"I-I'M SO SORRY, I wasn't watching where I was going and-"
"It's okay, really, I wasn't also watching," I said to the frantic girl who was hastily taking out napkins from her small purse to rub off the coffee stain on my tee.
I took the napkins she offered and dabbed the spot with no luck.
"I will just wash it off, it's no biggie," I smiled reassuringly to ease the girl, who seemed to be around my age.
"I'm sorry for that again," she said with a sheepish smile before adding, "Never saw you here before, you new here?"
"Yeah, I am actually. I just live a few blocks from here."
"I'm Mikkie, short for Mikayla," she introduced herself while giving a goofy smile, her hand coming up in motion for a shake.
"Abby," I replied returning the sweet gesture.
She was a petite, cute girl with auburn locks, perfect round cheeks, and her easygoing personality was quite friendly. We talked a bit about the neighborhood and shared similar thoughts about the loose stray dogs. She laughed out wholeheartedly when I told her my fear of cranberry juice earlier. I had a urinary tract infection and dreaded seeing the juice as it reminded me of that awful experience.
''So...if you're new, I'm guessing you didn't start school yet?'' Mikayla asked with her eyebrows shot up as we both sat on a bench to chatter like old two friends who reunited after years.
''I'm actually gonna start tomorrow at BHHS,'' I replied, almost in a whisper. Thinking about tomorrow gave me goosebumps already.
''No way, I also go there!" Mikayla said with a newfound excitement. I furrowed my brows in relief or was plainly flustered at her outburst but soon enough we both found ourselves laughing at the comical coincidence.
''Well, guess tomorrow's not gonna suck after all,'' I sighed as the laughter died down.
''Pfft, don't you worry, it's not really bad at all and look at you, already found a friend,'' Mikayla beamed, mockingly pointing at herself before we giggled at our childish stupidity.
She insisted on picking me up tomorrow to have 'a grand driveway' but after being defeated in the argument, we exchanged phone numbers and got off with the promise that she would meet me in the morning and show me around the campus.
Well, I managed to find a friend without even going to school.
Phew.
I trudged along the street quickly, my stomach growling with increasing hunger. Aunt might be engrossed in her show, the thought calmed me as she becomes frantic when I was out for too long. A high-pitched whimper made me whip my head to face the source.
There stood three men, who were kicking around a puppy. They were clearly drunk and acting loud. Why harass a puppy? I clattered my teeth at the distressing scene. Without more thought, my words echoed in the empty streets,
"Leave the puppy alone!" I voiced my urge before I could think of anything else.
Three heads snapped towards me which gave the poor puppy the chance to run away from more torture.
"What did you say, pretty girl?" One of the drunkards spat.
"I said, leave the puppy alone," I replied, this time meekly, my fight or flight adrenaline coursing. The notorious trio gave off the goon vibe with their obnoxiously huge bellies and nasty tattoos that covered most of their skin. I instantly regretted my decision when I saw them exchange knowing looks and smirking evilly.
"Aww, trying to be a dog's knight in shining armor, tsk, who would be yours when we have some fun-" Another of the stupid drunkards slurred.
I didn't wait for them to finish their displeasing sentence and was already sprinting but that turned out to be futile since I was easily outran by them and roughly pushed to the ground, with the men hovering over me. The grocery bags flew out of my grasp and fell a few feet away, the liquid contents now covering the dry concrete.
A feeling of Déjà vu washed over me as I thought about the puppy.
The men had crazed looks in their eyes which sent a shiver down my spine. My breathing was loud and I thrashed around to let them loosen their grip. I sent out a silent prayer for a siren to somehow be heard but I knew there were no patrols around this area. They inched closer to me, scrutinizing me as if I were a dead meat and the thought disgusted me.
Suddenly, a harsh gale gushed by us throwing the men off of their feet and me shutting my eyes instinctively. Rubbing profusely, I sat up only to see the men running for their dear lives.
Slowly turning around, I thought my prayer was answered and a patrol guard was standing but there stood the silhouette of a guy in a hospital gown.
It was dark but I could just tell. It was the guy from the night before.
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