TAYLORS POV:
"taylor, will you go to school tommorrow?' abigail asked trough the phone
"yeah" i answered her
"i gotta go" i added and hung up
i don't want to talk about it. neither mom and dad. no one . i don't wanna talk to anyone. i'm not in my mood today. i will look like a crazy fairwell.
MORNING:
*Ringggg-Ringggg*
"shut up!" i shouted and throw my alarm clock.
school. nothing to do but go to school.
i showered myself in my bathroom and open my closet. i grab feodora stripe long sleevless,white shorts,black peeptoe flats.
i put my hair intoa side braid. then, i put pink lipgloss and i grab my bag.
"i'm going now, mom" i said and go out of the house.
when i arrived at school. i saw harry and the others sitting in their car and laughing.
but stopped when they saw me. harry gave me a concern look and the others look down.
i look at the other way and go in the school.
i go to my locker and get the book that i need.
there, i saw abigail .
"abi?" i said
"taylor? are you angry to me?" she asked
"i'll never be, just upset" i said and laugh
"phew!" she said fakingly
"cool" i said and we drop our bag in our room and hangout in the school.
on our way to the court we saw harry and the boys.
"abigail!" niall shouted
"oh my my" abigail murmured and grab my hand and run
"let's play volleyball?" she asked me excitedly
"sure?" i said and she throw me the ball
