*Your Pov*
"Mark, I...I don't even know what to say." I pace my room back and forth, almost tripping over a shoe. This is probably the twentieth message I've left him. All my calls are being ignored. My mom said that Mark was going to be moving in with his mom. Which means he'll no longer be the boy across the street. I'm not sure when he'll be moving. I want him to at least text me goodbye before he does. "I guess I'll talk to you later, just...just please call back."

I wonder what Claire is doing to help Mark with this. Probably nothing. Slut. I think to myself. She's probably using this as an excuse to get more attention.

My mom and dad are going to the funeral. She said it'd be better if Addilyn and I stay home. I don't know why they think that. I want to be there for Mark and see if Claire even bothers to go. I want to see if she has any feelings besides bitchiness. From what I've seen over the years, I doubt she does.

"I doubt she ever even talked to his dad. His dad actually liked you," Grace says over the phone.

"Or did he? Dun, dun, dunnnn," I laugh.

"Is now really the time to joke?" She questions.

"I don't know." I pause. "I just want to be done talking and thinking about Mark. I just want to be free from this hell!!"

*Time to be Freed*
"I love you too mom." I give her a hug.

"And you'll come visit, right?" She asks.

"I told you a million times, yes!" I reassure her. I grab my suitcase.

"Ready?" Grace says.

"Am I ever!" We put our things through security, and soon after board our plane.

Time to live a new life in California!

We walk inside our new apartment.

"Wow!" Grace yells. "It's roomy, AND it echos!"

"Shhh!" I laugh. "You're going to make the neighbors mad."

"Who cares? This place is AWESOME!!"

We both laugh some more.

We start to decorate and everything looks great after a couple of days.

*Le Time skip*
Grace comes home from work.
"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Oh hey," I say. "I met this guy, he's really cool and funny."

"Ooo lala," she laughs.

"Nothing like that."

"What is with you and not being interested in having a boyfriend?" She drops her things on the floor by the door. Then she lays over the top of the couch.

"He's just, more friend material. Besides he has a girlfriend."

"So who is he?"

"He lives in Ireland.His name is Jack, he is 23 years old and has a YouTube channel."

"Hey, maybe one day if his channel gets big enough he'll go to the convention I work at."

"That would be really nice," I say.