"Hey girl." She said as she sat down.

     "Hey Chels." I said with a small smile.

     "You okay? You look like you had a rough night." She stated.

     "Yeah, I’ll be okay." I told her not really wanting to tell her about my parents. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to tell anyone this soon.

     "Okay, well hey I had a good art show again, got alot of compliments on my sculpture." She said looking at me.

     "Really, thats great Chels. Who could hate your work anyways? Its amazing." I told her smiling, she giggled a bit.

     "Thanks. I don’t know theres always going to be people who wont like it, but that only makes me want to do better." She told me.

     "Well thats good Chelsea, you have a good thing going for you." I told her. We talked some more for a while till the bell rang and we had to go to 4th period.

Few hours later

     Finally. I’m home. But I wasn’t expecting this. My mom was here packing her bags. She looked arngry. Her and my dad must have got in a fight. I put my backpack down and walked over to where my parents were standing. My mom looked at me with sorrow in her eyes. I just stood there and folded my arms.

     "So…this is how its going to be?" I asked her.

     "Spencer, honey I-" I cut her off.

     "No mom. Look never mind, I don’t wanna hear it. Sorry I asked, have a good life, with out us." I told her as I stormed upstairs to my room.

     "I’m sorry Aurthor…I’m sorry it had to be this way." Paula said as she took her bags and walked out of the house.

     I was on my bed crying once again. I loved my mom. This broke everything I had with her. How could she leave her family for an old lover? It wasn’t right. I plopped down on my back and my cell phone started ringing.

     "Hello." I answered sniffeling.

     "Spencer…whats wrong?" It was Ashley.

     "Nothing Ash…" I told her.

     "Spencer, I know your lieing…are you going to be okay? Can I come see you?" She asked, I knew she was worried about me.