The day i stopped loving

chapter one. I woke up late today, as it was 1:30 pm and i had set an alarm for 9 am. I feel quite disappointed in myself. I'm usually good when it comes to alarms but today i wasn't feeling it, we were moving and i wasn't looking forward to it to say the least. By the way my name's Rebecca and i was born in the county side close to Doncaster, England but today we're moving closer to the city of Sheffield and I'm really not looking forward to living round so many people, and id be going to a new college. as i got out of bed to go get something to eat i heard my mum shouting at my siblings to get packed up, with the way i feel right now i just ignored them all and got on with making myself a sandwich and headed back upstairs to pack the last couple of things as i didn't want to give my mother a reason to shout at me. "finally" i said to my older bother as we finished packing my bed frame and putting into the 4th moving van of the day, "we've still got to pack your mattress and desk yet" my brother frank said while laughing at me while i glared at him but after a few seconds of him laughing i joined in because it was pretty funny. once we got back inside to pack the rest i hear my mother putting some music on, we all have pretty much the same music taste so we could all enjoy the music she had put on. I have just put the lat few things in my car and was about to set off driving to the new house when i got a phone call from my best friend in the whole world, people call hr Natasha or Tasha for short but i like to call her b***h its ever shorter. as i answered the phone i was scared of becoming deaf from her screaming telling me that i didn't wake her up, as she was supposed to help me pack and come with me to help me move in and we were going shopping tomorrow so she was spending the night with me, I then reminded her that i had text her saying i was going to be picking her up which she had agreed to earlier this afternoon as she remembered our conversation and stopped running she told me where she was and said she'd wait for me at Costa. when i finally pulled up to Costa i had to rearrange my car so Tasha would be able to sit comfortably in it after a while i finally saw her coming out of the cafe with no only one but 2 drinks, god i love her, I'm so glad she knows my coffee order, I mean its not like we haven't been friends for 5 years or anything, after a couple more seconds i realise she had been struggling to opened the door with made me laugh a lot and she just scowled at me through the window and at that i rolled down the window and said "b***h you love me" and took the drinks off her so she could get in, as she did she started laughing and said "i might love you, doesn't mean i wont kill you in your sleep" which made me laugh harder then ever because yeah she's seriouse, she probably could kill me but she's barley 5 foot and she acts like shes 7 foor tall, i'm not exactly tall but Im half a foot taller then she is so every time things get violent between the two of us i just put her over my shoulder and walk around till shes calmed down.