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{ A/N Haaaay! ;) This is my first fanfic sooo let me know whatchya think about it! If you have any ideas let me know as well! Sooo.... yeah... Enjoy! (Pic to the side is Bri) ~Halla }

~Bri's POV~

"I think I've finally had enough, I think I maybe think too much, I think this might be it for-"

I felt like my fingers weren't fast enough to turn off the overly loud ringtone I had set the night before.

"So," I drearily thought aloud , " todays the day." I slid out of the bed into the morning air that was extra freezing, due to my inability to close the window last night, and ran to the carpeted hallway trying to escape the icy hardwood floor of my bedroom. Shuffling to the bathroom I glanced one again into the almost empty room that used to be my bedroom. The black with red splatter painted walls were empty other than a few left over tacks and a couple of pieces of tape every here and there. Overall, it just looked sad.

I sighed, stepped into the huge baby blue bathroom and locked the pastel-hued door. In just one day, the rest of my stuff and I would be on our way to London, England. This huge move was a result of my father's failed open heart surgery so, I was on my way to live with my aunt, June Cowell. I know what your thinking, 'Isn't your last name Mann?' ,Which it is, but, I took my moms last name when she passed a couple years ago from lung cancer.

Shaking off the thoughts of the last trouble-ridden 17 years of my life, I turned on the hot water and jumped into the shower. I went through my usual routine of shampoo, condition, etc. and thought maybe singing would help clear my mind.

"Goin' back to the corner where I first saw you,

gunna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gunna move,

got some words on cardboard,

got your picture in my hand,

saying' if you see this boy

can you tell him where I am'"

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

After drying my hair and putting on my minimal makeup; Chapstick and colored eyeliner, I picked out my outfit, changed and brought the rest of the boxes downstairs. I ran back upstairs and grabbed my half of my BFF and I's Batman and Robin friendship necklaces. While I waited for Isaac to show up, I made my self a gourmet breakfast. Well, I toasted some pop tarts.... Then I heard a very persistent knocking at the door. Knowing it would be Issac, I grabbed a box and opened the door.

"Well, hello there beautiful!" My best friend greeted me with a whistle and his well known 'flick-wink-smirk' that usually had girls swooning like crazy. I pulled myself into his huge bear hug. Has he been working out?!

"Hey Isaac!! How goes it? Are you still with Emily?", I began rambling but, before it got too bad, he clapped his hand over my mouth.

"I missed you too, Queso." He winked to punctuate his statement. I attempted to groan at his 'hilarious' nickname I've had since 5th grade and failed epically as his hand was still clamped tightly to my mouth. Knowing he wouldn't let go, I took the opportunity to lick his hand.

"EWWWWWW!!!!!!", He screeched then turned his screaming into fake sobbing ", how could you Bri? I thought we had something special!!"

Deciding to tease him further, I replied with a sarcastic,

"Wait.... Who are you again?",

and sprinted upstairs into the spare rooms old fashioned built-in wardrobe. Perfect. Now he had to search everywhere! I laughed softly to myself and continued imaging Isaac running around the house looking for me when I heard footsteps near the wardrobe. I held my breath as they got closer and closer. Then, the door opened and I was attacked with tickles.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

A tickle fight, a pizza and some Disney movies later, Isaac and I were sitting on the remaining sofa setting up Just Dance on Kinect and scarfing down popcorn. Being the crazy people that we are, we chose 'What Makes You Beautiful' as our first song. Clearing our throats to sing while we dance, we pressed play,

'Your insecure,

Don't know what for,

Your turning heads when you walk through the do-or.

Don't need makeup,

To cover up,

Being the way that you are

Is enough..........'

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

We collapsed onto the couch and love seat;sweaty and exhausted. Isaac was staying the night so he could help me pack the last moving van and say goodbye in the morning.

"I'm gunna go shower so you can have the bathroom in the morning." He stood up, kissed my cheek once and skipped off to the bathroom yelling goodnight. Odd kid.

Yawning , I tiptoed up to my room, changed and hopped into my bed pulling up the cozy comforter. I closed my eyes and began dreaming of London, my new start.

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