The Lizzie Bennet Diaries

You know that feeling you get when you are away from home

and you are having an awesome time, but then a member of your family does

something that not only ruins the fun, but completely turns your entire life upside down?

And no, I'm not talking about Lydia, somewhat surprisingly.

Our current predicament is the fault of none other than our dear mother,

who is literally hundreds of miles away.

My name is Lizzie Bennet, and mom blew up the house.

So let me clarify, mom didn't literally blow up the house.

But she did decide that our beloved childhood home was due for a remodel.

Something about home values and stuff,

which could mean that we're selling the house, which would suck.

It's so ironic that in order to sell a house, you have to inject tens of thousands of dollars into it.

Totally bass-ackwards. Anyway, so what happens to us now?

We are now homeless. Well, not at the moment, but in a week we will be.

God, do you ever stop talking to that thing?

It's Vidcon. If there was ever a place where it was okay to talk to a camera, it's here.

Nerd. Come with me and have some freaking fun!

Okay. Shouldn't you be freaking out about our impending homelessness?

Whatever, I already talked to mom about it and she's got it covered. Oh hey!

- What does that mean? - We're going to go stay with Mary.

- Who's Mary? - Our cousin. Mary and her parents.

Oh, yeah. I always forget about Mary.

Wait, are we all staying at Mary's?

- Yes, it's going to be so fun. - But they don't exactly have a big house.

- That's okay, it'll be awesome, aren't you excited? - Yes!

Oh my God, me too! I'm going to go to the exhibit hall and get her a present. Ah!