Fiona's point of view
Two hours later.
Ring. I answered my phone and got up from the couch.
"Hey."
"Are you back at the house?"
"Um yeah."
"Pack up your room."
"Why?"
"Because i said so."
"Okay." I hung up the phone and ran into my room and took down my posters. I rolled them up then started on my cloths. the box was still on my bed with the shirt was still there I picked it up and dumped it over again. There was a second shirt in it. I unfolded it and it read 'FIONABUSCUS' I the tobuscus font I folded it back up and put it into my suit case.
*2 hours later*
I was done packing all my clothes that surprisingly fit into one suit case. (I don't have a lot of clothes) I place my laptop and its charger on top and put my phone charger on top of that then zipped it up. I put all my poster together with a rubber band then took them out to the living room. A few minutes passed and Toby burst into the house.
"What time is it?" he asked panting.
"Uh." I checked my phone.
"8:45."
"Get in the car right now!" he shouted. I got up off the couch and ran to his car. I got into the passenger side and waited. he came out carrying my posters and pulling my suit case behind him.
He opened the truck and put the stuff in it. He slammed it then ran to his side of the car. he hopped in and turned on the car, not saying a word to me. we just sat there.
Maybe ten minutes later he pulled into a parking lot. He parked the car and got out. he got into the trunk and opened my door.
"Uh thanks Toby."
"Shut the trunk."
"Okay." I walked over to the back of the car and shut the trunk.
"Follow me."
"Okay." we walked a little bit till we came to a door.
I opened the door. I saw Beth.
"You are not doing this to me?!"
"I'm sorry."
"You not sorry." I took my stuff out of his hands.
"Beth I need a room."
"Your old one."
"Thanks." I walked up to my room and sat.
