Wine Red {Original Story - Language Warning}

One:

Abbi groaned as she headed out the door to her highschool, or "hell" as she calls it. She looked up to see the letters, 'Westwood High' up on a piece of metal showing off the school name. Abbi groaned again and walked inside to see the usual. 

Couples kissing, people getting beat up, girls flirting, and so much more. Her school is just as bad as any school. It was much worse than normal, sometimes Abbi contemplates on what the hell happened to make this highschool such a horrible place. The jerks? Popular girls? She never knew really, it was just a clustered mess of whatever.

In the corner of her eye she spots a girl, Maria Kaylen. Oh god that bitch. She was the goddess of the girls and won whatever she wants or wanted. She is so rich no one can even get on her level. Abbi scoffs and turns away to be turned back around by Maria. "Hello, Abbi." She said in her snobby voice.

"Hello, Maria. What the hell do you want?" Abbi hissed at her, Maria giggled and said, "Language honey. Be careful on what you say and do~." And kicked her, making Abbi fall to the ground. Maria and some other girls laugh and walk away from her.

"Well, that's one way in getting that brat away." Abbi growled and kept walking, a bell rang and that meant that it was time for first period. She walked into her first period and sat down in her regular spot, she spotted an unsual animal in the room. He did not look like a rabbit and nobody addressed the unknown dude in the room... weird.

After a few periods of classes the lunch bell rang and Abbi hopped up from her seat and left the class immediately, she saw the same kid. He was in all of her classes, which was extremely rare. Abbi decided to head over to the possibly new kid to ask him how he got in all of her classes or what his name is. 

As she approached him, she touched him to tap on his shoulder but then he dissappeared. "What the hell is going on..?" She whispered to herself, this is weird. 'I think I'm dreaming, if I wake up everything will be okay.' Abbi thought to herself and pinched her arm hard, 'Nope. Not dreaming.' 

She assumed that her mind was messing with her since the lack of sleep she gets. It's obvious, she has bags under her eyes and she is always out of shape. Abbi suffers from depression and anxiety, she always never really slept, she was horrible. Everyone avoids her and secretly she can see why.

Abbi sat down alone and she put her head on the lunch table and groaned. "Why does this always happen. I mean no body cares about me so, who would even think to feed me..." Abbi whined to herself. She kept the same position until the end of lunch and you could see a red mark on the side she was laying on which made her a little awkward.

The day ended soon after and it was cold-ish so she put on a sweatshirt and went outside, a gust of cold air hit her fur and she shivered. Abbi turned around after she reached her neighborhood and that same kid, or whatever it was, was there. She just thought that he or it lived in the same neighborhood. 'Cool, cool.' She thought.

Abbi went into her house and slammed the front door shut. No body was home because of course, her dads at a bar and no body would even notice her even if she broke a leg, her dad would just say that it's nothing and get over it. Her dad was abusive and never cared ever since her mother left to another man, and family.

Her legs ached and tears swelled up in her eyes. Abbi growled and yelled, she ran upstairs to her bedroom and screamed in her pillow, reducing the sound so no body would think that she was getting murdered of anything like that.

'Tomorrows a better and another day. Think positive...' Abbi thought to herself and fell asleep.