Idiot's Guide To Falling In Love [Completed]✔

Chapter 15

Christmas was a bomb. My mom and I spent the whole day in our pajamas watching Christmas movies and eating popcorn and chocolate.

In the beginning I was sad that we'd spend our Christmas just the two of us, but then Logan called. We got to meet Julia, his girlfriend, and we talked about his plans for the new year. Then mom had to deliver the bad news. She'd been fired.

At first he was mad but when she explained to him about the chance of her getting a job in Florida he calmed down.

I didn't really think through it. I was happy that my mom had the chance to start over with a new job, new state, new home. But what didn't occur to me at the time was that we'd have to move. A fresh start sounded great, but not at the moment. Not with everything that was happening.

Mom and I finished the night opening presents. She gave me a new phone case and stuffed animal. I gave her the new phone my dad and I had planned on giving to her before the divorce.

By the end of the night I'd completely forgotten about any kind of sadness and worry I had inside of me. Because even if I was with just my mom, I wasn't alone. Not even close.

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Two days before New Year's Eve Logan came back home with his girlfriend. Logan had never been one to have girlfriends when he was in high school so my parents made a big deal out of it.

At first we decided to do a campfire at the beach, all of us. My parents were willing to stand each other for the sake of their daughter in law.

I had been nothing but exited until my mom once again delivered news.

"You remember what I told you right? About the job in Florida?" I nodded. "Well, I have a job interview. I have to be there by January 2nd. I leave tomorrow." All the feelings I'd lost in Christmas came back. "Wait, so you won't be here for New Years? What about our campfire with Logan and Julia?" She put her hand on my arm. "I know honey, but this is important. We have an opportunity here. If I get the job we can start again, we can leave this place!" Tears started falling down my cheeks. I whispered, "But I don't want to leave." I made her let go of my arm and shut myself in my room. Once again, everything ruined.

Hours later I woke up to my mom giving me my phone back. I had a new text from my dad saying I'm sorry your mom won't be able to make it. I won't be able either. You're grandma is getting worse. I think I might be here for a while. I'm sorry.

My grandmother had Alzheimer. My dad usually went there from time to time to take care of her, usually taking turns between his siblings to go see her. But if he was there for so long that meant that she was more likely really bad. I texted back: I hope she gets well. Keep me updated, please.

I decided it was time to come clean with my friends. Partly, at least. I told them about my parents' divorce and how my mom was leaving town. I didn't exactly tell them that my mom wouldn't be home because she was at a job interview but they didn't really care. We just decided to do a good old fashioned sleepover after watching the fireworks.

We would stay over at Ashley's house since her parents were the only ones okay with having eight crazy teenagers sleeping over.

On December 30th I was ready. I was ready to be with my friends and recover all the time we'd lost with all the drama and fights going on between and around us.

The next day all was set. We all arrived and did what any teenager would do. We stuffed our faces with food until we couldn't anymore.

Everything was fun and games until Tamara said, "Don't kill me," She started. John frowned. "Just that sentence and you already made me mad." Tami rolled her eyes while the rest of us laughed. "I have to leave early." We all groaned. Then Kasey said, "Are you serious? We all made the effort to be here for Emma and you're leaving early?" Tamara sighed.