My Best Friend

17 - "Leaving one chapter behind."

Edited - if you happen to find any more grammar or spelling mistakes, do leave a comment and I will get to editing that mistake as soon as possible. Thank you very much.

With love, Billie.

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June 2011

Blair Westfield

"Princess?" Daddy's voice was heard behind my closed door. I placed Walking Disaster down and stared at my door. But when I remembered I hadn't told daddy to come in, I banged my forehead onto my book that was on my desk. That was really stupid and embarrassing of me.

"Come in daddy." I smiled as both my parents entered my room. They sat on my bed and I tilted my head questioningly at them. "Yes?"

"Your father and I wanted to talk to you princess."

"Sure, about what?"

Mummy gave daddy that weird look and I frowned at their weird behaviour. "Princess how is your relationship with Jamie?" Oh, so they were just being concern parents.

I giggled as I shrugged. "We are definitely still going strong. Jamie spoils me all the time, just like the both of you." I smiled happily at the thought of my happy life with my boyfriend and family now. Daddy let out his short old man's laugh and nodded.

"How about your friendship with Zach?" Mummy asked.

"Same old, same old. Ever since we reconciled, we were pretty much the same old best friends we once were." I gave my parents a cheeky smile and mummy nodded this time.

Damn, what had gotten into the both of them? Why were they interrogating me now?

"Princess...I know Ally was never your friend but did you ever contact her after she left?" Daddy suddenly asked and I frowned at the sudden mention of Ally.

I shook my head before answering. "When she left for Australia, she made it clear to everybody that she did not want any contact with us. Including Zach. She changed everything contactable about her and she pretty much started a new life in Australia, with new friends, obviously. Why?" I finally asked and knowing my parents, they would tell me what they had so much problem telling now.

The thing about my parents, when they found something hard to tell me, they beat around the bush until I realised something was up and asked them why.

Mummy sighed quietly while daddy rubbed his palms together. This was a bad news for sure... "Princess...we are moving to America." Daddy straightforwardly said.

I did not react at all. I just looked at my father until he asked if I was fine.

"Fine?"

"Princess..."