For Better or For Worse(Editing)

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"What you mean we moving?" I ask my mom, while looking back and forth from her to my dad, waiting for her to say she's joking but she as serious as a dog. "butttt.... why????" I whine. "Sweetie, your dad got switch over to work at the office in Florida." She says."Why can't daddy just move and we stay here." I say, rolling my eyes. I know I'm being a brat but I don't really give a fuck anymore. They trying to take me away from my friends, and my school. I've been living in Brooklyn for most of my life, and they expect me to just leave? Un-huh, not gone fly with me. "Sweethart, I know it's going to be tough," My dad begins, "But just like you got use to here, you'll get used to Flordia. It'll be a new beginning... for all of us." I roll my eyes and scoff. "Honey, just give it a chance, it'll be fun." My mom says smiling. Again I roll my eyes"Yea, it'll be like super fun!" I say mocking my mom. Her smile fades away, "That is not funny!" I scoff, "Whatever, I'm done talking to yall." I say getting up from the kitchen table and handing to my room.