Kids In Love Chapter one "Abi, can u tell me a story?" Abigail's younger sister said as she tucked her in. "This is your excuse to stay up late.... Oh well. What kind of story?" Her sister sighed and looked down at her feet. "Hmm, I think I'm old enough for a love story" Abigail raised her eyebrows. "Once upon a time there was a princess and-" by then her sister cut her off "I meant a REAL love story" Abigail rolled her eyes. "Once upon a time a girl decided to tell her love story and that girl is me so hear we go, once upon a time there was a girl, not just any girl, a unique girl, a special girl, but guess what? She never new that. Why? Well, because the world she lived in was cruel and never thought to tell her that. And if the world wanted to see her as a dumb and ignorant teenager that's what she'd be, they wanted her to be a slave? Oh yes. So she decided to be a slave, that had to bend to everyone else's rules. Why all this? It's just because she wasn't the same as them. She had a special difference a difference that the world called a sickness. And that 'sickness' let her imagination take control of her. But in the worlds way of explaining it, the so called sickness led her to imagine things in her head and let her think that it was real. But honestly that sickness was the only reason she could've been happy living in a world with the dumbass people who would constantly complain and insult at every action she took. Amazing right? Well that sickness was how she learned about her love. Well I'll tell u the rest in the next chapter ok? Now come on time to sleep" she smiled and tucked her sister in and hummed quietly as she waited for her to fall asleep.

Broken Again Chapter 7 In the end, no matter how much we don't believe it, who or what we think about the most are the only things that really matter in our minds. Nothing else. If we truly cared about it we would've given it thought. In this case, Abigail lost interest of all other thinks except happiness, an emotion she hadn't felt in many years. One which she just discovered, or so she thought. And the person who introduced it to her, was right beside her. An angel in her eyes. "Hey, again" Nick looked at her and smiled. Before she could respond, she was interrupted. "What are you doing?" Sara looked at Abigail in disgust, "I'm busy" Sarah looked around with a confused face, as Abigail talked to Nick. She noticed Sarah staring at her in disgust, until eventually she ran away. She looked at Nick. "What's wrong with her?" Suddenly he look worried, no, angry.... Disturbed. Then after a minute of silence he shot her a quick smile. He slowly uttered 3 single words. " I Love You"

Broken Again Chapter 6 The spark in his eyes were the like fireworks flowing through the night sky. Abigail wasn't paying attention to his words, she was listening to his voice as if she was listening to his thoughts. She thought of Nick as a sort of light, a guide away from the darkness. She looked him in the eye one last time before she got off the bus. For the first time in 17 long years, a smile spread across her face, a smile showing a mixture of feelings. A smile that said she was in love. And as she walked into her first class, she stared feeling different, a good different. She wasn't behaving like herself, but in a good way. She started playing with her black-brown hair, Biting her pinkish lips, blushing? No, that's not what she'd do. Was it? "Abigail Winters" back in the real world her first class teacher repeatedly called her name to no reply. "Huh" she shook her head. Everyone staring right at her. "Sorry" she looked down at her feet. "What's wrong? Forgot you're name" a blonde girl dressed in bright pink said as everyone else laughed. Abigail rolled her eyes. "Was it that or you just can't talk?" Her remark meant nothing to her. Her purpose for reply wasn't needed. She simply looked the girl head to toe and laughed. Of Course this being a typical popular girl, she was easily irritated by Abigail. "What's your name? I love your outfit" she said sarcastically. "Sarah, and please this is no worse than the rags you wear" she squeaked and turned her back on her. Abigail looked down at her faded jeans and black tank top. "How dumb" she muttered under her breath as she faded back to her imaginary world. "Oh wow, now I'm daydreaming too" she thought. Oh well. What's stoping her?

Broken Again Chapter 5 Abigail grabbed her backpack and rushed outside to catch her school bus. Most girls in her situation would use this as a second chance to change what people would think of her. But she considered herself a lost cause. She looked around the bus and and chose the front seat. She rested her back against the seat. She knew something would go wrong, one way or another. After a few stops, she turned to see a familiar guy get on the bus. He looked around and sat next to her. He had dark brown eyes and pitch black thick hair. She had no idea who he was. But he seemed so familiar. She suddenly had an urge to talk to him, to start a conversation. The only thing she could say was "hi". He turned around and smiled. "Hey, I'm Nick. You're the new kid right" even his voice felt familiar as if she'd heard it in her head somewhere. "Ya I'm Abigail, you can call me Abi" She felt strange taking to him somehow. The more she talked to him the stranger she felt. She soon noticed people staring at her. Without much thought she continued with there conversation. It seemed as though she was happy, overjoyed, to hear his voice. Every moment of it, every second he heard his voice, she could only look at his eyes. They reminded her of the night sky.

Broken Again Chapter 4 The sounds of the loud city traffic had faded. Abigail opened her eyes and stood up straight in her seat. Her mother had still been asleep. She looked out the window to see an unfamiliar scene. The roads weren't narrow and crowded with traffic like it was in the city. It was quite and the roads were large. There was barely any vehicles at all. It was so peaceful outside, as she looked up she saw a beautiful night sky. She recalled the sky's in the city, tall buildings towered, she could barely see a thing. But here it was so different, so many stars and a glowing full moon. The town was dark on its own but the stars lit it up. She was so amused to see this, a sight she had just experienced. It was so calm and comforting. Eventually the bus came to a stop. Abigail climbed off with her mother. She somehow thought it wouldn't be so bad after all. They walked to there building. It was very different, the buildings all looked the same each with 4 floors each in the same colour. The only difference were the numbers. She turned and spotted hers. They were living on the top floor, she ran up the stairs. Waiting for her mother to open the door. As she turned the key Abigail rushed in. It was empty but rather large. " so much space" she said to herself. Obviously her first priority was to pick out her room. She chose the smaller one with the big windows. She did this as she could see what she loved the most, the stars. There wasn't furniture at the time. So her mother handed her a blanket so she could sleep on the floor. This she didn't mind without more in mind she lay the blanket in the floor and fell asleep as soon as she lay there in front of the stars.