Time Away

Chapter 1

Okay, so this is my first time really attempting to write an exceptionally good book. Please, excuse the mistakes, and emjoy. Love, Brooke.
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My dad attempts at getting me up around eleven, and it's the summer. I know that he thinks I'm just being lazy, but for real, come one. Can I not get a full eight hours of sleep after staying up until four this morning? Yeah, I know, I can't even get any damn sleep in this house.

"Brandi, come on, it's time to get up."

"Just. Go. Away" My voice sounds very muffled, speaking with my face buried in a pillow can do that.

"You're mom is downstairs." I lift up my head and can feel my features sag.

"What is she doing here."

My mom left my dad over four years ago, when I was thirteen, for another man. I haven't felt close to her ever since she left, considering the fact that she comes to see me once every two months. She recently got a new job so she could start paying off all of the bills she had to start paying herself once she left my dad. My dad owns 16 different Chick-Fil-A locations in Kansas. I have to admit, I'm pretty spoiled, and take advantadge of my dad's status.

"Her and I have been, well, wanting to talk to your about something..."

"Oh god." I say under my breath.

My dad looks at me and sighs before walking out of my room. I shove my house shoes onto my feet and walk downstairs. When I'm in the living room, my mom's sitting on the couch, and my dad in his recliner. My mom adjusts the jacket she has on before looking up at me coming down the stairs. I pause when I reach the ground floor, but my mom impatiently motions for me to sit next to her on the couch.

"Honey, we want to talk to you about a decision your father and I recently made."

"What is it." I honestly just want to get this over with so I can go back upstairs and check my phone.

"Well," my dad begins, "Chick-Fil-A offered me a job as, basically, the CEO of all the locations they have in the UK." My jaw drops, I don't know if this means I'm moving to England, or if I'm moving in with my mom.

"Are me and dad moving to England?" I look at my mom, and ask.

"Honey, you see, that's what we wanted to talk to you about..."

"Do I have to live with Gramma, or aunt Heather?"

"No baby, I wouldn't force that upon anyone."

My dad leans up out of his recliner and grabs a paper off the table beside him. He extends his arm to hand it to my mother, who hands it to me. It's a brochure, on the cover it says Hollis Academy. It also has pictures of a campus on a beach. Under that, it says San Diego, California.

"What's this?" I'm panicking inside, I don't know what the hell is going on.

"That's where we're sending you when school starts." My dad says while looking down at his feet.

"Dad, school starts in two days!"

"Brandi, don't you think we know that." My mom looks at me with a disapproving look on her face.

"Shut up mom, just tell me what the hell is going on."

"Brandi! Language!" She spits at me.

"Oh god, what's going on! Dad, why can't I go with you?!"

"Your mother and I though it would be best, if you stayed here in the states." I can tell that it pains him to say these words to me. I never thought I would ever have my dad leave me.

I look at them in exasperation, I can't believe that this is their solution. Sending me off to some boarding school in effing California. I turn to look at my dad.

"When am I leaving?"

"Tomorrow, and we're taking you to the airport at about 8:30 in the morning."

"What am I supposed to do today then?"

"Say goodbye to your friends, I guess."

"I gotta go." I rush the words.

"Where? Nevermind, it doesn't matter. Just be home by five. Okay?"

"Okay mom."

I rush into my room, I run a brush through my hair and apply a small amont of makeup before changing. I decide to just wear some black skinny jeans, a white V-Neck, and some converse. On my way out the door, I grab my wallet, keys, and phone. On my way down the stairs, I'm sending out a group text to all of my close friends. I tell them to meet me at the diner in town, and that it's really, really important. With that, I'm walking out the front door, and getting into my red jeep sitting in the driveway. I put in gear and pull out of the drive, heading for the diner.

When I pull in, I see Summer's tiny sedan, and Jackie's pickup. I guess everyone carpooled, because no one else is here yet. I get out and walk into the diner, and once I do, I see everyone sitting at a table in the far right corner. As soon as I sit down, I'm bombarded with questions from the five people sitting at our table.

"Bee, what's going on?" Summer asks.

"Is something wrong?" Matthew asks.

"Can we do something?" Jake asks.

"Hey guys, please, just be quiet." I'm trying to hold in tears. The thought of leaving them, just breaks my heart.

"Brands, what's going on?" Jackie asks.

"My parents are sending me to California."

"What the hell?!" Blaine yells, loud enough for the cook to look at us through his little window.

"My dad's going to the UK, and my mom doesn't want me, and, and..." I already feel tears streaming down my face."

"Bee, take it slower, we can't understand you." Summer says quietly.

"My dad was offered a job, in the UK, and my they want to send me off to a boarding school in San Diego." I speak with blurred vision.

"Aw, Brands, come here." Blaine says pulling me into a hug. He smells like aeropostale body spray, and french fries.

"I just want to stay here." I say through sobs.

"We know, we know." I manage to get two big dark circles on his shirt from my mascara. I honestly don't want him to see me like this, so I pull away, and dab around my eyes with a napkin. We stay there, just talking, for around two hours. We talk about everything, and me, Summer, and Jackie cry.

"What time does your flight leave tomorrow?" Jake asks.

"It leaves at ten, but we're leaving at eight thirty."

"I'll be at the airport tomorrow, before you leave." I look at Blaine, surprised at what he said. Everyone goes around the table saying "Me too." and it just makes more tears spill down my cheeks.

"Thanks guys, it means a lot to me."

"No probelm, we love you girl!" Jackie yells.

They all giver hugs to me before they leave, and tell ms that they'll see me at the airport tomorrow. I just cry, and leave the diner in a hurry. When I look at my phone, it's almost 4:30. I turn the key, and am heading home to pack, or whatever I need to do.

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