High School Abby

Chapter two

Abby POV.

I prepared early today. The principal has called my mum and asked her to bring me to school saying she had a test for me.

I was kinda surprised that the school had admitted me. I was happy also that I didn't cause my parents any trouble. So I got ready, wearing a dark blue cotton shirt and an equally dark blue wool trouser. My long flowing hair was styled and packed in a ponytail at the back, and I was stunning. I put on a black cross bag and white Nike Snickers. I was looking sporty and good to go. I ate breakfast with the rest of the family and followed mum outside to our red car. It was a Toyota Matrix. getting into the front passenger's seat I waited for my mum to start the car. She did. "Don't mess this up Abby". I nodded my head. The car pick up pace down the street and into the main road. The high school. Rugen high School was a 7 minute ride from my house. In the event of no hold up. I arrived pretty early. My mother repeated her words to me "don't mess this up". I walked in alongside my mother. We soon reached the reception together. I saw the receptionist, a fun man. If I was correct I remember his name being Mr Akun. He smiled upon seeing us. "Good day, Mrs Tri, Good day Abby looking splendid as always'' He greeted us simultaneously. We returned his greetings well and he led us to the Head teacher's office. The Receptionist/secretary knocked on the door and a voice said come in. I got in to see a good looking woman with a braided purple hair. She was wearing a tight fitting blouse and a trouser. "WOW. You are looking good ladies'' she commented.

" Not looking bad yourself Mrs Mary. You look adorable". The pleasantries were exchanged.

I was made to sit out their meeting in the reception. It took a while and I was wondering why I was even here in the first place. I started trying to do things that would make me feel good, atleast to escape the boredom of sitting all by myself. After a while the environment gave nothing more than oxygen for entertainment. Soon my mum came back and muttered a few words under her breath. Not too loud, but loud enough for me to know she was urging me not to mess up. "Huh" I heaved a sigh in disbelief. Then it registered.

Wait? Why is she leaving me?

Before I could fathom what was happening she had left. I returned to the sit. Now what? Was I going to attend these lessons? No! Urgh! My next thought was interrupted by a huge shadow blocking the sunlight from entering the reception. I turned to look at the entity. It was a tall, tan boy, about 17 or so but had a young face. Looks could be deceiving. I had seen him somewhere before but I wasn't really familiar with him. I turned around to face the other side before he could catch my stare. A prickly sensation overcame my being as I felt his gaze rest on me. But then the one Question my brain kept asking was "Who is this boy...?"