Elemental

Prologue

Hey guys! (Anything in bold is an author's note.) This is just a little prolouge, the real storyline will start in the next chapter. It's just to get you interested in the story. Also,  I'm having a bit of trouble with the spacing, so yeah. You don't have to bother with reading the crummy description, so on to the chapter! Oh, also Abby is above. 👍🏻

Prologue to the prologue:

Serena's POV

It was breakfast, and Abby was sniffing a large chocolate chip cookie in delight at having bought such a scrumptious thing from the school cafeteria. My stomach grumbled and I knew exactly what I had to do.

To the chapter:

Serena's POV

"Serena," Abby stated blandly and shot me a look. "Yes?" I asked sweetly, standing on the tips of my toes. Abby looked at my red converse in distaste. "You don't actually think I'm going to let you get away with what you've done."
I pouted, rocking back on my heels. "But-" Abby narrowed her eyes. "Three." "Abby, please, don't do this!" I cried, lifting my hands up to protect me.
"Two," she stated, cracking her knuckles. "Come on, it was just a cookie!" I begged.
"One." Abby's green-eyed gaze met my own blue-eyed one and sent shivers down my spine. "You better start running," was all she said. Her golden blonde hair bobbed; the only indication of her lunging at me.
I ducked out of her reach, her slightly tanned hand grasping empty air.
And then I was off. Racing through the hallways and past classrooms, I evaded Abby's wrath.
"It was just a cookie!" I shouted over my shoulder. "It was mine, and you ate it!" Abby yelled, running after me in her black boots.
Haha I have the advantage! Go ahead and chase me, but my footwear will ultimately lead me to victory!
I felt a hand grasp at my light blonde locks, and I swear my heart skipped a beat. "Abby no!" I yelled, struggling in her grip on my hair.
"You shouldn't have eaten my cookie!" I slumped in her grip and that's when she knew she was victorious. "Come on, Abbs, it was just a-" "It wasn't just a a cookie!" She screeched.
"I'll make you one later in Home ec.!" I pleaded for Abby's mercy.
She released her grip on my hair and I sprawled out on the floor. "Note to self: never eat Abby's cookie."
Abby clasped her hands behind her back and graciously stepped over me. "See you in Home ec.!" I called to her retreating figure.

Later in home ec...

"Abby, be chill. Take a chill pill. Chillax."
Abby responded with a glare. With her hands on her hips and an annoyed expression, she repeated,"Where's my cookie?"
"Wow, still peeved at that? Well, okay. Umm... Here," I said, handing her plan B. A.K.A. a fake cookie. She beamed. "Why, thank you!" And then she took a big bite.
Three...
Two...
"What the hell?!" Abby cried and spit it out. "That was plastic! I could have chipped a tooth!"
"Oh, Abbster, don't you know I never repay debts?" I asked rhetorically, patting her head. She looked absolutely livid.
Yep, time to run.

Later that day...

"Abby..." I trailed off. It was lunch and she was ignoring me, even though I sat at our regular table. "You gave me a plastic cookie," she stated coldly. I shrugged. "You never specified that it had to be an edible cookie." Abby's burning glare made me stop talking, and we finished lunch in silence.
"Note to self: Abby only likes edible cookies," I muttered, casting a sideways glance in her direction.

Even later that day...

Abby stood in front of me with her backpack slung over her shoulder and a quivering lip. "Se-Serena?" she whimpered, obviously being fake.
"Yes?" I inquired, walking over to her.  
She sniffled. "You really hurt my feelings when you ate my cookie and then gave me a plastic one."
I mentally face-palmed. Of course! Why hadn't I seen it before! She was doing her five stages of anger.
Stage 1: Brute force: she gets angry and chases you. She will hurt you. The only way to escape is to apologize or offer something in return for what you've done. (Not being the apologetic type, I usually opt for the latter to save my face.)
Stage 2: Accepting: she will accept the apology or whatever you give for your wrong. Do NOT screw it up like I did or you will surely die. I can only get away with it because I'm her bestie.
Stage 3: Cold shoulder: she will do her best to ignore you but if she has to communicate she will either glare or say something nasty.
Stage 4: Guilt trip: ah, yes, what we are currently on. She will act heartbroken and make you guilty, so then you apologize or make restitution.
Stage 5: Acceptance: not to be confused with "accepting". This is where she gets over whatever she was mad about and life continues.
Oh, yes. So predictable.
"I'm not going to apologize," I told Abby, briskly walking past her.
It was then that Abby decided to throw herself down on the floor and cry dramatically.
"Not gonna happen!" I called over my shoulder as I set myself on the path to home. Usually Abby would walk with me, but she was currently... Indisposed.
Serena: 1
Abby: 0

A bit later...

"Iforgiveyou," Abby huffed. "You what?" I asked, cupping my hands to my ears to amplify the sound.
"I forgive you," she huffed again, even though I totally did not deserve it. I was a total ass at heart. I told her so before enveloping her in a hug.
As it has always been in our friendship, we got over our little arguments and moved on. But we didn't just move on, we moved on together.

Aww! What a cute ending to the prologue. I will see ya later, when I release the first chapter! Thanks for readin', bai!