Georgia or Bust

I might be moving...again. Mom and I's roommate is driving us CRAZY! My Aunt and Uncle in Georgia offered us a room. I'd go to my cousin's high school down the street. I love my cousin, Mom knows this, but every year, she'll say, "I don't know if they're coming this year." He's like a brother to me and one year without him might kill me more deeply than KK moving or Jimmy dropping out. When the phone rang and my Uncle said, "I need to talk to your Mom," I knew my life was changing again. Mom and I'd have to share a room, but that's not a problem because we do that anyways. My main problem is that we couldn't take Gracey because of their numerous cats. Mom's initial thing was that our current residence is a learning experience to having roommates. Once I told her the college/living plans KK and I have, she said, "It's a big IF, you guys being friends then," but she argued that point no more.
Now her problem is with my grandparents finding out (and they would) and telling Daddy (they would.) That does not bother me at all. She might still hate him and fear him, but I don't. Dixie could run free in the backyard, I could see the dog we gave them before she dies. The only thing holding me in Florida right now is Homecoming, and Mom's promise to give me a 16th birthday party. If I didn't get my party, I'd be okay since I hardly ever got one anyway (because of money.)
I really want to go to Georgia and get out of this sauna. Money is so tight and our roommate is so annoying, I know Mom wants to go, but doesn't. I wish I could convince her. If you are religious, pray for us, if you aren't, cross your fingers that the best will happen. I just hope the best has me holding a sign that says "Georgia or Bust," even if it's in the moving truck.
♥Scar