Ok, Chapter 3.. Sorry it took so long to update.. Hope you like it.

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As Abby walked back to the park, she pulled out a cigarette and her lighter from her pocket. She lit the cigarette, brought it to her lips and breathed in. As she neared closer and closer to the park, she began to make out the form of her brother. He was sitting on a bench with his coach and a police officer. The same police officer that had just talked to Abby before. Abby dropped her cigarette, stepped it out, and ran across the field to Eric.

When Abby reached the three she noticed that Eric looked happy. "What's going on?" She asked Eric.

"Officer Morris and I are talking about airplanes." The officer stood up, extended his hand. Abby then shook it hesitantly.

"We talked earlier." Officer Morris stated. Abby nodded. The coach had left now and went back to the team.

"Is mom home?" Eric asked, looking at Abby for a good explanation.

"Yes, she is. She went shopping early and just forgot about your practice. She's sorry." Abby added for good measure. Eric knew that it was a lie, but he went with it. E always went with it.

"What's wrong with her? She mentioned something about medication?" The officer asked Abby.

"Our mother is Bipolar." Abby stated. "But she always takes her meds." Another lie, Eric went with it.

"Alright, well Eric, Abby, it was nice talking with you." Abby nodded slowly.

"Yeah." Eric said. Once the police Officer was out of ear range Eric asked. "So, mom is really home?"

"Yes she is. What the police guy ask you before I got here?"

"Oh, well we talked about soccer and then airplanes, and then you ran across the field like a crazy person." Eric laughed.

"Shut up. I thought that you were in trouble or something"

"Ok, ok, but do I really have to finish practice? I wanna go see mom." Abby wasn't about to give in. "Please Abby?" Eric made a sad face. "Please please please?" He begged.

Abby gave in. "Fine, fine, fine." She said mocking him.

"You're the best!" Eric then ran to tell his coach that he had to leave.

"So I've been told." Abby muttered to herself.

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Eric and Abby walked home in silence and when they reached their block, Eric ran to their house. Abby then pulled out another cigarette. As she smoked it, she noticed a moving truck next door to them. As she walked by the house, she noticed a boy about her age sitting on the front porch. She looked at him carefully. He had brown long hair that fell in front of his eyes. Well, not long, but long for a guy. He had dark brown eyes. He was wearing baggy back pants and a black t-shirt with some vulgar band on it. The shirt definitely accented his muscled chest. Abby smiled at him as she let her cigarette burn in her fingers. Once the boy realized that she had a cigarette, he came running over.

"Hey! Can I have one of those?" He asked smiling at Abby. "I just moved here with my dumb ass dad and I haven't had a chance to buy myself a pack."

"Uhhh yeah." Abby reached into her pocket, offering his a cigarette and her lighter.

"Thanks" He lit the cig and took a puff. "Would it kill you to tell me your name?"

"Oh, Abby, my name is Abby."

"Michael" he said taking Abby's hand and shaking it. "How old are you Abby?"

"I'm 15"

"15 and smoking?" He gave her a playful smile.

"How old are you?" Abby liked his playful ways.

"17" He announced almost proudly. "But I bet I'll be in a lost of your classes at school, I seem to fail a lot." He took another puff of his cigarette as Abby did hers.

"I guess you will." On the outside, Abby seemed the type to slack off, but she did well in school. It was one of her secret goals to finish school and become a doctor.

"Well, I hafta help my dad unpack." He threw his cig to the ground and stomped it out. "Look for me at school?"

"Ok." Abby watched as he ran off, she sighed and walked back into the house. For the first time in her life, she had a crush.

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Years later...

"So, I read somewhere in a book that everyone remembers the whole day leading up to when they meet their first boyfriend or girlfriend." Susan said as her and Abby sat in Doc's drinking coffee.

"Where do you get these weird books Susan?" Abby asked, taking a sip of her coffee.

"No, honestly, its true. I remember mine."

"Yes, well you would"

"Come on Abby!"

"Come on what?"

"Do you remember the day you met your first boyfriend?"

"No I don't think that I remember." Abby said, taking another sip of her coffee.

"Ok fine." Susan gives up, or does she. "So, do you remember the first time you met Carter?"

"Susan, it was only about three years ago."

"That wasn't my question."

"Yes, of course I remember the first time I met Carter."

"So what was his name?" Susan smiled.

"What?"

"Your first boyfriend?"

"Uhhh, I don't know, Michael something."

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Ok so what do you think? I was thinking of ending it there.. But I could go on.. There are a lot of different ways I could go with this. Michael could come to the ER, or I could go back to the past.. Tell me what you think.