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Can There Be A Second Chance For Love?

A/N: I Hate To Say This, But This Story Is Ending & Soon! I Have The Last Chapters Written Up Already & Ready To Post Once I Get The Views, Votes & Comments I Want!!!

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A couple week to a couple months have passed since the treacherous night. I mean it probably didn’t seem all that bad, but with past situations, it got to me. I don’t understand how all of this winded up like this. What is it that keeps going wrong, where I end up either crying in Trey’s arms or awfully devastated? The thought that I could possibly have a tremendous amount of bad luck when it came to love was plastered inside my mind and I was defiantly starting to believe it!

I currently sat in the third row, closest to the door, in American Literature Honors. I’ve always given my best when it came to school, even with all the sports I participated in. Speaking of wish it was about time for basketball season to come around. I was starting to doubt if this school even had sports for the girls. I contemplating the thought of trying out for basketball when I was lured from the notes I was taking as the boring movie played, to this utterly familiar face.

??- Hey, do you remember me? He whispered.

Abby- Uhh, am I supposed to? I asked.

??- I’m uhh the guy who helped you find your locker, when you first started.

My brain stepped back into the past as the memory of his face was quite unclear. My mind searched through the memories of my first day at SV. The memory of him was pretty vague.

A/N: Italic is her past thoughts and her narrating her moves & bold is what she’s currently thinking.

I remembered walking around the school a couple of times and knowing for a fact it was much bigger than Lumis. I admit I was and looked a bit lost and a guy, who had noticed me walked by him three times, looking lost, stopped me. That must be him. I said in thought.

I tried to remember the details of our encounter.

Random Guy- Looking for something? He questioned.

Abby- Uhm I’m looking for my locker. I answered.

He took my schedule out of hand locating the spot that listed the locker number. He was pretty cute. I glanced at him occasionally, but that’s about it I knew where my place was and it was happily with Tristan. Yeah, not so much now.

Random Guy- How about I help you, so you can stop wondering?

Abby-T- that would be greatly appreciated. I admitted.

He guided me up to a few steps away from my locker.

Random Guy- Its uhh right over there. He said pointing at a locker.

Abby- Thanks. I said flashing a smile.

He smiled back and walked away.

I drifted back into reality. I turned my head so that it looked over my right shoulder. He sat one seat behind me in the row to the right of mine.

Abby- I remember now, and what was your name again? I said giving a smile.

??-Drew. He answered.