About an hour later we made it to my parents' house, now you might think since I have two moms that I look NOTHING like them, but really I look exactly like them. It's scary.
"You guys might want to stay out here." I tell them, and walk in. Luckily both of them are home and in the kitchen. I slowly make my way over to them, knowing that this will be the last time i will ever see my loving family is hard, especially since they won't even remember me.
"Oh! Hey we were just talking about you," says mama as she walks over to me and gives me a hug, while mom is just string noodles, "your teacher called he said your grades are going down. Is this because you know who.... doesn't like you back?" she questioned like I was going to explode.
"I don't think so..." I answered looking at the ground.
"Honey, what's wrong?" mom looking very concerned.
"It's nothing." Its just I won't ever see you again...
"Are you sure it's nothing?" they are both looking so concerned dammit.
"Oh fine! I saw... you know who... at Starbucks...with his arm around some girl who doesn't even go to our school!" I don't like lying to them... I feel bad... but I can't tell them the truth.
"OH HONEY!" they both rush over to me and give me a hug. Now this is when it all hits me. I won't ever see them again, they won't even know about me. Dang it here comes the tears.
About an hour later I packed up all my stuff. and. left.
