Channing stood at the top of the bleachers and watched as her brother took his last shot in the gym. She looked down at her watch.
"Hey!" She called. He looked up at his sister and then down at the ball in his hands. "We've gotta go. C'mon."
He dropped the ball and walked slowly towards the bench where he'd sat his backpack. Channing walked down the bleachers and they met halfway. She rubbed his head and kissed his forehead.
"Did you turn in all of your books?" She asked.
He nodded, "Yeah. I officially don't go here anymore." He said, looking up at her.
She smiled, trying to save face. "Let's hit the road. The movers should be on their way to the house now. It's beautiful, I promise."
He shrugged, "It'll never be home." He mumbled, walking ahead of her.
Channing sighed and followed after her brother. She turned on the radio as they drove out of the school parking lot. Aaron stared lifelessly out of the side view mirror as they drove away from the school. Channing rolled down the windows and got on the highway. Their destination was 400 miles away. 400 miles away from memories. 400 miles away from home.