Author's Note: Hey people! Me ish back!! :D It's been quite awhile since I last updated, hasn't it? I'm so super sorry for the very long wait. I'm actually here to tell you all something important, but I changed my mind. Instead of putting the message here, it's at the end of the chapter. I really felt nervous the whole time I've been writing this chapter. I kinda have some doubts about it, but what the heck. Well, I hope you'll enjoy this crappy chapter of mine. :)

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"We're moving out," Kyle said. I coughed.

"What?" Did I just hear him say that we're leaving this place?

"You heard him, kitty cat," Dave said, playing with his phone.

"We're finally moving out." Psh, I think he's glad because he doesn't want to endure the 'no gadgets life', if that's how he calls it.

"We're moving to my aunt's vacation house," Luke mentioned.

"Your aunt has a vacation house?" My jaw dropped.

"It's more like ours now. Well, we have a lot," Dave replied. Wow. How rich is their family? I wonder. Could they be richer than Allison's family?

Allison.

Allison...?

Allison!

Just when I was about to open my mouth, Josh answered my question before I even got to ask it.

"Yes, she knows." He looks kind of emo today. What's up with him? Pfft! Like I care about that bully.

"So let's pack our bags and we'll leave," Kyle announced.

"When?" I asked.

"Now," Dave replied and he left the group.

When he was finally out of earshot, I looked at Luke. He smiled and said, "He couldn't take the 'no gadgets life' anymore." Ha! So I was right.

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The red and white painted caravan was parked beside a few other cars. To be honest, I kind of miss riding it. I was really excited when boardedt. I sat he back--the same spot when I first rode in it.

"Ready to go?" Kyle asked.

"I am ready to go!" Dave shouted out loud. Pfft, more like ready to get away from this place. Since Dave is the one handling the wheel again, beside him was the front passenger seat. My eyes slowly moved to the other side and glanced at Luke. He sat there looking out the window like something had caught his attention.

Just when I was also about to look, someone tapped my shoulder.

"You ready to go?" Kyle asked and I nodded. He smiled. Then he started whispering, "I'm glad that you are. It seems like Luke isn't." My eyes immediately looked back at Luke.

Kyle was right. The handsome gamer had a sad look on his face, and it lasted during the whole drive.

I actually fell asleep on the way to our destination. I didn't want to but this vehicle sort of has a magical spell or homey feeling that makes you feel comfortable.

After the 4-hour drive, we arrived at the front of a modern two-storey house. It had a white picket fence and walls. The window frames are painted with a dark shade of blue just like the roof and the doors. The front yard had a wooden bench and bushes with white flowers on them. It was an adorable home. It just like the ones I dreamed of having.

Everyone grabbed their oen bags and brought them in. I was in shock when we entered the living room. It was huge. I mean, huge meaning that it was spacious around the center and it had a large flat screen TV.

"TV!" Dave shouted, running to the television then hugging and kissing it. Everyone else laughed except for Josh, who stood near the door.

"Before we do stupid stuff like that," Kyle began while pointing at Dave, "let's all get settled in first." Luke assigned us to our rooms and apparently this house had a lot of empty rooms.

This time nobody shared rooms. We all had our own rooms on the seond floor. The first room at the end of the hall was Josh's. Next to his was Kyle's, then Dave's room, then Luke's, then mine which was near the bathroom.

Once I got all my stuff placed neatly, I jumped onto bed. It felt like the most comfy bed I ever laid on. I rolled on it getting all comfortable before dozing off once again. I feel so tired today.

I think I slept for like 2 hours because when I woke up it was already nighttime. I decided to get changed then go grab something to eat then head back up, but the moment I was about to leave my room the unexpected stood outside leaning on the door frame.

"Ugh, what do you want?" I said glaring at him.

"Don't be so mean," he complained. I sighed.

"Josh," I began, "when will I never be mean to you? And why are you here?"

"I'm staying here, duh," he replied. I did a facepalm.

"Stop fooling around, you idiot."

"Sheesh!" he said, practically annoyed of my attitude towards him. "Can you at least be proud of me?" I cocked my head, confused.

"Proud of you for what?" I asked.

"For finally figuring out something," he explained.

"What is it?"

"I ain't tellin' you," he said. I rolled my eyes.

"Good, because I don't care."

"I don't think you would anyway."

Then came the awkward silence.

"Well, this is stupid."

"Yeah..." he nodded then left. Weirdo.

Climbing down the stairs made my hunger worsen so I stopped by the kitchen for a snack. As I neared the kitchen, a familiar, delicious scent greeted my nose. I entered and there stood one of the hottest guys in the world. He turned and looked at me surprised.

"You're still awake?" he said, staring at me. I was left speechless when my dark brown eyes met his grey ones.

"U-uh yeah..." I said shyly nodding.

"You hungry?" He asked. Before I could even answer him, my tummy spoke for me with a loud grumble. I heard him muffle his laugh. I feel so embarrassed.

"Here," he slides a plate with a sandwich on it to me. I looked at him with eyes that said no.

"You need it more than I do." I took a bite of the sandwich and soon finished it with coffee. Decaf of course. I need to sleep after this.

"Thanks," I said softly. He smiled and ruffled my hair. Without saying anything he left the kitchen and I stood there alone thinking with my hands gently rubbing my head.

Why does the parts he touches burn?

Heyyyyyoooooo fefol! So here's the announcement...

Should I continue this story? Or nah?

I'm beggining to think that I should probably discontinue this book. It's not that I don't wanna continue the story. It's just that I think that I couldn't really maintain the schedule for updating or writing, typing actually. I'm really not sure so I'm making you decide.

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