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Abby

Abby sighed as she looked out the window of her Dad's car. The smell of the waves brushing up against the sand filled her nostrils. This is definitely not home, she thought. New York didn't have all that California did, but she didn't care, she missed it. So very much. She peered at the water once more, her eyes taking in the breathtaking scenery. Prussian blue waters, swamp green grass, it seemed like a dream......to most, of course.

"You excited?" Her Dad asked her, not taking his eyes off the road. "I'm not over the rainbow jumping with glee," She replied with an eye roll. "Look, maybe this is for the best," Her Dad said with slight annoyance in his voice. "Yeah, whatever," She scoffed a bit, rolling her eyes again. Her dad sighed and continued to drive to the school.

Before Abby realized it, they were approaching Pacific Coast Academy, her new boarding school. Her dad pulled over and she slammed the car door as she began to step foot on the ground. "Now remember what I told you. Be nice and approachable and don't let sports get in the way of your studies. I love you," Her Dad said and briefly hugged her. "Yeah, love you too," Abby muttered with annoyance.

Her dad finally let her go and drived away. Abby scanned her new school with judgement swimming in her eyes. She didn't know what to think of it, or what to think of anything at all. All she knew was that the only reason she was there was because her parents couldn't stand her. As the negativity over flooded her brain, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe this school would actually be good for her.

All of a sudden, a boy on his bike crashed into the flag pole. Abby's dark brown eyes widened and she went over to see if the boy was okay. "Are you okay?" Abby and some blonde girl asked him in unison. "Um, yeah, I was just, uh...Checking the flag," He said nervously. "Checking the flag?" Abby asked with a stern yet amused look on her face.

"It's a flag," He said, bouncing the flag up and down. Abby rolled her eyes at him and the blonde girl started to talk. "Um, I think your arm's bleeding," She said to the guy. "Oh, yeah, that's alright. You know, that—-that's what happens when um—- I get wounded," he stated nervously. 

"Yeah, no shit," Abby retorted, making the guy give her a glare. The blonde girl laughed and introduced herself as 'Zoey'. "I'm Abby," Abby said with a half smile. "Chase," the guy said. "So are you two, like, new to here at PCA? Okay, that was a stupid question, I mean why else would you be here? I guess you could be, like, dropping someone off, or, uh.....you know what? I'll bleed, you guys talk. What's up?" Chase said awkwardly, making Abby laugh. He gave her an awkward smile and looked away.

"Uh, nothin' much," Zoey said. "I could say the same as her," Abby said, shrugging. "And yeah, we're new students here," Zoey added. "Cool, yeah, I think it's great that PCA's finally letting in girls, and you guys probably do, too, being girls and all. No offense," Chase said, scratching the back of his neck.

"None taken," Abby replied. "It's okay, we're used to it, been girls our whole lives," Zoey added, making Chase chuckle. "Okay, I've got a map, and I'm just, uh—-your dorm is Butler Hall," Zoey's Dad said, sunglasses in his mouth. "I'm just not sure where, um—-Hello," Her Dad gestured to Chase and Abby. 

"Hello," Chase replied. " 'Sup," Abby added. "Uh, Dad, this is Chase, she's Abby. Chase, Abby, this is my Dad," Zoey said, gesturing toward her Dad. "Nice to meet you.....uh, sir," Chase said, Abby just nodding. "Yeah, um, you know, I, uh—I pass by Butler on the way to my dorm, and if you wanted me to walk you two there......" Chase trailed off awkwardly. "Ha-ha, no," Zoey's Dad said sternly.

"I don't speak for the girl, though," Zoey's Dad said, gesturing to Abby. Zoey gave him an amused look filled with annoyance and her Dad started talking. "That's—-that's—-that's uh—-that's be great, sure," Her Dad said awkwardly. "Um, I'll just take Dustin to his dorm, then," Her Dad added.