My mom hate me. That's the only explanation. I mean why would she force me to move if they loved me? Australia is way to far away from California to visit regularly. What about school? What about friends? What about Connor...? He will never forgive me.
You see me and Connor have been best friends since diapers.
"Grayson?!?!" My mother said waving her hand in front of my face.
"When?" I asked with a little anger in my voice.
"A week... Surprise!" She tried with nervousness in her voice.
"A WEEK!!" I yelled. "Mom that is so unfair!!" I protested.
"I'm sorry baby, I should have told you sooner." She said putting her hand on my shoulder.
"No! I'm not going. I can't just drop everything and just leave for Australia!" I protested.
"I'm sorry Gray but you have no choice. We have to go and you have no say!" She said sternly and shaking a finger as if she was scolding a toddler.
"NO! You can't make me!" I yelled backing away towards the stairs.
"DO NOT YELL AT ME YOUNG LADY YOU WILL DO AS TOLD! NOW GO START PACKING!" She yelled and walked into the kitchen.
I ran upstairs as tears threatened to spill and slammed the door as loud as possible.
"UGHH!" I yelled and flopped onto my bed and the tears finally came.
I continued to lie on my bed for about 30 minutes until I herd a knock at my window. I quickly wiped my eyes knowing it was Connor.
I slowly made my way to the window checking my face in the mirror. My eyes were still a little red but the puffiness has gone down.
I pulled back my curtain and unlocked the window smiling at Connor. I unlocked it and pulled it up.
"Hey babe." He said crawling into my room.
"Hey Con." I said and hugged him really tight.
"Ow Gray what's all this about?" He asked.
I instantly let go.
"What I can't hug my best friend?" I lied to him... I wanted to cry but I still managed to smile.
He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and backed me up to my wall. My breath caught in my throat when I hit it. Connor chuckled and I blushed.
We were only inches apart. He slowly brought his lips to mine.
You see me and Connor are kinda like best friends with benefits and we have been since about 7th grade.
I kissed him back allowing him to have take control.
The kiss was just getting heated when there was a knock on my door we quickly jumped apart and Connor went to hide in my closet and I fixed myself before answering the door. It was my twin brother Ashton.
"What do you want?" I asked leaning up against the door annoyed.
"Jeez sis what crawled up your ass?" He asked with a smirk. I rolled my eyes.
"Fine. I was wondering if you've seen my laptop charger, I've looked everywhere." He said glancing into my room.
"No I haven't. Now go." I said and turned and shut the door.
"Love you too..." I heard him grumble through the door and then his footsteps going down the hall.
I walked into the bathroom but didn't see Connor.
"Con?" I whispered and heard shuffling coming from my closet.
I slowly made my way over and peered inside to see Connor trying on a pair of my heels.
I burst into laughter.
"Oh my good Connor!" I laughed and took out my phone and took a picture while he posed.
"How do I look?" He asked throwing one of my scarves around his neck and striking another pose.
I just laughed harder.
His phone went off in his pocket.
"Shit." He cursed.
"I have to go. I'm sorry Gray." He said and I frowned.
He took off the shoes and scarf and walked over to me.
He kissed me passionately and then descended from my window.
God I'm going to miss him.