Time continued on. It wasn't the end of the world. It was just the end of hers.
Yet, he barged in and forced her to fix it like it was his job to.
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Or, in which, Edward asks out a girl that he doesn't stalk.
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"God sho...
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The weeks flew by surprising Abby because she figured each day would linger on more than the last. But they didn't.
Most weekends she saw her friends or went to the Reservation to see Leah, mending the relationship she herself broke. On days she was in school, Edward always sent her a smile and it mesmerized her entirely making her gravitate towards him like the world forced her to. They spent most days chatting in hushed tones, away from the prying ears of the students of Forks High learning about each other in the simplest way and unraveling completely.
But Leah's words still lingered in the back of her mind.
"Why do you always say 'no' to me?" Tyler asked, pouting at an unsympathetic Abby as she took out the books for her next period from her locker.
"Because my feelings for you don't go past the realm of friendship?" Abby raised an eyebrow at him, already knowing the daggers she was going to have to face at lunch because of Lauren. Honestly, if anyone was a victim it was Abby not Lauren, because apparently Tyler didn't know the meaning of 'no'.
"Come on, Abby, you always go to dances alone. Let me take you this one time."
The 'Spooky, Scary, Skeleton Dance' was right around the corner, along with Halloween, and it was the first dance of the school year. Abby was never one to miss dances because she always went with her group of friends. She adored goofing off and dancing with them. It was rare for them to bring dates because they - mainly Jess and Tyler - were so convinced they'd all end up with each other. Eric and Mike were blind as bats to not see that Angela and Jessica have always fawned over them. Lauren was always interested in Tyler but the teen had his eyes set on Abby, who couldn't be bothered to give him the time of day.
"I don't go alone," Abby shook her head, "I go with the group, like the rest of us."
Tyler narrowed her eyes at her, suddenly thinking of a new student that had his eyes on the pretty brunette, "Are you sure this doesn't have anything to do with Cullen?"
The girl blinked at him before her usual soft gaze turned into an icy glare, saying, "You may have to be specific, Tyler, there's quite a lot of them."
"Oh come on, you spend some days with him at the library and other days with us during lunch. If you guys are dating, why not just come out and say it?"
"Because we're not," Abby drawled out the last word, slamming her locker shut and watched as Tyler flinched from the loud noise. "I didn't realize it was such a crime to make friends, Tyler." She practically hissed.
He grimaced and murmured, scratching the back of his head, "It isn't. I'm sorry, Abby, I just -"
"I'm not going to the dance this year, Tyler." Abby concluded. "I'm not really in the dancing mood. Maybe you should ask Lauren."
"No means no, Tyler," a welcomed female voice said, sliding up next to Abby. Jessica glared at the boy before he slouched his shoulders and walked away from the two brunette girls, defeated.
