Jealousy Is So Overrated

"Lyssa, can you please go help get the rest of the boxes out the truck?" My mom says as she puts the black bag full of clothes on the floor.

"Yeah sure why not." I said pretending to be enthusiastic about it.

"Sweety, I know your not thrilled about moving but we had no choice. One his house is way bigger and two his house is way bigger." She said to me holding my shoulders while giving me full eye contact.

"I can careless about moving, it's just that I won't see my friends anymore. But it's whatever, if this makes you happy then I guess I'm happy too." I looked at her while forcing a smile on my face.

" Alright just go get your stuff out the truck and start unpacking okay? Then you have the rest of the day off."