A/n: I got some good advice from a reader about not having a narrow enough topic and having rather useless stuff in it. I re-read everything and decided against completely re-writing it but to change a bit. I am having it centered on two problems that each of everyone will play some part in it. It was a very hard choice, but I know it needs to be done. I hope you enjoy it, and I just have to say, I like this way better because, one it is easier to write and two because it is easier to read. Well I hope you like and I am hoping to have some more updates during Spring Break but can't promise much because I will be in Kansas City and while I will have my laptop, I do not know if I will be able to upload on-line, but I promise at lease one more chapter before next week.

Honora- this chapter is for you! I love hearing your rants! They are so funny and really brighten up my day. I too started mid series when they were showing reruns, but I never knew Abbie was on it. Gasp, I know. What a fan I am… Oh well. Can't wait for another review from you, hint hint.

Olivia got out of Trig as fast as she could. She had avoided him all day, and was dreading the fact after second hour he could talk to her, that is if she didn't hid in the bathroom. But she couldn't, she still needed to get the answers to the pop quiz in Juvi Law before next hour.

"Olivia!" she heard Elliot call. Damn. She turned around to see Elliot and Kathy standing there, backed up by about five of the football stars.

"Hey," she said, forcing a smile.

"Tomorrow okay for studying?" he asked. Olivia let out the breath she was holding in, as she prayed he wouldn't mention her mom.

"Yeah, but…"

"How bout my house?" he offered with a hidden smile.

"That will be great," she said, about ready to leave. "Bye Elliot, Kathy," she said.

Elliot watched Olivia walk down the hall, meeting up with a few of her friends. HE had searched her arm while they talked secretly, but hadn't seen any bruises. He kept telling himself he was over reacting, but some gut feeling told him he wasn't.

"She's cute," Kathy snide.

"Not near as cute as you," Elliot said, kissing her.

"Mr. Stabler." Elliot looked up to see Mr. Cragen standing there.

"Sorry," he said, blushing.

"Hmm…" the principal said.

The group quickly scattered, rushing to class.

Abbie walked down the hall alone. Marco offered to show her where her next class was, but she refused the help kindly. She looked at the door, 287, English Lit with Ms. McCoin.

She opened the door and sat down in an empty seat near the back by one of the kids she recognized from Olivia's group. "Is anyone sittin` here?" she asked.

"Now," he said with a smile. "You new here?"

"Um… yeah," she said, "I just moved here from Texas."

"Oh…" he said. "I'm George," he added.

"Abbie," she said, smiling, liking the man.

They talked for a while until a younger teacher walked in. She was in her mid twenties, had short dirty blonde hair and was maybe 5 foot at the most.

"Everyone put your essay on your desk. Make sure ya have your name and date on the paper," she said, looking around the room. Everyone went through their binders and bags, pulling out a stack of papers and placing them on the desk. "Um… Jonas, could ya please pick `em up?" she asked. A shorter kid in front went through the room, picking up the papers.

"Okay, so where is Abigail Carmichael?" she asked, looking for a new face. Abbie raised her hand.

"It's Abbie," she said, smiling.

"Sorry," the teacher said. "I'm Ms. McCoin," she said. Abbie nodded with respect and nothing more. "Right now we are working on Edgar Allen Poe. We have all read "The Raven" and "The Masque of the Red Death," she said smiling in a soft voice. "Have you read either of them?"

"Yeah, he is kind of my favorite author," Abbie said, blushing.

"See, I like you already," Ms. McCoin said. "Okay, yesterday we finished reading the "Red Death", can anyone tell me what everyone was running from? Thomas?"

"Um… well the prince and his friends where hiding from the Red Death."

"How?"

"They locked themselves in a castle," he said unsure of himself.

"Yeah. What was feared in the castle? Abbie?"

"Um… well if I remember right, the clock and the black room," Abbie said.

"What about the clock?"

"It's chime," Abbie said.

"Yeah, Jackson, can you tell me what was the plot twist in the end?"

"Um…"

"I don't think he actually got that far," one of the guys shouted out.

"Hey! So!" Jackson yelled.

"Okay… anyone else?" Ms. McCoin asked. The class was spent discussing the different points of view and theories of the story along with a project to create a model of all of the seven rooms with partner. Abbie joined with George, not knowing anyone else and since he lived off of Elm. They planned to meet at six until seven each night since the project was due in a week.

At lunch, Abbie followed George until they met up with Olivia and Alex. She wasn't sure if she was intruding since she was kind of put in the group, never really invited.

"You guys mind if I join ya?" Abbie asked, brushing back her hair.

"Yeah," Alex teased. Olivia nudged her and said sure. About fifteen people, all-splitting in smaller groups, soon surrounded them.

Olivia, Fin, Alex, George and Abbie were sitting under the same tree when Tim, Marco and a few other guys joined them.

"What ya guys doing?" Tim asked, sitting by Alex.

"Um… eating," Alex said with a tight smile.

"I see," Marco said, sitting across from Abbie. "Well we were wondering, Kathy is having a party this Friday and would you two join us?" Abbie looked at him in shocked. Alex, looking at Abbie smiled.

"We'll love to," she said, kissing Tim.

"You too?" Marco asked.

"Um… yeah…" Abbie said, trying to think of the words.

"Liv, ya goin`?" Tim asked.

"Yeah, I should be there," she said, then grabbed hold of Fin, "with my date," she added with a playful grin.

"Awe…" Alex and George said together before they all burst out laughing.

"Well, we must go," Marco said after getting up slowly.

"See ya," Abbie said, slurring her words with a Texas accent.

"Bye babe," Tim said, kissing Alex before standing.

"Ta ta," Alex said, smiling. The two boys walked away, quickly meeting up with another group of seniors.

"He is soooo hot," Alex said dreamily.

"Isn't he," Olivia teased.

"Okay, is anyone else jealous? She is here, what, one day, and already is asked to a party?" Alex asked after a moment of silent.

"Now that was random," Olivia said before slipping her soda.

"No seriously," Alex said.

"You'll aware I am right here?" Abbie asked, bemused.

"No, I am not meaning to be mean but…"

"You are," Fin stated.

"Well, I do agree with her. I mean it is a little weird…" Olivia accused.

"Uh..." Abbie pouted.

"So, how does it fell to be going out with Marco-I'm-every-girls-dream-guy?" Olivia asked.

"I wouldn't say we are goin` out," Abbie said.

"Sure…"

"Well, we better hurry up before we are late, I still need to get your notes," Fin said.

"You can have mine," George said, rustling through his stuff. He handed Fin the notes and stood up, brushing off his pants. All of them followed his actions on gathering their garbage and handing it to Fin, smiling. All but Abbie. She was still unsure were she fitted in, so kept a hold of it, throwing it away herself.

"So, you two are coming over after school and we'll pick out what to wear," Alex said, brushing her shorter blond hair mindlessly.

"Okay," Olivia said, looking at Abbie, "it will be nice to have to options," she teased.

"You in?"

"Yes'um," Abbie said, throwing her bag, "that is if it's alright with ma dad," she said.

"Okay, see ya," Alex said, going in a different direction.

"You okay?" Olivia asked Abbie after they split up from everyone.

"Yeah," Abbie said mindlessly.

Olivia cocked her head but said 'sure'.

They walked into chem.; Abbie sat down by her partner, Rachel Burns, a tall, slender junior. She never really cared much for blondes and Rachel didn't help. The class was spent watching a video since their teacher Mr. Hendricks, was gone. She dozed off most of the class hour, trying hard not to completely fall asleep. Looking over at Olivia who was talking to Elliot, she decided it didn't matter and gave into the tiredness that had threatened to over take her.