to say something. But I got up and left to use the restroom. I honestly didn't want to hear it. I didn't want to be rude. But I was still really mad.

End of flight

When the flight finally ended, I was happy to get off this plane. It was a long flight. But when we got our luggage, sure enough there was David with Jack waiting for us. Mom ran over to them and left me. I walked over to them in no hurry. David hugged me. I barley hugged back. Jack didn't hug me. I'm glad. He seems like a jerk. "Hey.." Is all he said. "Hi..." I replied. I wanted nothing to do with him. And now I had to live with him😒. 'Great...' I thought.

They took us to their house. I saw that the moving trucks had already came. "Welcome home!" Said David excitedly.