Okay this is my new story but I'm not sure on a lot of things yet just like I said on my profile. So I need your help deciding on some stuff like 1. The story title, I cant come up with anything. 2. Brad's name was originally Gerad so tell me if you want that or any other name. 3. Her parents job 4. should I make Scott kind of geeky or not? 5. should I have guys in Abigail's group or not 6. When she becomes friends with Scott does he hang out with her group or just Abigail? 7. Should her fathers name stay James? 8. Her school name because I keep thinking Middleton/Middlington so I used Middlington since I couldn't think of anything else.
So please think about that long list of things as you read the story and tell me what you think in your review! I would really appreciate it if you took the two seconds to review.
A New Kind of Life: The Abigail Winton Story
Chapter 1
I hurried out the front door, waving a quick goodbye to my parents.
"Hey, guys!" I yelled running up to my group of friends as I arrived at school.
I sighed. Middlington High School, one of the best schools I've been to. Everything here was so cool. I had an awesome group of friends, I'm fairly popular, my teachers love me, I'm captain of the cheerleading team, and my grades couldn't be better. Perfect life right? Well at least it was it's not that I don't like my life now its just not the same but you'll learn about that later. Me and my family move around a lot and I've always had to change schools and friends numerous time. But now that's changed we've been here for two years longer than we've ever been in one place and dad says were staying here.
We began to walk inside when I spotted a guy I had never seen before, he had black hair, blue eyes, blue jeans and a coat on.
"Who's that?" I asked out of curiosity.
My girlfriends turned their heads trying to spot who I was asking about.
"Oh, that's Scott Matthews, he's a transfer."
"In the middle of the year?"
"Yeah, the rumor going around is that he was kicked out for fighting on campus at his old school no one's proved it though." Cassandra told me.
"Why, you got the hots for him?" Krystal teased.
"No!" I denied.
We stopped talking when we heard the bell ring and I forgot all thoughts about Scott.
I rushed to class desperate to get there on time, I took a detour at the bathroom and I must have taken to long. I entered the class room to find everyone sitting at there desks and Mrs. Appleton already teaching. Crap! I thought. I was only late once at the beginning of the year.
"Miss Winton could you please take your seat?" Mrs. Appleton told me slightly upset at my late entrance.
"Yes, sorry I'm late," I told her.
I had worked on my math assignment till three am last night because I had a project due the next day so I decided to tape the class for later reference since I was so tired and couldn't pay attention very well. I basically dozed for the rest of class hoping to not be called on for answer to a math equation. Except for when I turned my paper in during the middle part of the class. My friend Brittany was my only friend in this math class since it was an advanced class.
The rest of my day was pretty uneventful until my last class, and I didn't have cheer practice today. It was in English that I first met Scott Matthews. He seemed quite nice but he was really quiet. I walked into class and sat down I was a about a minute early and a couple people were still not in class. Then Scott walked in and took a seat beside me as Mrs. Ellewood walked into the room and made him introduce himself for what I assumed was the fiftieth time today.
He began an introduction which I'm also sure he was tired of giving, "my name is Scott Matthew, I'm from Washington, and I'm really enjoying Middlington."
And with that she began her lesson. It was normal at first, Mrs. Ellewood was pretty strict and she wouldn't tolerate whispering or passing notes so no one dared to try it. But we finished our lesson early and she let us hang out at the end and talk. It was then that Scott approached me. I cant really say it was strange I guess but it definitely was the start of something big that I didn't even see coming and apparently neither did Scott.
"Hey your Abigail, right?" he asked questioningly.
"Yeah," I replied.
I decided to try to keep the conversation going as he seemed like a really cool guy.
"So what was you old school like?"
"It was good I miss my best friend though, I move a lot because of my dads work."
I guess we had more in common then I thought.
"Really, I had to do the same thing my dad has to move because of work, I've changed schools about eight times," I told him.
"Yeah, I guess sometimes you just have to kind of go with stuff even if you don't want to."
"My dad says this is going to be our last real move for a while," Scott said. I was kind of surprised that our situations were so similar.
"Wow, me too, I've been here two years this is supposed to be our last move, and I'm loving it."
"That's cool I guess we're in really similar situations then."
I decided I really liked Scott in those minutes that we talked he seemed like he could be a really good friend but I didn't know how my other friends would react to that. Class ended as did our conversation but I now knew a little more about Scott which was cool.
School ended and I walked back home to Sherwood Ave. anxious to have a small nap to help my fatigue. I reached home and walked through the front door setting my backpack on the leather sofa.
"Welcome home, sweetie," my mom greeted me.
My mom, Lisa Winton and I are very close her and I have always had a strong bond. My mom happens to be a . And though my dad, James Winton, and I aren't quite as close as me and my mom I still love him very much. My dad works on computers for a company he never really explains why we have to move though. I assumed my dad was downstairs doing something. My dad was always kind of a mystery to me, he also never really talked about his earlier years before him and mom were married he was always tight lipped about the subject and would always shut me out when I asked. And then besides my parents there's my bratty older brother Brad. I love him a lot but sometimes he can really get on my nerves. We kind of have an on-off relationship, one minute will be super close and the next we'll be at each others throat, but we both love each other and we know that.
"Thanks, mom," I said
I walked up to my room and laid down on my big violet bedspread. I cant take a long nap, I thought to myself, I have to do homework.
"Hey, Brat," that was obviously Brad barging in my room.
"I could have been changing," I told him with anger apparent in my voice.
"Whatever, did you take any of my CD's?"
"Why would I take your stupid CD's when I have my own?"
"I don't know, did you take them or not?"
"No, Brad, now get out of my room I'm trying to sleep," I told him.
"Whatever," he finally left the room.
I was again left with my thoughts and they began to wander from homework to Scott, I really hope we can be friends I don't have many guy friends but Scott seemed like he would be a good friend, one you could count on. I then fell asleep dreaming of our next conversation.
Sorry it's so short Ill update soon. So I hope you like it. please review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
