"I know Amanda. This totally sucks" I said as i began to pack my favorite red and white suitcase again..
"I can't believe your moving!" Amanda replied over the phone
This is the fourth time in 4 years I've moved and now my parents are forcing me to move to Boston.
Ugh..i can't wait untill next year when i turn 18 and can move out..I'm so sick of being dragged around like some rag doll.. I have feelings too!
"Casey, Honey! Dinners ready!" My mom called from downstairs.
"Ugh Amanda, I gotta go.."
"Your coming tonight right?" Amanda Asked
"Like i can get away from my probation officers!"
"OH come one Casey! It's the final bash of the year! You have to come!" Amanda threatened in my ear. Dont get me wrong Amanda's a great friend..One of the few I can actually call friend....But when she wanted something done she made sure it got done...
"Done make me drag you out of that house."
"haha ok ok..I'll try..But if i die while trying to get out of this house, I'm blaming you" I laughed over the phone.
"Good. I'll see ya later"
*click*
"Casey!!! Are you still on the phone? Your dinners getting cold.." My mom yelled once again..
"I'm coming." I yelled over my shoulder..
I slamed the suitcase closed and slowly went down stairs..
Like any military moving family, the house had been cleaned, and everything was pack. Ready for the move tomorrow..
"Hey mom... Can I go over to Amanda's tonight? I asked, hopeing shehadn't found out about the party.
"Sure.. but only if you promise not to go to that party tonight."
"But mom!"
"no but's..Thats final Casey..I don't want you there and your not going..."
"but I-"
"No"
"can't I-"
"NO"
"But mom ple-"
"No! and if you ask again I'm letting Toby ride shotgun all the way to Boston.." She said.
The dog looked up from the floor.. with a happy look on his face....
"Fine! I see how it is..You would let your poor only daughter leave all her friends without the chance of being able to say goodbye...Without the chance to let them know how much she is going to miss them!?" I was trying to bemanipulative but from the look my mother was giving me...I knew I hadn't succeded...
I whipped out my phone and sent a quick msg to Amanda.
"Parental units have me on lock down....take drastic measures!"
I hit the send button and flipped my phone closed,finished what little dinner was left and started the long walk back up the steps to my now empty bedroom...
Just then, I head the door bell go off..
"I'll get it!" I yelled
But i wasn't fast enough. My mother got to the door before me and with what little hope i had left i wished there was something Amanda could say to pursuade my mother to let me go to that party..
Amanda burst through the door and ran to grab my hand.. As she was dragging me out of the house( litterally because we all knew i had balance issues) my mother caught my other arm.. I was not a living rope and they were playing tug-o-war...
After about 5 min of vigorus pulling and many yelps of pain coming from me, my mother finally won...Crap I was in Hell and I knew it!
Amanda fell backwards out onto my front pourch and a slew of profanities came out of her mouth so fast it sounded like only one word.
My mother, with me still strugling in her arms, wishedAmanda goodnight and said she could come back tommorrow...then slammed the door in her face...
Ugh I was going to hate Boston and I knew it...
Alls Fair in Love and War...(Chpt 1)
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