Y/n's POV
I run up and hug my older brother!
"Dani! I can't believe you're going to LA for a while."
Dani smiles, but doesn't say anything.
I run up to my room and I cry to myself.
Dani is my best friend.
"You can't leave me." I said to nothing.
Well, I thought nothing.
"Its okay sweetie." Mom said.
I immediately stop crying.
"You don't understand Mom." I said, almost yelling.
Mom looked startled, but she smiled.
"Don't you have Harley?" Mom asked.
"Mom, she turned into a good girl snob, you know I don't like to hang out with good girl snobs." I said.
"Or good boys." she muttered.
"MOM!" I yelled.
She giggled.
I turned red.
"Just because I've never had a boyfriend, doesn't mean I don't have a crush on someone! I'm pretty sure he's a good boy too." I said.
"Oh, have you met this boy?"
I stare into her eyes. She got me.
"That's what I thought." she smiled.
Mom pulls out her phone and starts texting.... Dani.
"Dani is in the other room, why aren't you getting up to talk to him?" I ask.
"So you can't eavesdrop."
I roll my eyes, "Jeez, thanks Mom."
"Hey Mom, can I talk to y/n please?" Daniel asks.
Mom smiles and walks out of the room as if she knew it was gonna happen.
"Y/n, I'm excited to say that you're moving with me!" he said.
"Dani, don't joke with me, you know what I'll do." He flinches. And I smile.
"I swear I'm not joking." he said.
My jaw drops.
"I'm so excited, I have a lot of stuff to do, uh uh." I said, speaking quicker by the word.
"Y/n, you know that boy you like?" Dani asks.
"I don't really care about him now!!! I'm moving with you!" I said.
Dani puts his hands up trying to find a way to to get my attention, but my mind was filled with excitement!
Goodbye Vancouver, hello Los Angeles!
Here is a picture of Bean for you, careful, you might get attacked!
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