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Its 5:00am and Im getting ready to leave.

My flight leaves at 6:00am so I have time.

I got ready and got my gear all ready and near the door.

I called a taxi to come pick me up and now Im waiting.

The taxi arrived and I walked out and hopped in.

"The airport please." I said.

After driving there I walked in and went through all the boring stuff.

I didnt bother eating I just went straight onto the plane.

The plane soon took off and I was ready to make my way home.

There was no pop star sitting next to me this time.

No excitment, just worry.

After a long trip home we finally made it.

I didnt bother staying around, I just ran outside and hopped into a taxi.

They took me home and of corse no one was there.

I paid the guy and ran inside.

I through my stuff into my room.

I walked passed Tommys room and something caught my eye. A suitcase.

I decided to be nosey and I had a look at the name tag.

Becky Martin.

Oh yeah Ive never talked about her. Shes my brothers girlfriend.

They met back in highschool and are head over heels in love with eachother.

She studies up in LA studding, well I dont actually know. I think nurse? I dont know.

Anyway to make things worse for all of us, she pregnent.

Now yes I know, young pregnentcy. But Becky got really sick once and the doctors said she may never be able to have children.

So they started early and sure enough, she got pregnent.

Shes only a couple months due and Im really excited to be an aunty.

Anyway, I raced outside and hopped into my car.

Yes I have a car.

I quickly drove to the hospital and asked the reception lady for Tommy.

"Room 379." She told me.

I thanked her and ran towards his room, but on the way bumped into a familiar face.

"Macey!" Paris yelled as she embraced me into a hug.

"Hey I missed you." I said.

"When did you get here?" She asked.

"Like an hour ago." I said.

I followed her to Tommys room while I told her about my trip.

"Look who I have." She said as we entered the room.

"Macey." My mum and Becky said coming over to hug me.

"Hey Becky, hey mama." I said hugging them.

"How is he?" I asked looking at my brother on the bed.

Cords were leading everywhere, a cast on his leg and cuts and scrapes everywhere.

"Slowly getting better." My mother said.

"And how is my little nephew?" I asked Becky.

"Growing. Hes due in a month." She told me.

"And when is Tommy due to wake up?" I asked.

"Ten months, right after your graduation." Mu mum said.

We sat in his room, talking, laughing, sharing memories.

I told them about my trip. About Sarah and Ben. About Connor and Megan. And it felt good to get everything off my chest.

"And you still love him?" Paris asked.

I nodded my head sheepishly.

"You'll be ok." She said conforting me.

Visiting time was soon finished and everyone went home.

"Good night Mace, you have school in the morning." My mum said kissing my cheek.

Right, school.

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I woke up early, thinking I was still in London. Still with Connor.

To bad it was all a dream.

After I got ready for the day ahead the house was still asleep.

It was 8:00am and I quickly ran to my car.

I drove to Paris's and there she was waiting for me.

"I thought you werent gonna come." She joked.

We drove to school and walked in.

I hadnt realised but it was very much the same as England.

I was walking to my locker when I saw Troy.

"Hey you." I said coming up to him and hugging him.

"Oh my gosh hey." He said hugging me.

We caught up with eachother when he decided to say something.

"Ok so youre my best friend and I need to tell you Im gay." He said.

They funny thing is that I wasnt shocked. I knew for ages.

"And I want you to meetmy boyfriend." He said.

Then out from around the corner came Reid.

"Macey?!" Reid said not believing it was me.

I hugged him tightly then looked at a confused Troy.

"Babe this is that girl I told you about." Reid said.

"Oh my gosh so I dont even need to make you to like eachother." He said smiling.

All of my friends soon caught up to us and we all talked.

After school I would drop Paris off then drive to the hospital.

And this happened everyday.

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