Hey guys. This isn't a Raura/ Auslly or those type of books. I want to just try something different. I hope you guys can still support me on this one. I know I barely ever update now, even it's my summer break. But, I'm starting HS next month and my parents said I need to " Prepare for High School " so my schedule is still cracked up. So, anyways, I hope you enjoy this book. Love you guys❤

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A/N- I am going to give you all the things you need to know for now about the main characters in this story.

Abby Foster- Her full name is Abby Devonne Foster. She's nineteen, bullied four years ago until her bully left and she started losing some weight. Her brother is two years older than her. Let's say probably 6'3, and is a brunette

Matt Anderson- His full name is Matt Noah Anderson. He's Nineteen, Brunette, probably 6'5, bad boy, bullies Abby four years ago, but moved. Now, he's back and ready to start a new.

Kendall Snow- Nineteen, Kendall is Matt's best friend who wasn't fond of bullying Abby four years ago. In fact, Abby and Kendall became good friends which always made Matt furious.

Dennise Harris- Nineteen, Abby's girl best friend. Kind, sweet, very materialistic especially when it comes to clothes. If you cross the line, she does too.

Aaron Hill- Twenty, Dennise's boyfriend, somebody who stood as an older brother to Abby.

Jacob Wilson- Nineteen, Abby's best friend, Somebody who was with Abby since she was four. Has a big influence in Abby.

Railey Smith- Eighteen, Abby's laziest best friend, secretly has a crush on Matt.

Katherine Brown- Nineteen, a snobby brat who's addicted to Matt ever since she was sixteen.

PS: This chapter will be focused on Abby's flashbacks as she remembers the times she was bullied :)

Now onto the story❤

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I get out of my house and shut the door. I fixed my sunglasses before getting in my Navy Blue convertable car. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed.

Tomorrow is a Monday, which means another day of school starts. Today is the last day of my summer vacation. My best friends and I have never been happier. But since tomorrow is the start of hell, wait... it might become even hellish because I heard that there are some new students.

Which means, he could come back.

Every new school year, I'd always assume that he might come back. Who you may ask? Oh, It's Matt Anderson, my childhood bully. Four years ago, he moved away to Chicago. Thinking about it now makes me realize how stupid I was to even move to his school.

Today, I'm just casually taking a drive around town, because knowingly when school starts, I can barely ever do this.

It's 5:25am, yes, I take drives around the morning to cool myself down. When I go back to school, I'll have to drive in the afternoon which will be a pain because of traffic. In the mornings, there's not a lot of cars drive by in the morning.

I actually consider driving around in the morning as an excercise. Driving around in the morning calms me down. I started doing this when Matt left, it helped me. It helped me a lot.

I love driving by the beach. I could see the sunrise from here. I stopped by the parking lot which was actually near the shore so I could have the perfect view of the sunrise.

I got out of my car and sat by the hood of it, putting my earphones in my ears and put my spotify on shuffle. Then, this song came up, I have always wanted to delete this, I just never did.

It was Marry You by Bruno Mars.

Kendall, one of Matt's best friends, has told me that this was the song Matt was gonna propose to me with in the future when we finish college. Then Kendall snatched my phone and downloaded it on my Spotify.

I knew that Kendall was just fooling around. Matt never liked me. Because If he did, why would he bully me?

I looked at my phone, It was 5:35, I planned that after my morning drive, I'd head home, grab my fluffy blue blanket, wrap myself around it, get my breakfast and watch some Netflix.

After listening to the Chorus of the song, I got sick of it cuz it reminded me of Matt. I threw my earphones in the sand below me and hopped back in my car, driving back home.

I finally reached home and jumped out of my car and threw my sunglasses on the couch. I removed the tie that allowed me to put my hair in a bun and let my long wavy brown hair down.

My parents are in a business trip, they'll be back by Friday, so pretty much, I can mess up anytime I want.

I removed my shirt and shorts and put on a mint green colored robe. Then I went to the kitchen and made myself some cereal.

If you may think, no, I'm not an only child. I have an older brother. His name is Alexander Rafael Foster. He's just two years older than me. My brother is currently in his room, probably watching sports or playing games.

I was just watching Netfilx as time flew by. Now that I have looked at the clock, it wrote 9:50am. Woah, time flies by so fast!

I got up, shut my T.V and cleaned up my mess. I went to my bathroom and took a nice, clean shower. I got out and put on a black crop top, some denim blue shorts and my white converse. I picked up my phone, my purse and my keys and head out the door. I got in my car and started the engine, then I drove away to Starbucks.

While driving, a horrible flashback hit me.

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I was walking by the hallway when I saw Kendall, Jack and Zach bro hugging Matt probably because Matt will be moving to Chicago tomorrow.

Damnit! I have to go to my locker, and I can't go there without passing by them! Ugh, I have to be brave.

I started walking with my head down an- wait a minute! How is this being brave? Ugh forget about it! I kept walking straight, ignoring the boys as I passed by them. But then I felt somebody grab my arm.

" Ow! " I yelp in pain. I then saw Matt's ugly face in front of me. Squeezing my arm tightly, I hissed in deep pain. " Stop it, Matt! " I yelled. But he just laughed at me. I eyed Kendall but he just mouthed a ' sorry ' then looked away.

" Well, fat ass. I'm moving to Chicago tomorrow but still unlucky you because my boys over here are still gonna smack your face for me. " Matt said laughing. I sighed. Ugh, I hate Matt Anderson! I hate him!!!!

" And, before I do go away. I need to give you a present to remember me good bye. " Matt spoke and dragged me away. I kept screaming in pain but apprantly, we were the only ones left in school. Matt pushed me down onto the floor, i rubbed my head as I looked around.

The Auditorium

Matt threw me to the middle of the Auditorium. I knew something was going to go wrong. Matt and the rest ran up to the stage.

" Are you ready, Abby? "

That was the third time I heard him say my name.

" DUMP IT! " Was all I heard from his filthy mouth.

Then, a full bucket of paint dropped down on my head. The bucket itself, fell as well. Hitting me hard in the head.

He jumped down the stage and walked towards me.

" I hope you liked my little present for you fatty. Remember me. "

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I ran home, with dirty and smelly clothes. People on the streets were laughing at me. A fat ugly girl with paint on her hair and clothes was running on the streets this evening.

Fuck Matt. Oh please Lord, I hope he never comes back from Chicago.

Once I reached my house, I took my key and opened it. I was too tired for any drama. I wanted to lay down on my bed as today will be the last day of school. Finally summer break, Here I co-

" Abby, it's seven fourte- " My mother stopped talking once she was what I looked like. She gasped and dropped her news paper. " Abby? What happened to you!? "

Shit! I forgot my parents are home!

" Oh- uh? Me? " I asked nervously. My mother nodded and crossed her arms.

" Oh, do you know the new construction site??? " I asked her, obviously lying. She nodded her head.

" Well, I passed by there and a bucket of paint fell on me. But the construction worker apologized. " I lied. My mother furrowed her eyebrows confused.

" But the construction site is ten miles away from your school. How did you get there? " My mother asked confused. Darn it! She's right.

" Well, the closer way here was closed because they were trying to fix the road. " I muttered quietly. Now she looked REALLY confused.

" What? But your brother just passed by there earlier this morning and he said that the road was fine. " She said raising one of her eyebrows. Then the door opened and I saw my brother holding a bag containing five cups of coffee in them.

" Woah, sis. You looked like you swam in paint. What happened? " He asked chuckling as he handed mom her coffee and placed the bag on the coffee table.

" Hey, Alex. Is the road closed? " My mom asked. Oh no.

" No, ma. Why? " He asked taking a sip of his coffee. My mother scratched the back of her neck, confused.

" Really? But you sister said that road was closed, that's why she walked by the construction site and that's how the paint fell on her. " My mom asked again.

" Construction site? Woah, that's far. " Alex said surprised.

" The road was closed! " I yelled and ran up to my room.

Damn, I need to learn how to lie.

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Four Months Ago

I walked back downstairs but suddenly stopped in my tracks when I heard Mom in the phone. I sat on the stairs and listened. I know this is a bad thing to do but I'm a horrible person, so...

" Debbie... I don't know whether I should tell her about this. "

Debbie? That's the name of Matt's mom.

" I'm just thankful that he got out of Jail. "

He? J-Jail?! She must be talking with Matt's mom.

" You should move back here. Chicago isn't the best environment for your son. "

IT IS MATT'S MOM!

" Fine, Debbie. I'll see you when your plane lands. " My mom exclaimed and slammed the phone down on the table.

I skipped down the stairs, pretending I didn't hear anything.

" Hi mom! " I smile. She looked at me and smiled back.

" Hi sweetie, how long have you been here? " She asked.

" Oh just now. " I lied.

" Oh okay. Breakfast is in the kitchen. " She mumbled and walked upstairs.

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I stopped the car by Starbucks, wiping a few tears that escaped my eyes. I walked to the cashier.

" Two green tea mochas. " I mumbled. The cashier nodded and told me my payment. I gave her the exact amount, the she asked for my name. I gave it to her and walked to the side of the table to wait for my order.

" Two Green Tea Mochas for Abby? " The barista yelled. I nodded my head and he gave me two straws, tissues and my drinks. I thanked him and walked back in my car.

If you're wondering who the second mocha was for, It was still for me. I'm gonna put it in the fridge so I can drink it later. As I reached my house, I parked my car by the curb and hopped down with my drinks in my hands. I squeezed my second drink by my arms as I tried my best to open the door, luckily I succeeded!

I threw my keys on the couch and placed one of my mochas by the coffee table. I'm gonna go do Netflix and Chill after this. I placed my other mocha in the fridge. I grabbed my fluffy blue blanket, wrap it around myself as I flop myself down on the couch.

I picked whatever I wanted on Netflix and just watched it until my phone started ringing. UGHH!!!! I grabbed my phone and answered it.

" Hello? " I asked annoyed. The person on the other end laughed.

" What's got you cranky in the morning? " Jacob asked chuckling now.

" I've been up since five cuz I went for my morning drive, when I came back I watched Netflix. About five minutes ago, i came back home from Starbucks and now I'm watching Netflix and you're disturbing me! " I practically yell in my phone.

" Gah! " Jacob yelped. " Stop shouting! " He yelled back. I hung up and threw my phone beside me. Ugh.

After quite some time, my eyes were starting to close. I don't know what happened but my eyes immediately shut and memories flashed through my brain.

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Nine years ago

" Abby! " My neighbor shouts. She was with a young boy. I walk over to them, " Yes? "

" Are you Abby Foster? " She asked, she looked young. She looked like my mom. I nodded my head in response.

" Well, I'm Debbie Anderson, I'm your mom's best friend. We've known each other since elementary school. " The woman smiled. I smiled back, " Really? "

" Yeah. And that's what I hope you and my son turn out to be. " She says. Then young boy looks at me in disgust.

" Abby, this is my son, Matt. Now, Matt, you should show Abby around school tomorrow. " Debbie told his son. Matt looked at me and I smiled at him.

" Eww, mom! My friends wont like me anymore if I'm seen with a fat kid! " Matt exclaimed and looked at me in disgust.

" Matt! Stop that! If your friends wont like you anymore then they aren't your true friends. " Debbie says holding both of his son's hands. Matt yanked his hands away.

" No, mom! This fat kid is ugly! I'll never go near her. " Matt yelled and ran inside his house. Debbie looked at me apologetically, " I'm sorry, sweetie. Matt isn't just in the best mood. He's upset that we moved here. He misses Boston. " Debbie said softly. I nodded my head and smiled fakely, " Sure, Debbie, Sure. I don't just come over here to receive insults, right? " I mutter angrily and walk back to my house.

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I woke up because somebody was shaking me. I opened my eyes to see my brother, he looked worried. What happened there!? I was just trying to sleep then, that horrible flashback! UGH!

" Abby? Abby!? Are you okay? " My brother asked, worried. I nodded my head and furrowed my eyebrows. " Yes, why? "

" You were crying in your sleep. "

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Hello there, fellow reader😊
I know I have a lot of explaining to do. So I decided to do it here.

My life isn't something you can call
" easy "
Yes, it's my summer break
But I have a job.

Under the company of my grandparents.

From 7:00am to 7:00pm.

All those books I promised you?

They have to go on hold. But I promise to do them😊

Once I get home, I eat, I get dressed, and as what my parents say, I have to
" Prepare for High School "

You guys don't understand the torture.

Then I have to do a lot of paperwork for my father.

I only have time for some IG and Youtube. Then after a while, I fall to sleep.

I suffer from a LOT of writers block.

So, i decided to stay out of Wattpad for a while.

But then a lot of you have been begging me to update.

Asking about new books.

But I have to keep most of them on hold.

Once I finish my other books, I will continue the others I put on hold.

People have been sending me messages that they want me to try something new.

Try to make a book about fictional people.
Not celebrities.
Not artists.
Not actors.

So I said, maybe it's time to try something different.

Yes, I still ship Raura Hardcore and will still be continuing my Raura books.

But maybe I have to focus on this one.

I have huge plans for this book and hope you guys like it😍 please vote and comment on the book! It means a lot to me❤

         I know that this book is far from Raura but it won't hurt to show a little bit of support 😊

I have 3 S's for you guys!

Stay Calm😊
Stay True😍
Ship Raura ❤

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