Me and Her

Abby recently had gotten her hands tied around a thick framed notebook, with a black crover. She got the book on July fourth, her birthday. Her mother got her the book, but didn't know she would use it for the reason's she did. Abby couldn't go longer then a day without writing something in her new notebook, and she always kept at least three all blue and grey pens with her, either tucked in her front, Jean pockets, or cramped into the small pocket on the front side of her backpack, she had since eighth grade.