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Hey guys! Lenlenxyz95 here and I'm back with another romance story! :)

So it's been a looong time since I've written a fanfic and I thought I started fresh with this story here. :)

It seems like for some reason I like to insert myself in the story. Anywho, I hope you like it!

It starts a little bit slow but I promise you that I am trying my best to speed up the process a little bit! :)

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The Big Announcement

She didn't want to move to Rosewood. It's like on the other side of the United States. She was afraid that she would not make any friends. She didn't know what to do.

I was sprawled across the bed with her eyes closed. A few seconds later there was a knock on my door. I sighed and slowly got up.

A knock again and this time a voice that belonged to her mother, Christine, said, "Ellen, honey?"

I finally walked quickly to the door and opened the door to see my mother holding a big box. With a sigh, I said, "Yes, mother?"

My mother had similar features like me. For example, we had the same body shape, we had a slender body but there was a curve to it. We both had long, wavy dark brown hair and very beautiful brown eyes. My mother smiled and said, "Here's a box for your books. Are you almost done packing?"

I moved aside so could let my mother in and I looked at my room. It was mostly empty except for my bookcase because I was unable to find any boxes. I turned to my mother who was leaning against the door frame. "Mm…I'm almost done except for that bookcase over there and I still need to pack my closet too."

My mother nodded her head and said, "Okay. I went to Mrs. Laura and asked her if she had any boxes that she doesn't need, so she gave me this box."

My mother handed me over the box she was carrying and I retrieved it from her and settled it down next to my bookcase. "Thanks mom."

I sat down on her bed and looked at her hands. A sudden wave of emotions fled over me and I was trying to fighting back the tears. I didn't want to move but I knew it was for the best. It would be hard for me to adjust to my new environment but I was scared that I wouldn't make any friends or my friends would forget about me once I moved. My mother noticed how sad I was and decided to sit down next to me.

My mother gently put her arm around my shoulder and said, "Ellen, I know your upset with us because we told you last minute but you have to understand it's for the best."

I repeated the last few words as my mother said it, "It's for the best. I know mother, but still you could have told me earlier. Then I would have to time to tell my friends that I'm moving and I'll have time to think this through!" My voice went up a notch because everything I held in for the past few weeks just came out.

Her mother, always calm and gentle, brushed a few tears from my face with her hand and said, "Think what through honey?"

I sighed and said, "I-I don't know, just everything I guess. I know why we're moving it's just that I'm afraid…"

Her mother gently touched my chin and tilted it towards her so I can look at her eyes. "Ellen, you shouldn't be afraid. I know why you're afraid." I looked at my teddy bear that was leaning against her pillow. Her mother said sternly, "Look at me honey." I obliged and looked at her. "I know why you're afraid. You're afraid that once we move to a new state, a new school that you won't make any friends. Well think again honey. If you can make friends here, then you will make friends there. You just have to give it some time and you will adjust to your new environment and you will make friends honey. Don't be afraid because we're here for you, your family is here for you. At least we're not new."

With that, I hugged my mom and buried her face in my mother's chest and the tears that had I held back started to form around my eyes. After a couple of minutes of bawling, I wiped my face and thanked my mom for being there for me. My mom left the room and I collapsed on the bed. As I stared at the ceiling, I remembered the day my parents broke the news to my brother and I.

A couple of weeks ago…

My brother, Michael, and I, were walking home from school on a bright and sunny day. When we arrived home, our mother was in the kitchen and their dad was…on the couch reading a newspaper? Michael and I looked at each other thinking of the same thing…What was going on? Our parents were never home this early. Usually it was our mom that was home most of the time because she had a night job and their dad's work usually requires him to come home late.

As we walked into the living room where our dad was, I asked, "Heey guys. What's going on?"

My dad, Aaron, looked up from his newspaper and set it down. He smiled at them and said, "Kids, can we have a moment with you?"

Our mother already sat down beside her husband I raised an eyebrow at Michael and he just shrugged his shoulders. As he set down, he settled his backpack on his right while I settled my backpack on my left.

Michael cleared his throat and said, "So what's going on guys? Are we in trouble? I swear I did not break that vase."

Her mother looked at him sternly and said, "You were the one that broke the vase Michael!?"

I rested my arm against the armchair and put my face into my hand and just shook my head at my brother's mistake. I knew he would blurt it out anytime soon.

Michael put a hand on the back of his neck and rubbed it. "Uum No?"

Our mother raised an eyebrow at him and said, "We'll talk about this later Michael. As for right now, you guys are not in trouble. Your dad and I have something to tell you." Michael and I both straightened up and listened attentively.

Aaron cleared his throat and said, "Well you're mother and I have been talking about this for a long time now and we've decided to move."

Michael and I stared at them for a second when I spoke up first, "Wait, what? We're moving? Why!?"

Aaron sighed and said, "My Company is transferring me over to Rosewood, Philadelphia."

Michael and I both gaped at him and said in unison, "Rosewood, Philadelphia!"

I reassembled myself before I said, "R-rosewood, Philadelphia dad? But that's on the other side of the United States. You know that right?"

Aaron shifted himself so he can lean back on the couch and said, "Yes I know that. I know this is very sudden but I think this will also be good for us."

I just couldn't believe this at all…Flabbergasted, I asked, "How will it help any of us? Aren't you thinking about Michael and me? What are we going to do about the sports we're in? How about my academic decathlon competition? Speaking of which, when are we moving?"

My mother smiled at me and she said, "We are thinking about you. I know it's going to be hard to adjust too but it will take time. And about the academic decathlon competition Ellen, there's nothing to worry about because we will be moving the week after that. As for your sports, we called the school and the principal will make some arrangements."

My lips formed into a thin line. How could they do this to us? I thought to myself. For the first time, Michael spoke up but it was barely a whisper, "No."

Christine, Aaron, and I all looked at Michael. Christine said, "Please speak up honey."

Michael abruptly stood up, knocking his backpack over with him. "NO! I REFUSE to move!" He grabbed his backpack, walked up the stairs, and slammed the door behind me.

Everyone was so stunned that we didn't have a time to react. I hoisted my backpack and turned to my parents. I sighed and said, "Don't worry about him; I'll talk to him for you." Her parents nodded at her, still stunned. With that, I walked up the stairs and tried to comfort my brother.

End of flash back…