Forgotten

Chapter One

Chapter One

*Last day of school*

"Karley, it's time to get up. Today is the last day of school.", my mother said. "I'm up, I'm up.", I said while getting out of bed. "Come down when your ready, I'm making waffles.", my mom said while leaving the room. I walk to my closet and pull out high waisted white shorts, a purple lace tank top, and black sandals. I put on mascara and eyeliner, and some foundation and I pull my hair into a side braid. When I look somewhat presentable, I tromp down the stairs. "Good morning mom!", I say while grabbing my plate of waffles. "Good morning honey.", she says. We eat breakfast and pretty soon it's time to leave for the last day of school. I call goodbye to my mother and start the walk to school. I arrive at school and am greeted by my best friend, Michaela. We have every class together, but today is like a free day. We head to first period, and we talk through it all. We go throughout the day, and pretty soon it's time to go home. I hug Michaela goodbye, and tell her I'll be over later. She waves me off and I walk back home. I push through the door, and my mom is sitting at the table. "Karley, I need to speak to you.", my mother says as I walk past her. I turn around and sit down across from her. "Karley, as you know, my job is very important, and it's all we love on since your father passed. I need to keep it. You understand that right?", she starts. I nod. "Well, I've been transferred. Were moving to England.", she continues. "What?", I ask in disbelief. "Can't you say you don't want to be transferred?", I say. "I'm sorry, we need this. We leave tomorrow. I'm really sorry, but you'll love it there.", my mother says trying to assure me. "I don't want to go, I love it here, and I won't fit in, I won't make any friends.", I say. "Of course you will, and it'll be easier, since your living on campus. You'll be attending a boarding school. "Whatever.", I sigh as I race up the stairs. I burst into my room and notice everything is packed up. I want nothing more than to plop on my bed and sleep. Then I remember, I promised Michaela I'd be over. Only now I have to say goodbye.