Kayla Wilson did not like the city, her brother Jason did but not her. She had friends but no one she felt understood by, and for that reason she would rather spend her weekends looking out a window than hanging out with her friends. I sighed, wishing it were Friday and not Tuesday, I chucked my school bag into the corner of my room before changing out of my uniform. As I was about retreat to my bed (and waste time I should be spending on my trig homework ,on tumblr), both my parents called me and my brother Jason downstairs, which could only mean either good news or bad news. Knowing my luck it was the latter . "So as you guys know work has been pretty hectic lately" my mother cautiously said as though stepping through as mine field. "Its because we've both decided to put in more hours" my father continued, " and we've saved up some money to set up another branch of the restaurant elsewhere..." "Just spit it out" Jason sighed. "We're moving" they said together."