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Chapter 2
"What?" I said softer this time, not wanting to believe my ears.
" We're moving to Florida" my dad said" There's a company there that offers me almost three times as much as my salary here. We can have a bigger house with bigger rooms, and you can shop more and go to a better school. You can try to practice swimming in the ocean. We already booked the airplane tickets. We're leaving on this Saturday so you can have time to pack and say good bye to your friends" He said with a smile.
"But I don't want to move. It thought we were done moving 7 years ago. You guys don't get it. I like it here."
" That's what you said every time before we move, but you always make new friend. I bet you won't have to classes either. I never really like this place. It's too cold, so warm and humid Florida will be a good change." my mom said with a smile.
I ran to my room before the first tear came. I throw myself on my bed and let the tear flow. They still don't get it. This place have a lot memmories, like last year when we ran out of candies on Haloween because my mom refused to buy, Phillip and I hid in the treehouse to scare kids away. Or the time we tried to plant peppers, watermellon, and bunch of other seeds in the backyard, but instead something like wild grape vines came up and we definitely did not plant any grape seed. I smiled at the memories.
Something vibrate in my pocket. I fished out my phone and look.WOW. Phillip text me like 10 messages. I didn't notice when I went into shock.
YOU'RE GOING OUT WITH NICK
Sorry, i'm just happy for you:)
I knew my advice would do the magic
Zoey are you there
Text me back
What's wrong
Zoey
Zoey what happened
Then my phone ring and Taylor Swift's Love story began to play. I press the green button and put it to my ear. It was Phillip
"What's wrong. Why didn't you text me? Why are you crying?" He threw a bunch question at me in a worried tone. I didn't realized that I was still sobing. I blew my nose and force myself to stop enough to talk.
"I'm sorry. It just( hiccup) I have to move to Florida"
Pause...silence
" I'm coming over" I heard a door being shut and Phillip hanging up. About 5 minutes later, Phillip was standing on my balcony, taping my window. He always come in this at night. I opened it and hug him. We stood there like that, me ruining his shirt with my tears and him hugging me, stroking my hair and murmuring soothing words.
After what seem like forever, he walked to my bed and lay me down( no, nothing happens they're just friends. Sorry to those who hoped they were more)I cried myself to a restless sleep in his arms.
When I woke up, I slip into the bathroom, trying hard to not waking up Phillip. I look at myself in the mirror. It's a wonder no matter what I do with my hair, it always turn back into a straight, shiny, black layer. I don't wear makeup so no stain or smudge. I have really dark brown eyes, but now instead of the white part they were red. My long eyelashes frame my eyes covering part I took a shower and got ready. When I got out, Phillip was awake.
" Do you want to talk about it?" He asks carefully, afraid that he might trigger the waterworks.
" Sure"
"When are you leaving?"
" This Friday"
"Four more days. What about Nick?"
I was confused. Nick? Then I remembered. It seem like forever since I talk to him, a past life. What about him? He was so happy yesterday. I can't break his heart.
" I'll ask him if it's OK to turn the date into a partyat my house. We'll invite all my friends." Notice how I said 'we' which mean Phillip will have to help me clean up and 'my friends' because Phillip have too many friends. I wait for him to use the bathroom and change then we both went downstair.
My parents aren't suprised that Phillip is here and they didn't see him came over. In fact, they probably expected him to be here after what happenned yesterday. We ate breakfast and Phillip drove me to school in his sleek black car. I don't know a lot about cars, but all I know about his his car is it's black, and it looks expensive and fast. I forgot to mention that Phillip's rich. When I moved here from Baltimore, Maryland, we were neighbors. His dad and my dad work for the same salary, but my dad stayed where he was and Phillip's dad was promoted every year.
Phillip was parking at school by the time I was done daydreaming. Time to tell everyone the sad news.
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