Forget The Boy Next Door!

moving a million yonks.

Harleys POV

as soon as I sit down at my breakfast table, I bang my head off it, yes that's right I bang my head, on purpose!

my mom automatically stops this. then shoves a folded up red kitchen towel underneath, so it wouldn't hurt as much! I mumble a thank you before letting out a huge groan.

" Mom please don't make me move!" I say finally lifting my head up, only to see my mom making my breakfast.

" we're going and that's finial, honey come on be happy for me!" she sighs then looks at me.

I just sit there looking anywhere but at her, knowing I'd cave as soon as I met her deep chocolate swirls called eyes. I stare at the tiny yellow flowers painted on the wall, while the yellow curtains and white background of my kitchen gave a sort of homey feel to it.

" fine!" I say and slam my head back on the table, only realising the cloth was still there, so it didn't have much of an effect.

let me guess your asking why Harley  Clarke is bashing her head of her kitchen table? I'll tell you.

MY MOM IS GETTING MARRIED!!!

cue tiny violin! playing a sad sad song.

but that's not why I'm banging my head, ted is great! I think he's the one for my mom. but I have to move from my California home in Santa Monica! all the way to Mouton high in the middle of Nevada desert!

I groan and stand up! " I'm gonna pack" I say in a sulky kind of voice.

my mom growls!

" honey I swear one more word, and uhm and you won't be getting your new car" she says with a smug grin plastered on her baby pink lips.

' she wouldn't!' I scream to my self!

" fine" I say giving her a mock smile.

packing is a slow torture I'll tell you!

pilling my little amount of clothing fitting practically everything.... and I mean everything I have ever owned in one suitcase.

this is what happens when you move 46 times in 15 years, your whole life fits into 1 stupid pull along bag!

I lay on my bed staring at my ceiling with stupid glow in the dark stickers, I love them!! they make me feel somewhat normal.

" Hun you ready? we gotta go" my mom says from the door, my mom is my exact opposite while she's brunette beauty and bright green eyed.

I'm blonde with deep blue almost midnight night blue eyes, I guess I looked like my dad.

" sure mom, is it cold" I say knowing the weather has been erratic lately with all the storms.

" yes so come on, and be quiet! no one knows we're leaving" my mom people! wakes me up at 3 am to move houses!

I get off my bed and pull on my ugg boots and a hoodie I bought it from China when we moved from england there, that was last year... it was black and had a writing on it saying ' I'm not crazy I'm limited edition' I loved it haha!