Angel Oak

Two

"Abby, over here!"

"Abby, come on, we're gonna be late!"

"Abby, what's the theme for prom this year?"

Voices shouted from left and right as Abigail walked through the halls of her high school. Her hands were balled into fists inside her sweatshirt pocket. She disliked the spring, mainly because of the fact of one word. Prom. She had been running the prom committee for three years now and each year, the girls got more ruthless. She had a backbone and wasn't afraid of them, but she did get tired of the same questions that lasted for weeks on end.

She glanced away from the girls calling out to her and walked towards her locker at the end of the hall. Lucky number 444. She had a weird thing about numbers and what their meanings were. Every time she came to her locker, she said a little thank you. The numbers 444 if seen in a row meant protection. That the universe and spiritual guides were protecting her, and she made it a point to always say thanks, for she was a firm believer in the good and the bad in the world.

"Abby, my beautiful best friend. I have a question for you about the math homework since you're a nerd." Lauren, her one and an only female friend. She walked into Abigail's life at the prime age of thirteen when her parents moved from Oregon to Pennsylvania. They were now seventeen and had been joined at the hip ever since.

"Which question was it? I actually had to ask Lucifer for help on a few because even I didn't understand some of them." Abigail mentioned Lucifer and it made her shiver. She hadn't seen him in person in almost four years. Unless Skyping or FaceTime counted. She knew he was off at college somewhere in Europe.

"Lucifer, aye? When does he come back home? The man is a god, I cannot wait to see those muscles of his again. Oh, it was also questioned, six." Lauren's voice squeaked at the mention of Lucifer. She had walked in on him changing in Abigail's room once when the had gone swimming at her house and since then she couldn't forget the way his back muscles rippled as he pulled his shirt off. Abigail laughed at her. She remembered that day clearly.

"I'm not sure when he comes back, but you'll have plenty of time to eye rape my best friend. The answer is negative four pi over three minus two thirds. He had to help me with that one." Lauren quickly wrote down the answer when they sat down at their seats before turning back to talk more about Lucifer.

"Thank you. Now you mean to tell me, you don't ogle him?" Abigail shook her head. Her eyes focused on the charm bracelet he gave to her before he left. Lauren followed her eyes and smiled to herself. She knew the true answer but would let Abigail deny it if she pleased. She knew Abigail ogled him. How could she not? The man was sex on legs.

"No, I mean yes. I don't know. I know he is very handsome. And very well, fit, but I never went out of my way to drool over him. I never had to. He was always around me that I had all the time in the world to stare if I wanted to or not. Besides that, I'm just plain old Abigail Mayes. He's Lucifer Ace. He's wealthy, handsome, smart, feared, I could go on. I have nothing to even offer him except maybe my love?" She frowned. Lauren shook her head. She's known Abigail for five years and Lucifer for one. Even if they were only thirteen when she knew him and he was the fine age of seventeen, it wasn't hard to see that Lucifer absolutely loved her. She wasn't going to tell her that though. It wasn't her business until she felt fit to butt her way in.

"Whatever you say, Abby. I think that's all he wants from you. Anyway, have you seen Thomas? He was supposed to meet us at your locker before class, but I haven't seen him." Abigail looked up towards the door just as Thomas came running in. It was like his ears were ringing, knowing they were talking about him. He sat behind Abigail and dropped his bag on the ground in a heap.