I walk through the halls of Abigail Adams High School, searching for Lucas. I just got to New York, about an hour ago. The crowded halls make me nervous. I may not find him.
The crowd clears once I get to my locker. The only people in here are two girls, one brunette, and one blonde, and a boy with caramel hair.
I open my locker, only to see that a note pops out.
'Dear Alissa,
I am so excited for you to be going to school with me after all these years of separation. Looking forward to seeing you in class.
-Lucas'
I put away most of the items from my book bag, into my locker. All that's left is a journal, a folder, a pack of sharpened pencils, and a picture of Lucas and I, the day before he left to come here. To New York.
I turn around, only to see one person added to the group of three people that was there when I started unpacking my stuff. Lucas.
"Lucas!" I say as I run straight for him.he grabs onto me, and I jump, landing with my thighs on his hips, and my arms around his neck.
"I missed you so much." He tells me.
"I did too. I couldn't go a second without missing you." I tell him.
I jump off of his hips, and look at the brunette. She just stares at us, like she feels hurt, and runs off.
I look at Lucas with a questioning face, and his is filled with pain. The pain that she may have misunderstood something.
And her misunderstanding is a horrible one.
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The New Girl
FanfictionAlissa Friar is just your average girl from Texas. After the 'incident', she went to New York, and attended Einstein Academy. There, she only made one friend named Isadora Smackle. When she graduated and went to High School, she started attending Ab...
