"Can you pass me my blue shirt please?" I say as I put my skinny jeans into the box.
"Yea, sure honey." My mom throws my shirt to me.
"I don't know if I could do this, mom." I say as I sit on my bed, and look down at my lap.
"Do what?" She says as she puts my jacket down an sits beside me.
"You know, move in with Jazz..." I say.
"Aww, honey, you've been pleading me, and now you're not so sure?" She says as she rubs my back gently.
"You know what? Forget this.." I say as I stand up and grab my jacket.
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"Everythings ready?"
"Yup.."
"Alright kiddo." My dad says as he hugs me.
"Dad, Im not a kid anymore." I say. I put my huddy up. It's getting cold outside and I don't want to get sick.
"Yea, I know...…..kiddo.." I lightly punch him.
"But I'll miss you." He says.
"I'm not moving away forever, I'll still visit you guys, and you guys could visit me." I say.
"Well still... I'll miss you." He says.
"I'll miss you too dad." I say. Mom comes walking towards us with my brother and sister.
"Arie!" My Sam yells and jumps up to hug me.
"Oh! Hahha what are you doing? Do you wanna break my back?" I say as I lean my face back to look at him.
"No.." He looks down. Aw that little kid always trying to be cute. Well it doesn't work with me. I put him down and look at my mom.
"Good luck with them." I say.
"Hey! I heard that." My Cierra says. I stick out my tounge at her as she does what I do.
"Come here." I say. She walks up to me and I get down on my knees to hug her.
"Arie, I'll miss you soo much." She says her voice cracking at the end.
"Ill miss you too Cierra." I kiss her forehead.
"Not," I add. Sood I get smacked on the back of my head.
Ouch.
I turn to see Cierra looking at me like I killed her little puppy. Well I tried not to laugh.
"Arie come on everything is ready." My dad says.
"Ok! I'm coming!" I shout back.
I turn to my mom.
"Ill see you soon mom." She nods and pulls me into a tight hug.
"Tell Jasmine were coming to the funeral." I nod.
"Alright. I love you."
"I love you too. Be safe." I kiss her and go to climb into the car.
"Alright all ready?" My dad asks.
"Yup." And the engine roars to life.
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We Made Wrong Choices
Teen Fiction"Why do you think he did it?" I mumble into her shirt. "Because, Hunter is full of suprises. When you find out what he did, we won't have time for your reaction because he is already either on to something else or has done another thing, but much mo...
