Emily's point of view

"Katrina." I said as I saw the brunette. "I'm sorry I couldn't text you, the guys left late and I had to do my homework."

"It's fine I uh, I guess we can do it now." She said and I nodded as we went too sit down at out table. No one else sat here, ever. It was ours.

"What's up?" I asked her and she looked at me. "Why do you seem so sad?"

"I'm moving." She told me and my eyes widened. "My mum got a job transfer down in Sacramento and we're moving over there."

"Do you know how far away that is? It's like five to seven hours away." I told her and she nodded. "When... When do you leave?"

"Manaña."

"Tomorrow?" I gasped and she nodded. "No. Tell me this is a joke. I need you here with me." I told her and she wrapped her arms around me since she was beside me. "Please Kat."

"I wish I was joking." She told me and I looked down at the wooden table. "Are you mad?" She asked and I shook my head.

"No, I'm just a little shocked an upset." I said and she kissed my jaw. "I'm gonna miss you." I told her and looked at her.

"We can still FaceTime and Skype and Kik and stuff. It'll be like... Internet friends, only we have history." She told me and I nodded.

"True." I told her and chuckled. "Ironic, guess what I was thinking last night?" I asked as I intertwined our fingers.

"What?"

"Was gonna ask you to be mine." I told her and she looked at me. "We kiss and flirt and hold hands and stuff but it wasn't like official."

"I'm sorry." She said and I nodded as I leaned my head against hers. "You'll find someone else. After all, you got the band who want to adopt you."

"Woohoo, fake friends." I mumbled and she chuckled lightly. I rubbed her knuckles and then smiled a bit. "At least we have today you know? Do you want to skip?" I asked and she looked at me.

"For reals?"

"Yep." I said and she bit her bottom lip. "I know it's not your thing but after lunch, we have no classes together. I thought maybe you'd want to go spend some time together."

"We're too young to be fucking up our school careers already." She said and I frowned. "How about we hang out after school?"

"I... Luke and Michael were going to come over." I said and she nodded. "Michael said it was important and stuff."

"I see." She said and nodded. Suddenly, a staff member came up to us and asked for Kat. "What did I do? I didn't do it."

"You're leaving early." He said and I frowned. I gave Kat a hug and she hugged me back tightly before standing up.

"Bye Emma."

"Bye Kat."

-

"How was school?" Luke asked as I laid in bed, my pillow pressed against my stomach and my arms wrapped around it.

"Shitty." I answered and I looked at them. "My, whatever she was, left to Sacramento. That was my main bitch guys, she was my partner in crime."

"What do you mean? Isn't she your best friend then? You called her a whatever." Luke said and I chuckled.

"We kiss and hold hands and stuff, so we aren't just best friends. I wanted to make it official but she's moving." I said and they nodded. "It sucks."

"That does, I'm sorry love." Luke said and I shrugged. "It sucks. How long have you guys been a... a whatever?"

"Few months." I answered and they nodded. "Gonna miss her so much." I sighed and Michael chuckled. "What are you laughing at?"

"Melissa is texting me and she said something very rude but funny." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"You talk to that clown?" I asked and he looked at me. "Shit, if her mum was a stylist, you'd think she could at least match her clothes and fix that make-up."

"That's not nice." Luke said and I shrugged. "Come on, she's a sweet girl." He told me and I laughed.

"She's the devil in disguise." I grumbled and Michael chuckled. "What did you have to talk to me about anyways?"

"How would you feel if Calum and Ashton adopted you?" Luke asked and I looked at them. "They've been talking to Miss K about it you know."

"That'd be cool." I said and nodded. "I'd like that. They're cool guys and if you live with them, I don't think it'd be too bad." I said and they nodded.

"We just need to get out background checks and home checked out. Then all the other stuff." Luke told me and I nodded.

"That's more than it sounds like actually." I told him and he nodded. "Wait, I thought you said you're on break? Why are you song writing?"

"It's not for us, it's for our friends and their upcoming albums and stuff." He explained and I nodded.

"Are you a pimp?" I asked Michael and he looked at me. He seemed amused by the question.

"Why?"

"I needed to ask you something okay? You rarely talk and it's bothering me. You're just like... there." I said and he nodded.

"I am not a pimp, that's Calum. Pimp daddy Hood you know." He said and I scoffed. "Don't believe it?"

"No way in hell." I said and Luke chuckled. "Calum doesn't have what it takes to be a pimp."

"He a got money and bitches ready to hop on it, that's all you need." Michael said and I laughed.

"Takes more than that to be a pimp. Money and horny bitches means sugar daddy, not pimp daddy." I said and waved my finger at him. The two laughed and I nodded.

"We're idiots." Luke said and I nodded. Michael pulled his phone out and I rolled my eyes.

"So, do you take dance class or are you like a natual?" Luke asked and I shook my head. "No? You don't do those leaps and spins and wear tutus?"

"Does she look like a ballerina?" Michael asked and Luke looked at me before shaking his head. "It's probably hip-hop. Maybe freestyle."

"Not the whip and nae nae?" Luke asked amused and I grimaced. "You don't like those dance moves then?"

"You insult the culture of dancing when you call... that dancing." I said and the two laugh. "I only do those when someone plays the song. It's apart of the routine I have set up for it." I said and they nodded. "But you're right Michael, it's like free style and stuff."

"You should do it."

"If you will." I told Michael and he grimaced himself. "Mr. Rockstar ready to do the whip?"

"Exactly, I'm a band member. I'm almost twenty, I play guitar, not do the whip and the nae nae." He said and I laughed. "I'm no viner."

"He just can't do it." Luke said and I laughed. "I can-"

"If you do it, I will kick you of the band." Michael said and looked at Luke. "Do it, I dare you."

"Chill man," I said and he rolled his eyes. "Smoke a joint or something. You're so uptight. He was joking, obviously. Besides, you know the band would fail if he wasn't in it."

"You chill." He said smartly. "Me and Luke play around like that all the time. It's how we are." He told me and looked at his phone.

"Playing around means laughing. Luke wasn't laughing." I said and smiled. Luke chuckled and shook his head.

"It's fine, he's right though. We always joke around like that." He told me and I nodded. "Who are you texting?"

"Lindsay. She said that we have to be by her place at nine so we can talk about our schedule and what look we're going for next. Apparently I'm trying to be the 'Billie Joe Armstrong' while you're going for 'Alex Gaskarth'." Michael said and shrugged.

"Oh, he's hot." I said and chuckled. "Alex? Yeah, he's so perfect. He has an amazing voice and he's really attractive and he can play guitar. On top of it all, he's so genuine and it makes me smile."

"You've met him then?" Luke asked and I nodded. "When?"

"It's Los Angeles, you have concerts and signings popping up practically every day. My friend Kat, the one we talked about earlier, she got tickets to a show and we went to a signing. I got an album signed and a picture with him." I said and he nodded.

"I see." He told me. "You know, we know the lads of All Time Low. They're close friends of ours." Luke said and I nodded.

"You should tell Rian and Zack that I love them. They don't get enough recognition." I said and he agreed. "The rhythm section is so important."

"How did you know about All Time Low and not us?" Luke asked and I laughed.

"I knew about you, just didn't bother listening to you. I heard a few songs and I thought they were okay. Then Kat played them too much and I grew irritated of your music and you guys in general." I told him and he nodded.

"I see." He said and Michael chuckled. "Will you get off your phone Clifford?" Luke asked and Michael shook his head.

"I'm good."

"I got this." I said and Luke looked at me. I pulled my phone out and dialed Michael's number since Calum put me in a group chat with them and pointed out who was who.

Michael phone rang and he picked it up, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Hello?"

"Get off your god damn phone and interact with the human kind you asshole." I said and he rolled his eyes as he hung up. I did the same and then put my phone away.

He put his phone away and then gave me the fakest smile ever. "What do you want to talk about? Hot guys and girls? Parties? Drugs? Booze?" He asked. "Ooh! Let's talk about make-up and fashion."

"Oh, you wanna talk make-up and fashion? Okay, let's do it." I said and looked at him. "How about we start on that eyeliner thing you have going on? Or maybe the unnecessary and large amount of iron on patches you have on that denim jacket?"

"Why don't we talk about that red and blue theme you got going on? Or that gold chain around your neck? What? Wanna be MTV's youngest rapper?" He asked me and Luke looked between us.

"Maybe I do because I know I can go farther in a career than you home boy." I said and his eyes widened a bit, a challenging look on his face. "Ooh, but you wanna talk fashion and make-up, so let's go boo boo. You wanna talk appearances."

"Your eyeliner is all smudged and those patches are so bright. Are you trying to call for the Martians? Wanna go home? E.T phone home?" I asked and he rolled his eyes as Luke laughed.

"Yes, you know me so well. I'm trying to go home because you and your rapper wannabe self is hurting my head." He said and I nodded.

"I don't mean to toot my own horn-yes, I do actually, but at least I know how to wear eyeliner." I said and shrugged. "Might wanna use your phone for something worth while, like fixing your make-up. Unless, you're scared of your reflection?"

"Ah, but at least I wasn't scared of the man in the mirror." He said and I gasped and Luke looked between us, clearly very amused by our argument. A smirk made its way on to Michael's face and I glared.

"You think you're funny, but you'll be damned when you hear that I just wanted to look like you. I failed obviously because no one could look like... that." I said and motioned to him.

"Cause I'm hot."

"I'd agree but I'm not a liar. Honesty us my best friend." I said and Luke glanced at his friend, his cheeks red.

"Go ahead and laugh Luke, I know you want to." Michael muttered and his best friend bursted out laughing. Michael nodded, a smile on his lips as he looked up at me.

"You don't like me much, do you Emily?" He asked me and I just shrugged my shoulders a bit.

"Give me a reason too."

"Very well."