"is the baby gonna cry?"

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3rd person POV
After the two had spent their time in the hallway, they had walked to the lunchroom, making small talk along the way.
"So, Abby, huh. How did you two...meet... I don't really know how to phrase this." Mars awkwardly chuckled while Sam sighed with a sad tone.
"I-i-i-i was m-minding my own business when Abby noticed me..."
- FLASH BACK CUZ I CANT WRITE DIALOUGE -
During library, Sam sat in the chair, drinking healthy amounts of water and reading Night Owls and Summer Skies. Abby saw Sam from across the room. Abby laughed to Cody before making her way across to Sam.

"Twerp, reading books?" She spoke in a mocking tone before knocking the book out of Sam's hands. Cody chimed in.

"The only thing we read is nerds work to make sure they did our homework right!"
Ryan and Abby laughed loudly as Ryan pushed Cody lightly. Sam felt sad, knowing he was defenseless. Abby suddenly stopped laughing when she noticed Sam's expression.  The others followed suit, although they were confused. Abby shoved Sam into the chair, and it almost tipped over.

"Aw, is the little baby gonna cry?" Abby said in a baby voice, teasing him. Sam gasped, regaining his balance. Sam tried to look tough, but he wasn't very good, Abby started laughing, doubling over. She abruptly stopped again and raised an eyebrow at Sam.
"Did you seriously think that you would intimidate me?" She grabbed Sam's water and poured it on the book. Shortly after, she stomped on the book and invited the rest to join. Cody tore pages, Ryan took a marker and drew all over it. Abby giggled at Sam as he scrambled for the wet, ruined, and torn pages of his book, fighting back tears. She kicked him in the ribs, and he tumbled down. He began crying, trying not to. Abby and her group left Sam alone, crying, and in pain. The torture wouldn't end, as it went on for the 3 years they've known each other. Abby would get more creative. She left banana peels, paint buckets, and the works. They put a monster energy on a string attached to a fishing pole and baited Sam into a comically large, harmless mouse trap. He thought it wouldn't end until his savior rushed in to hold him. Suddenly, he felt safe near Abby for the first time in years. It seemed as though he was safe. Abby hadn't come for him yet, even though they were in the empty halls.

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