Summer's pov:
I can't believe that she would say something like that, and even worse, what I said in return. But, if that's what she believed all along, why couldn't she just tell me? I thought I had a friend, but apparently not. I ran away from Marcy and went to the moving van. I helped my dad move the couch in and got in the van. Dad called mom over and the three of us set out to California. I didn't even so much as glance at Marcy as we pulled away. But, when I turned to see her she was gone. I guess memoving to California wasn't that big of a deal to her. I guess she doesn't care. Well be at her do I in California I will make all new friends and forget about her. Hopefully.
Author's Note:
Hey guys sorry I haven't really been writing as much but feel free to comment and vote! Thank you so much for reading and I hope that some of you guys tell me what you like and dislike. If something in this story you think can be tweaked please tell me in the comments or in a private message. I will credit you either way. Thanks,
Chocolatechipcarer
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Teen FictionThis book is about a girl named Summer who never had many friends, but when she moves to California from her home town in Florida she is worried that might never change.
