Rachel POV

" Abbbyyyyy! Come on we are gonna be late for school!" I shouted.

"Rach," Abby cocked a hip. "Do you honestly want to go to school?"

"I have nothing better to do" I replied.

"Same. I guess I can just text through class again." Abby chuckled.

As you may have noticed the teachers at our middle school are pretty dumb.

"Hey Rachy weren't mom and dad supposed to be home by now?" Abby questioned. "Yeah they're probably running late"

I thought about what Abbs was saying. Mom and dad never run late. Like NEVER. This is a first. Dad had been kinda hesitant when I asked him questions about this business trip. Mom and dad are both lawyers. But they were never the type of parents that participated in 'Bring your kid to work day!' Our family didnt spend alot of time together like normal families. But my grandpa always said "normal is overrated".

"Hey Abby!" Some kid with a Wierd buzz cut called out. "Hey Taylor launtner wannabe" Abby muttered. I cracked up and doubled over laughing. Even though Abbs was in grade 7, her attitude could easily pass for a hormonal high school sophomore.

"Bye big 'sis'" Abby called out wiggling her fingers as she ran to join her friends.

"Bye Abbs!" I shouted back.

As I turned away from Abby I caught a glimpse of a new face. A new face, staring at my face. I smiled at the boy. He blushed and looked away. Oh well.

"Hey Rach!" Trisha yelled. Trish and I have been friends since 4th grade. A smile spread across my face as I made my way towards her and all the other grade 8's waiting for the doors to open. The first bell rung and the janitor opened the doors. Here's the start of another boring day.

Abby's POV
I walked over to my group of friends. "Hey Abbs! When do your parents come home?" Melanie asked. We call her Mel for short (she hates Melanie). "They were supposed to get home early this morning but they never showed." I sighed. "Don't worry! I'm sure they'll come home soon! They're probably just late!" Crystal cried. Crystal is always so happy and loving. But she is also very klutzy.

The first bell rung and we rushed off to home room.