So, I guess this is a goodbye | ***

Sitting on her bed, the bedroom door carefully closed because her mother would vacuum the ground floor, Jessica was listening to a cover of Stairway to Heaven, her earphones in the ears. Her laptop made a noise like hell, but it was the fault of its age. She was talking to Sara on Skype while browsing through old photos she had found by chance in his files. The weather was almost as beautiful, moist and warm as usual. The window was open, and let in the sunlight on the flood of the bedroom. The birds were singing, but the sound, fully into her ears, Jessica could probably not hear them. She smiled, happily, as she was alone in her own room : purple and white, with japanese motifs on the walls, as she loved. She laughed about her discussion with Sara, her best friend since now a big chunck of time. The two probably didn't count the years anymore. Each time, or nearly, their conversations turned to joke, something that Jessica's mother was still struggling to grasp. How ever laugh when someone writes to you ? But it was always this way, even by texting. Sara was disconnected from Skype and Jessica having no longer anything to do, turned off her computer and left it in charge, on his desk, as always a mess. She went to the window, still with her music and enjoyed of sunlight. In her pocket, her phone vibrated, signaling a call. The girl replied immediately when she saw the name of her bestfriend appear.

Hey... C'est moi. On peut se voir ? On doit parler.
Bien sûr chérie, viens chez moi, tu sais où c'est !

What wanted her bestfriend ? What could have happened after she got disconnected from Skype ? Had she received a call from Josh, her boyfriend? Did she want to be advised by THE dating specialist, Jessica ? She returned to lie on his bed and wait for the receive. A few minutes later, the girl saw the doorknob of his room move, it was Sara. She came in and sat beside her, while asking him to remove his headphones. She obeyed without hesitation, with a strange looking on Jessica' eyes, she seemed to have cried, to feel bad.

Ca va ?

Pas vraiment...

Jessica did not understand much. What could be so terrible to tell her that she does not tell her right now ? Had Josh left her ? No, she would have debited the whole story, she would not have waited so long. Her best friend lowered his eye, she probably wanted to cry, but not to be seen. It was true that Sara had never seen the girl crying since they knew each other, even if Jessica had not seen any problem to support Sara if she was emotionally distressed. Everyone has the right to cry, one day or another. Instead of talking, she gave her a hug, holding in her arms with a big pressure, and this for a long time. When the redhead was detached of Jessica, she lowered her eyes again and decided to open her mouth.

Mon père a été promu à un poste plus élevé.

So, that was why she put in this condition ? Jessica found it amazing ! Sara's family never rolled in money, and she had noticed it when ordinary holidays didn't happen last year. So she smiled, not understanding what really was bothering that much. Apparently, this promotion was not all, Sara continued.

C'est à Los Angeles.
Qu... Quoi ? Los Angeles ? Tu veux dire que tu dois quitter Miami ? Que tu dois partir ? Sara, dis-moi !

The situation was becoming increasingly stressful. Sara was about to go away, leave her home, her friend, her life, her boyfriend, all she had here ? And all for the promotion of his father ? So she had no solution to stay ? Jessica could host her here, she was sure her mother would not refuse.

Jessica wanted to undersand, be sure she understood what she thought he had deducted from words of her best friend. Were they therefore leave , so quickly, without even prepare, long time in advance? Finally, in any case, all preparations of the world would have been useless, Jessica was quite unable to imagine her life without Sara.

Mon père ... a loué une maison à Los Angeles. Je suis presque sur, qu'en ce moment, ils sont en train d'emballer nos affaires.

They couldn't. They hadn't the right to do that. They could not snatch his life to Sara, they could not snatch his best friend to Jessica. It was something absolutely impossible. We could not even discuss it, and Sara's parents could say what they wanted, this was not an option.

C'est une blague ? Ils ne peuvent pas ! Los Angeles, Tu réalises ? C'est juste... Non ! C'est impossible.

It was much too far. Even, in the state, Florida... Jessica would had great difficulty to agree see his best friend only a few times a month, but on the other side of the United States ! She was laughing at her, this could not be different. Why people mutate so far ? Make them leave everything they have, forget everything, have to start over for the umpteenth time ?

Tu penses que ta mère acceptait si je restais vivre ici ?
Attends, je vais lui demander. MAMAN ! Viens s'il te plait, on a besoin de parler !

She had not dared to propose to Sara, it was indecent to ask someone not to follow his family just to stay with. Awaiting the arrival of his mother, Jessica took Sarah in her arms in her turn. The steps of the mother soon resounded on the stairs, and she knocked to enter the room. Jessica told her to enter, and that's where she found the two girls in the arms of the other sitting on the bed. First worried, she had nothing to ask.

Maman, son père a eu une promotion. Mais c'est à L.A ! Elle... Elle ne peut pas partir, tu comprends ? Donc... Pourrait-on l'accueillir ici ? Elle peut dormir dans la chambre de Blake ! S'il te plaît, dis juste "oui".