"Sorry for your loss." I said as I stood in front of Abigail Adam, the plainest girl throughout Vally High. The only thing that stood out about Abby was her cream colored eyes. They looked like hot chocolate right after you stir it, when the sparkling foam dances around the cup it soon sinks until it's boring old hot chocolate. Yesterday Abby's grandfather, who everyone called Po, Died. Nobody was sorry for Abby though. I watched as Abby nodded her head which made her neon green glasses fall onto the floor, and as Abby scrambled to get them. As she shoved them up onto her nose, I couldn't help but notice a golden locket dangling from her neck. I was about to ask about it, but as soon as i opened my mouth she dashed away. I was surprised by her speed, her legs looked like little tornados and for a second she was so fast her skin started to blend in to the wall. I thought nothing of it, no matter what she did she never stood out. I didn't care because I wasn't her. She seemed to care. She did cheering for our basket ball team. The kicked her out. She signed up for the school play. Someone took her part. She even got expelled for a week. No one cared. She never stood out. Until the last day of school. Abigail Adams took it to far. She was in the news for it, She was even jailed for it. Abby was in jail, forever. FOREVER. Abigail took a knife and murdered her own to parents. The school thought nothing of it. In fact, with Abby gone the school grew louder. It roared with great pride for it's students and every day it grew louder.
