Just so you know, climbing up the drain pipes isn't like in movies and if you attempt to climb the drain pipes, then you will fall flat on your face. No lies.

Oh, and make sure the drain pipes are properly attached to the side of your home. Because I'm definitely going to have a hard time explaining how the drain pipes just magically got to the middle of the yard. Look on the bright side, at least I won't be here when my parents find out.

I'll be with aunt-whatever-her-name-is. I can't wait.

..You think I'm serious? It's called sarcasm people. SARCASM. We've been through this before. I'm not happy about moving at all. Well, maybe just.. no, no, NO! Not happy about it.

"Roxas!" I snapped my head up and hissed in pain—yet another reason not to climb the drainpipes. "What're you doing in the middle of the backyard —Are those the drain pipes?— and why is the siding on the house kinda.. ruined?" Sora came running towards me.

"Oh you know, the usual. Just trying to see if the house is hurricane-proof."

He blinked. "Really?" You know what would be hilarious right about now? If Sora was wearing a t-shirt that read 'The word gullible is not in the dictionary'. Not like he'd wear one like that anyway. He doesn't understand the joke. But, I don't expect him to. It'd still be pretty funny, though.

"NO, what does it look like I'm doing?" I got up and angrily kicked the drain pipes.

"Well, it kinda looks like you were trying to destroy the drain pipes." He answered.

Sora, Sora, Sora. "That was a rhetorical question, Sora."

"Oh." He laughed sheepishly. "Right."

"I was actually trying to get up to my room without our parents knowing. But since you probably managed to wake up them up, I see no point in that anymore." I'm at least forty percent sure my fall woke my parents up and at least sixty percent sure Sora managed to wake them up.

Glancing at my parents bedroom window, I noticed the lights weren't on.

Okay, I was wrong. Surprisingly, my parents are still asleep. Still. That meant they could still wake up and that would really just put the icing on the cake.

"Sora?" I turned my head around to face him.

"Yeah?"

"You did unlock the door when you came out here, right?" Sora's face went blank. I'm not sure about these kinds of things but, I don't think that's a good sign.

"You didn't, did you?" I asked through gritted teeth. He slowly shook his head. Lovely. JUST lovely.

x--x--x

So we managed to get back in the house. Just with one minor problem. Our parents were impatiently there waiting for us. So maybe they did wake up. At least they didn't notice the backyard ..yet.

"..therefore we have come to that decision." Wait, what decision?I looked to Sora for answers but he was already asleep with his head on the sofa's armrest. I'm not surprised, one of his long speeches could do that to you.

"...now go to bed." You didn't have to tell me twice. We both left without uttering another word. With his eyes closed Sora managed to leave the room without walking into any walls—how, I'm not even so sure myself.

"Sora." He looked up, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

"Is it over?" I nodded once and quietly crept up the stairs to the hallway.

I was tired. Arguing, fighting, whatever—it was the farthest thing from my mind right now. I wanted to just go to sleep. But I didn't want to. I mean, I wanted to but, I also wanted to find a way out of leaving. I'm not the type of person to give up that quickly.

I went to my room and pulled out my cellphone, scrolling down to 'Hayner' on my contact list. This was far from over. This was only the beginning.

x--x--x

It was morning, I woke up before Sora and my parents. I waited patiently in my room until I heard the sound of a whistle—which meant part one of my plan was finished.

Let's see how they try to take me to the airport with flat tires. I'd really love to see them try.

x--x--x

Now, part two was only if part one failed. Which I still have yet to see fail.

My Mom and Dad came down the stairs dressed and ready to take me to the airport. Not expecting flat tires—may I add.

Sora was already in the living room—When did he wake up?—and grinning like a complete idiot. Sometimes I wonder...

After thirty minutes my Dad came back into the house swearing and glaring at everything that came into a five-foot radius of him. Looks like he finally noticed those flat tires. Heh.

"Can you believe it Eleanor?! All of the tires are flat! ALL of them! It's completely absurd!" He said furiously.

I was just watching this from the hallway. I didn't think it would be such a good idea to go near him right now. He'd blame me. Well, I actually did have something to do with it, but that's not the point.

Point is I don't want to be blamed for something I did, because then he'll find out I actually did it and it'll just get me into more trouble.

"So ..I take it I won't be leaving today?" I asked hopefully looking in the direction of my mother. Looking directly at my father would be like asking for homicide.

My mother opened her mouth, but it wasn't my mother speaking. "Oh no, you're LEAVING today. I'll just call for a taxi."

Damn. It. All. I hadn't even thought of that possibility. Now what am I supposed to do?

Hm, time to call Hayner again.

x--x--x

"You want me to do what? No, that's not it. That wouldn't work. Have you ever seen a fifteen-year-old have a heart attack?" Looks like there aren't anymore ideas ..that are at least logical.

"...Did you just compare my life with an anime? I swear, Pence is beginning to rub off on you." Pence is a little obsessed with anime. Okay, maybe just a tad over a little. But he's still one of my best friends. My anime obsessed best friend. Has a ring to it, don't you think so?

"Okay. Yeah. I know. What? Well ..I don't know about that. What do you mean 'What do I mean'? I'm not speaking in another language. You know what I meant. Uh huh, later."

I can't believe this is actually happening. This can't be happening. All my friends are here, my life is here, I like the school I got to—not that I like school but, that's a whole another story—I don't want to live with an aunt that just appeared out of nowhere.

What if she's mentally insane.. or worse. A duplicate of my father. I got chills just from thinking about it.

x--x--x

The thought of me being rude never crossed my mind. I wouldn't call myself rude, just honest. I'm not type of person to tell someone I like their shoes if I really don't and that saying 'Honesty is the best policy', yeah well it's not always true. Like that time at a Christmas party—I was only nine years old— where my grandmother gave me a knitted sweater—a very unique Rudolph sweater. Let me break it down for you, I said I hated it, my grandmother almost went into cardiac arrest and then the tree caught fire. A lot of not-so-important things happened in between, but that's mostly what I remember from that little ordeal.

Now going back to the present. My father is annoying the hell out of me.

Tap tap tap. Tap tap tap. Tap tap tap.

Anymore tapping and I think that it'll forever be embedded into my mind.

Do you know how annoying it is when it's more than ninety degrees outside, the taxi's air conditioning is fried and the radio only plays on the Russian music station? I think by the end of this trip to the airport, I'll be able to speak Russian and I don't even have the slightest idea on what they're saying!

Airports have air conditioning, don't they? Well, I guess that's something to look forward to.

The taxi finally drove onto the next exit. The airport.

x--x--x

Oh. My. 'Friggin. Gawd. So much has happened. My life is absolutely crazy. ASHVJVHJAVHJSHVJ
;-;

I really hate it right now. I mean I barely have enough time to eat and sleep. I don't even want to imagine when I'm older and in college. -twitch-

I'll probably dead by the end of the first day. XD

Anywho I originally had 6,537 words. (Oh yes, I counted.) But then I edited it and took out everything that wasn't as important. So you can basically say this chapter went on a diet... or something. o.O;

When will I have the next chapter? I have no idea. Right now—like I said—everything is crazy.

Sorry if I have any mistakes in this chapter, too. I'm too tired to edit it properly. (Or think properly but yeah, I'll just leave that part out.)

Thanks for all the views, favorites, alerts, reviews and ..yeah. Constructive criticism would be nice. I'd like to improve in anyway possible. ;D

Toddles for now! I could huggle you people, but my hugs aren't for free. ;p