"Get up." Pierced my soul. I did as the mystery voice said. Tears running down my face I looked up and saw, James? I didn't know he could make such a deep sound. "Pack your stuff we're leaving." 

"D-did they kick you o-out?" I said stuttering.

"Nah, just you but I'm coming too." Relief washed over. I felt amazing. I mean the best you can feel when you get kicked out of your only life source at 15. "Hurry up we have to leave by morning." When I tell you I sprinted into James' arms I can't express how I felt. My life was crumbling apart right in front of me the thing is I just didn't realise it yet. We both grabbed a backpack shoved like 10 shirts and 5 pairs of old jeans that were way to big for us a ball and an extra pair of shoes and socks. We laid down on our bed and we both sat there hugging each other James said nothing and I just cried until I fell asleep.