Thanks for the reviews! I'm not sure where the story will go yet. Ryan/Abby or Seth/Abby, but I know it will be one or the other. If you want, tell me which one you would like to see! That might make it easier.

Disclaimer: Sorry I forgot one for last chapter. I do not own anything to do with The O.C. I do own Abby Harris though, but not the rest. What a shame. I'de be rich by now.

Abby Harris walked into the guestroom at the Cohen's house. Earlier that day Kirsten had taken her bags up there and told her to go register at the school. Now, Abby had to unpack, which was her least favorite thing to do.

She still couldn't believe that this is where Ryan Atwood ended up, Newport, California. The place where she was born and raised till about the age of 8 when her father had moved jobs to a town on the outskirts of Chino. That was when she met Ryan. She had been taking a stroll down the street with her mother when a boy with sandy brown hair came charging down the sidewalk on his Power Ranger bike.

Abby, at the time, thought it was lame for a eight year-old boy to still like power rangers but then again she had still been pretty fond of her Barbie's. So, it was a fair trade and the discussion that made them instant friends. Nobody thought though that the boy from a poor roughed up family would be a friend with a rich daddy's girl. That's what they called her. Daddy's girl. Except Ryan, he knew the real her.

If the other kids had known what kind of life she had at home maybe they wouldn't have teased her so much. Her father was always consumed in his work and was soon slowly losing money for his company. He resorted to drinking. One year he even missed Christmas because he was at the bar rather than at home where he should have been.

When her mother got sick about one year and a half ago her father stopped drinking and tried to be the best he could. He really wanted to support his family and Abby had respected him for trying to get his life in order.

Abby's thought were cut off when she heard a small rap on her door. It was Ryan.

"Hey," she said unzipping her first suitcase, "I was just starting to unpack. You wanna help?"

"Sure," he replied.

They both unfolded clothes and trinkets silently for about 20 minutes. Abby wanted to talk to him but she wasn't sure of what to say. That afternoon had been great. He had showed her around the school and she had signed up for classes, but when they had returned back to the Cohen's house everything got weird. Both of them just didn't seem to know what to say. Seth was no help either; he still refused to talk to her.

"So, can I ask you a question?" Ryan said.

Abby almost jumped at the sound of his voice.

"Um sure," She replied.

"When did it happen?" he asked, "your mother?"

"Right after you left," Abby said. She could feel a lump start to form in her throat.

"I'm really sorry Abby. If I knew I would have tried to come back," Ryan said.

The look her gave her told her that he was being honest. She had to admit that she had been angry with him for not being there. Only for a little while though, just to help her get through the hard times.

"It's ok. It was hard, but I got through," Abby said placing her model horse on top of the dresser.

They were both back to silence as Abby finished emptying her bags.

"I can finish this myself Ryan," she said.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yeah, Tell Kirsten I'll be down for dinner in a little while," Abby said.

Ryan gave her a nod and left the room. As soon as he was gone she shut the door and sat down at the foot of the bed. With Seth mad at her for no apparent reason, Ryan not able to talk to her, and Kirsten putting on a happy smile just to make her feel welcome, Abby knew dinner was going to be one heck of a ride.

Ryan looked across the table at the empty seat. Abby hadn't come down yet for dinner. The unpacking ordeal had been very awkward. He didn't really know what to say to her anymore. He hadn't seen her in over a year, so was it a crime that he couldn't talk to one of his best friends?

"So Ryan, Seth tells me that you know Abby," Sandy said breaking the silence that had consumed the table for the last fifteen minutes.

"Yeah, when she moved away from here she moved to Chino. Well, right next to Chino," Ryan answered.

"That's great. So, now things won't be very awkward," Kirsten said smiling.

"Are you kidding? It's awkward now," Seth said picking at his food.

Both Kirsten and Sandy chose to ignore that remark.

"Seth, how was your day," Kirsten asked.

"Can I lie and say it was great." Seth asked.

"No," Kirsten said giving him a smile

"Well, Summer still won't talk to me plus she has a new boyfriend and my used to be best friend is back and I believe I have said a total of maybe 4 words to her," Seth said.

"It was more than that,"

Ryan turned and saw Abby walk into the kitchen and sit down at the table.

"Well maybe six words," Seth said not looking at her.

"I believe it was over ten. I also believe you never actually told me hello and that you said you couldn't talk to me right now. I'm still not very certain of that one though, I thought I had left on good term, but maybe I was mistaken," Abby said cutting into the steak.

Ryan watched as the exchange between Abby and Seth continued. It was going to be a great year.

Seth glared over at Abby. Apparently she didn't care about what he was thinking. Only herself. It was always her or that's the way it used to be.

"Do you want me to apologize for not wanting to talk to you because I believe I have a reason," Seth said

"No, you do not have to apologize. Your reason would be appreciated though because I still have no idea what you're mad at me about," Abby said glaring back over at him.

"CBA," Seth announced.

"What's CBA?" Ryan asked.

"Comic Book Association. It was a club Seth and Abby made up when they were six," Sandy said giving a chuckle.

"Could they even read then?" Ryan asked.

Seth listened to his parents and Ryan but never took his eyes off Abby.

"You're made at me over the Comic Book Association?" Abby asked

Seth could she that there was a small snicker on her face.

"Not the club, but what you were during the time of that club," Seth said.

"I don't understand," Abby said giving him a questioning look.

Seth sighed and started explaining.

"I was the one who made up that club. You were just keen on the idea and joined," Seth said.

"I was the only other member Seth," Abby butted in.

"That's not the point. You tried to take over. You spread your evil little charm and convinced me that you knew more about all the superheroes. You tried to take over the reins and make me look like the idiot. Like your doing now. Stepping all over the little man to get your way. And who's the little man? Me. It's always been me." Seth said.

He got up from the table and quickly left the room. He didn't need to explain himself to her. She was the one who left. Not him. She should be explaining herself.

Abby looked at the doorway in disbelief.

"The food is good Kirsten," she said hoping they hadn't really paid attention to all that. It was no use. Seth was mad at her and not for that whole conversation. Apparently seeing her again brought back anger from long ago. Before she left or after she didn't know.

"I'm really sorry about that," Abby said looking Kirsten and Sandy in the eye.

"No worries. You've been back here for less than 12 hours and you already have someone ticked off at you," Sandy said giving her a smile.

"Welcome back to the drama of Newport," Kirsten said.

Abby gave them a smile and stood up from the table. She needed to talk to Seth right now before living here became unbearable. Besides, she wanted back the boy whose common language was cracking jokes. All these years she really had missed him, she wasn't about to let him go again.

AN: Hope you liked this chapter...there was a little more on Abby and how she met Ryan and stuff. More on Seth and Abby next chapter! i still havn't decided who to pair up. ahh the descision the descision.