Death Note Mail Jeevas chapter 3

"Oh, kiss me, beneath the milky twilight
Lead me, out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling,
So kiss me." Your alrarm clock goes off playing New Found Glory; Kiss Me.
You squint your eyes and lift yourself up. As you set yourself up in your bed and walked over to the curtains to open the sun brightned your room up. You looked at your clock and realize it was only 9 am. You searched looked around your room for some clothes but all your stuff were in boxes. Just about everything was in boxes except your night stand alarm, clock, bed, and an outfit or two. If were half asleep so you didn't bother to question why, you just thought to yourslef to ask you parents at breakfeast. You walked sleepily over to your nightstand and hit the off switch button on your alarm clock and grabbed your outfit sitting right next to it and walked over to the bathroom to take an shower.
(An hour later.)
After finally
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[*]taking a shower
[*]blowdrying hair
[*]straighting it
[*]changing
[*]brushing teeth[/list]
and whatever else you do to get ready you heard the doorbell ring. You wakled down stairs and opened the door to see Matt at your doorsteps.
"Come in." you say opening the door leaving an entrance for him to get in.
"Hey." he said walking inside. Your mother was serving breakfeast at the tabel (baccon and waffles.)
While your dad was getting cozy in his chair. You closed the front door and took a seat at the table.
Your mother looked up at Matt, "Are you going to join us?"
"No, no. It's is o-." he was cut off by your mother.
"Nonsence. take a seat."
Matt smiled and took a seat next to you.
As everyone began to talk and eat you pushed your food around on you plate. You wondered why your things had been packaged.
"Mom?"
"what is it?"
"Why are all my things packaged?"
"Well talk about it later."
"Why not now? What are you kicking me out?"
"No, it's not that."
"Then what?" you asked fiercly.
"This is not the the time to discuss this?"
"Why not?!" you shouted.
"It just isn't. We'll talk about it later."
"Why not now!?"
"We'll discuss it later." she said.
"Why are my things packged?"
"Hon-" she was cut off by your father.
"Were moving to Kentucky!" he said.
"KENTUCKY!?" Matt and you both shouted aloud.
You could tell threw Matts' googles his eyes had soften.
"What is in Kentucky for us?"
"Your father got a promotion and is being reloacated there." your mother said rather softly.
"What is wrong with the job he has now?" you asked.
Noone spoke.
"I'm not moving." you stated.
"Oh yes you are." your father said in a rather odd tone.
"No I'm not. I'm 18teen. I'm old enough to think for myself. And make my own descions. And not moving is one of them."
"I think-" your father began to say but you cut him off.
"I'm not moving and you can't make me."
"The house is already sold."
"So." you turned your head towards your mother "Can't I stay with a friend?"
"Who would take you in on such short notice?" your father said acting smug.
You turned your head to Matt and he looked up at you then turnned his head towards your dad.
"She can stay with me. I don't mind. Besides she is over there half the time anyways." Matt said.
Your mom smiled."That's verry kind of you but-" your mother began to say but yet again cut off by your fathers' voice which raised higher than hers.
"Matt has his own life, right Matt?"
"No. Not really. I assure you that it would be alright."
It grew silent for a moment before someone finally spoke.
"Fine, you can move in with him." Your father finally said.
"Yess." you cried aloud
"Craig...." your mother complained to your father.
"She's right. She old enough to make her own descions. Besides she would have to move out sooner or later." he replyed shoving a fork full of waffels in his mouth.
"I guess."
"When are you two leaving?" you asked.
"3 days." your mother sighed out," your still helping us pack though."
"3 days." you thought to yourself breaking off a small piece if your waffle off and putting it in your mouth.
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Gah, 5p.m. already.
I have to pack to get ready to go to my dads.
Bwahhhh!!!! It's his birthday.
I have to make a card and a poem.
Maybe I'll walk to the store and get him something simple.
As soon as I get paid that is.
I need my allowence.

I'm goinng to get ready.
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>.< I sneezed.
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