Torn between who to choose

Chapter 1. God not him, not now

"Abigail, Abigail, abi wake up," but she didn't react to the shakings and her name being called; she kept on sleeping like nothing mattered. Letting out a frustrating sigh, Jessa wanted to give up waking Abigail. When she got an idea, a mischievous grin creeped on her face, and she quickly dashed out of the room and went down to the kitchen, bringing out a cold bottle of water from the fridge and ascending back into Abigail's room.

Seconds later, the scream of Abigail could be heard all over the house.
"What the hell, Jessa?" shocked and confused Abigail yelled, wiping of the water from her face.
"Don't you think you're supposed to thank me? It's 8:20am, and you're still in bed." Realization suddenly dawned on Abigail, looking at the time on her phone, and within a second she jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom, leaving Jessa, who was laughing at her.

By the time Abigail was done preparing for school, it was already 8:35am, so she knew she wouldn't be eating breakfast today. Reaching down, she saw Jessa alone waiting for her; it seems her parents have already left. "You prepared fast, what's the secret?" Jessa said, laughing, but I ignored her rushing outside, where Sam was waiting for us with her car.
"Morning babe" Abi greeted Sam, entering the car.
"Morning". "Jessa, would you get in the car?"
They both yelled in unison, surprisingly. Abigail and Sam laughed at this, causing Jessa to roll her eye at them. Immediately she entered the car sam knew she had to drive fast, as they were so going to be late.

Reaching school, Abigail jumped out of the car instantly as Sam parked it. "Slow down, girl, you're going to get yourself injured," Jessa said. "I'm sorry, I'm already late. Let's meet at lunch. I love you guys." After saying this, she ran with her books in her hand, still running in the hallway desperate to reach class; she didn't even notice the person in front of her, causing her clash with the person, which caused both of them to fall on the floor and the books in her hands to be scattered around.

"Shit," Abigail cursed, rubbing her head with her hand, wondering what kind of chest the guy she just bummed into had. Yes, she could guess it was a guy; she couldn't think of any girl that had such a hard and toned chest.
"I'm so..." Abigail's words of apology were cut shut, as she was shocked, seeing who was next to her. "God, not him, not now," Abigail said inwardly, her mood changing; they were both still on the ground but now glaring at each other like two people who had a long history of problems with each other.

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