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

Chapter 43

I felt bad about not updating for a long while and how crappy the last chapter was so I decided to publish another one =D
Hope this is better, and I'll try to update again soon. <- don't quote me on that just in case...
I sat on my bed with my suitcase in front of me as Izzy went through my closet and picked out my clothes for my trip with Kyle to L.A. So far she's done well, heaps of jeans, bands shirts and a few batman things here and there.

"You are going to look booty-full," she said in a silly tone of voice as she threw my red flannel shirt at me. "All because of you!" I said as I folded the shirt and put it in my suitcase.

"Okay, you go get your hair straightener and makeup while I... Pack everything else!" She said, clearly trying to hide whatever it was that she was planning.

"Okay..." I said in a suspicious tone of voice as I walked into my bathroom. While I was packing up my things to take with me, I heard a drawer open and her shuffling around. I swear if she's doing what I think she is.

"Izzy! Put the skirts and lacy underwear back!" I yelled through the door as I wrapped the cord around my hair straightener.

"Aww come on!" She yelled back, disappointed. I heard the drawer close again and the sound of her collapsing on my bed. I picked up my makeup bag and left the bathroom to see her giving me puppy dog eyes from my bed.

"Why must you insist on trying to get me to wear that stuff around a bunch of boys?" I said, checking my suitcase to make sure that my boy legs were still there.

"Not just any boys, Johnnie Guilbert and Kyle David Hall! One of which you have already made out with plenty of times! I'm just trying to spice up your trip! Cmon, pleeeaaaasee!" She whined. She's just like Mike in so many ways, it's really quite scary.

"Fine, only if it'll get you to stop trying to swap my underwear while I'm not looking," I finally agreed after staring at her puppy dog eyes for far too long.

"Yay!" She pulled out at least half of the underwear already in my suitcase and replaced them with a handful of... Well... Strings....

"I don't even own any of these! Don't tell me that you bought these just for the purpose of trying to make my life 'interesting'." I said, giving her a weird look. "What are friends for, right?" She smiled ripping a price tag off of one of them that she must've missed.

"You are so strange..." I said, placing my makeup and hair straightener in my bag. "But that's why you love me," she said, draping her arms over my shoulders. "Yea, I guess you're right," I laughed along with her as she zipped up my suitcase.

"So when are you leaving again?" She asked, rocking back and forth on my bed.

"Kyle said that him and his mum would be here to pick me up tomorrow at around lunch time, so, sorry to say, but I won't be at school tomorrow... Or for the next two weeks..." I said as I twirled a strand of hair around my finger.

"Aww, but I'll be so lonely!" She whined sarcastically. "I is sowwy!" I said in a babyish tone and we both began laughing.

"Movie time?" She asked, checking the time on her phone. "Yas," I said, grabbing the pile of movies on my bedside table and following her downstairs to the living room.

As it turns out, my grandparents have ignored me for a week straight and I haven't seen my mum at all in that time either. The lawn looks like a mess and the only dishes being cleaned are my own. I guess they think I'm going to 'pull my socks up and earn my keep here' as they had put it the first time that they ever gave me my chore list.

Now that I think about it, no one actually knows that I'm leaving. I guess I'll put a note on the door telling them that I'm at Izzy's house when I leave. Her mum is pretty cool and has agreed to tell my mum that that's where I am if she asked. The perks of having an amazballs friend with a cool mum.

Izzy put in the movie 'The Ring' and sat down on the couch next to me. This is gonna be awesome.

Kyle's POV

I was relaxing on my bed looking up at the ceiling while smiling like an idiot. Amanda and I are leaving for L.A. today. My bag is already packed and Johnnie has sent me about five texts asking me when we're leaving. I can only imagine how bad it is for Amanda.

I checked the time on my phone and, noticing that we had to leave soon, grabbed my stuff and lugged it downstairs.

"Kyle! Put your stuff in the car, we're leaving in a minute!" I heard my mum call from the kitchen. "Yea mum, I'll see you outside!" I yelled back, pulling my bag through the front door and towards the car. This is so exciting, I can barely wait. After my stuff was in the trunk, I saw my mum come out of the house and lock the door behind her. Don't worry mum, I didn't want to quickly grab my peace tea or anything...