So I'm rewriting my story, if you wanna review I don't mind. But please just be nice, that'd be great! :)

Abby's POV

Hello everybody, my name is Abigail Elizabeth Hall, but mostly everyone just call me Abby. I live Venice California with my father, Eric Hall. He is not the nicest man. Let me tell you why, it all started when I was only 4 years old when my wonderful beautiful mother died of illness and he blamed me for her death. How does a small but innocent child make her mother die? I am also being bullied at school, epically by this girl name Dana Tran who I really dislike since the 4th grade. So as you can see, this is my sucky life. I'm so glad this year is my Senior year, which means GRADUATIONS AND COLLEGE! Anyway, I am on the bleacher crying my eyes out because of course Dana bullied me once again, I just WISH I could get away from this nightmare and be happy again! Just then I saw 5 shadow figures standing above me. Oh no dear God, why me!? "Hey um you ok darling?" I looked up to see a boy around my age, he had black raven hair, wearing a white T-shirt with a leather jacket on, who might've been a greaser. I tried not to look scared but I think I failed.

"Hey you don't have to be scared of us." Another greaser wearing blue T-Shirt with the same leather jacket, said to me. "We ain't gonna hurt ya."

I looked down trying to stay calm.

"Um...can we...can we ask you something, why you're sitting here crying?" A blond boy asked me.

I looked up at him, he had a anglic face and dark brown eyes.

"Because she's a loser guys!" We looked over to see Dana and her "Brats".

I looked down trying to stop the tears forming in my eyes, but what really shocked me is how they defended for me!

"Hey, how about you girls go screw around with other low-life creeps!" The raven hair boy yelled.

"Yeah!" The cubby boy yelled in agreements.

"Whatever, later loser Hall!" Dana yelled as she and her "Brats" walked off laughing.

"Don't listen to them." I looked up at the skinny boy with dark brown hair, he also has an anglic face as well. "They're just dumb bimbos."

All sudden I felt a gentle hand touch my back, I tried not to flinch because they seems so nice me. But aren't they, you know, bad boys and why are they being so nice to me? Is this a trick! Oh please help me dear Lord!

"Hey, what's your name?" The raven hair boy asked me.

"I-I'm-m Abigail Hall, but people just mostly call me Abby for short." I told him.

"Abby." He said. "I like that name."

I smiled a little.

"Thanks." I said.

"You're welcome." He smiled back. "I'm Danny Zuko and these are my buddies Kenickie Murdoch, Sonny LaTierri, Doody Del Fuego and Putzie Jacobs."

"It is a pleasure to meet you." Kenickie said kissing my hand.

"I-it n-nice to meet you boys as well." I said quietly.

They smiled warmly at me...wait, Danny Zuko...the leader of the T-Birds...and Kenickie, Sonny, Doody and Putzie?

"A-are you guys the T-Birds?" I asked them.

"Yes we are." Doody said smiling at me.

"Oh." All I could said, but I had to ask! "Don't mean to sound rude, but why are you guys talking to me? Are you guys like bad boys and cool?" I asked them, feeling a pit in my stomach.

"Abby, yes we are the T-Birds." Danny replied.

"And cool." Sonny added.

I chuckled inside.

"But...to be honest, we really don't care what kind of girls we talk to...for instint, my girl Sandy Olsson...the love of my life, she is sweet and innocent." He added.

"So...you guys like nice girls too?" I asked confused.

"I think girls like you are adorable." Putzie said holding my hand.

Again, I smiled inside...could this be a sign? A sign where I can be saved!