~ ABBY'S POV ~
Ugh, school. This is the last place I will ever want to be at. These girls disgust me.
They judge of looks and not of personality. I may do that sometimes, but these girls do it ALL the time. It makes no sense! Shit, it's 6:30. I better get up.
I got out of bed and took a shower. I hate school uniforms. Plaid skirt, black flats, and gray polo. Yuck. This school stinks, ever since my mom and I moved to Chicago, my life's been H O R R I B L E. I miss all my other friends in Seattle. I still don't get why my mom wanted to move. I know for sure it wasn't because of my dad nor a job. By the time I was done getting ready, I hurried downstairs to eat breakfast. I found a note stuck on the fridge
Went to a job interview, honey. I'll be back later at 8pm. Eat when you get home from school, ok? Love you, sorry I wasn't there in the morning.
Great, now I have to stay home all alone again. She's been doing for about the whole time since we moved to Chicago! But I have to get used to it.
I walked on over to school, yuck. Let's see what this day brings us.
