The New boy part #9
Most of the summer had passed. Abby would be starting her junior year in less than a week, and without Harry.. She had yet to receive a text from him, which killed her each and everyday. She had stumbled into a depression and her parents couldn't seem to bring her back up from it. She spent most days alone, locked in her room writing songs and playing the guitar. She had hoped one day she'd be famous. She saw no hope though. She couldn't bear the thought of being rejected so she didn't bother trying to make it big. But the thing that ran through her minds most, was, Does he ever think of me? Think of all the great times we had, think of how I was his one and only, and how we were inseparable? Does it ever cross his mind that I was the first person he met in our little town, and the last he saw? Does he ever think of how depressed his absence made me. She just wanted an answer to her questions. She wondered why she had yet to receive any sign that he had made it to Holmes Chapel. She wondered quite often. Why her...
