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You weren`t sure what you should think about the newcomers at your school. The rumors around them were endless and surely at least half of them were made up. Nobody knew them or where they came from and in the small town you lived that was enough reason to go completely bonkers over them. You didn’t really care about all that, just wanting to get through the school year. The few friends that you had weren’t interested in gossip either, so you were pretty much unaffected from the “big change” in your town.

That’s why you didn’t expect to be standing by your locker, with your mouth open and nearly drooling while clutching your belongings to your chest. Your eyes were busy ogling the figure that was leaning against a wall near the entrance. She was talking to someone, but all you could focus on was how her blond braid hung over her shoulder and the loose strands of hair that framed her face. The T-shirt she wore hugged her biceps that were crossed over her chest perfectly and you could faintly see freckles scattered all over her tan skin. And damn she was massive. Even with the distance between the two of you, you were sure she would tower over you.

When you realized your blatant staring, it was already too late. The moment you wanted to look away her eyes had already connected with yours and your legs nearly gave out with how weak your knees got. They were by far the most beautiful thing you ever set your sight on in your life. You managed to tear your eyes away from hers and processed that her attention was now solely on you. Her eyes had widened and trailed over your body and a shudder ran down your back at the intense look you received. She turned to the person she was talking to before and said something, but turned her attention right back to you. It seemed like she had enough of just looking, because she strode straight over to you. Panicked you closed your locker and ran to your class. You think you heard her call out to you, but the sound of the bell drowned all other sounds out. In seconds the hallway was swarmed with students and you used them to make a hasty escape to your next class. 

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After that little encounter, you didn’t see her for the rest of the day. According to your friends her name was Abigail “Abby” Anderson and she was a person that shouldn’t be messed with at all. Just your luck to piss someone like that off, at least that’s what you believed happened. But you just needed to ignore her for the rest of the school year and you would be safe. Easy. You could do that, she seemed like a popular kid and you were pretty much labeled as a loser, so there wasn’t much interaction to begin with. And that’s what you did for the next few weeks. Whenever you saw her at the edge of your vision you would already be around the next corner before she could even catch a glimpse of you. 

However as you sat at your usual table for lunch you knew that you were fucked, because Abigail freaking Anderson stood before you in all her glory. It looks like the cat and mouse game got too boring for her. When she kept staring at you without saying anything you turned back to your food and resumed eating. You jumped a bit when the chair next to you was pulled out and Abby sat down. Still unsure about the whole situation you didn’t acknowledge her. Until you felt a hand grab your chin and turn your head to her direction. 

“You know, it’s not really polite to ignore someone so obviously.” She murmured. And by god, you couldn’t answer her, far too focused on the sound of the low timbre of her voice. When you only continued to stare up at her, she smirked down at you. At that you looked at her lips and damn, you don’t think you ever wanted to kiss someone so badly like now. You heard her chuckle and when you looked at Abby again, she had an eyebrow raised and shot you an expectant look. Realizing that you didn’t answer her you stuttered out a “S-sorry what?” Her smirk got only wider with your question. “Already so polite baby, but we will have to do something about you ignoring me, can’t have that right?”  “I-I didn’t ignore you, I just-“ you trailed of as she put her thumb over your lips to silence you. “Shhh baby, its okay”, “You’re not mad at me?” you mumbled against her thumb and you flushed bright red when you finally processed that she called you baby and that her thumb was still on your lips. 

Abby cut through your trail of thoughts with a confused noise before they could spiral too much “why would I be mad at you?” She took her hand away from your face and you immediately missed the feeling of her touch. She looked genuinely confused so you were pretty sure she didn’t mock you. “W-well, I thought I upset you somehow when we met the first time…” you trailed of, realizing how stupid it sounded. You had to admit you kind of overreacted. “No beautiful, don’t worry your pretty little head about it, you didn’t do anything wrong. Just don’t disregard me like that anymore, got it?” Abby cooed. “o-ok, m`sorry Abigail” you murmured with your eyes downcast. You felt so foolish and guilt was gnawing at your insides. She just wanted to be nice to you and you were ready to ignore her for the rest of your life. God you could be such a drama queen.

You were always a bit sensitive when it came to emotions, so when you felt ready to burst into tears you weren’t surprised. As if Abby could feel the sudden turn your mood took, she cupped your cheek with her hand and leaned into your space “Don’t need to apologize baby, kay? And just call me Abby, however feel free to call me whatever you like best, yeah?” she soothed. You could only nod and blush fiercely at the proximity.  “But I think you should make it up to me, right baby? How about coming over this weekend? A little sleepover to make up for lost time?” When she said this she leaned even closer, so that you could feel her breath on your face. Far too overwhelmed with the situation you only squeaked out a high pitched “yeah!”.

“Great! Here give me your phone number.” She took her phone out of her pocket, unlocked it and offered it to you. “I will pick you up at 5pm on Friday ok?” You reached for her phone to type in your number and answered her “Ah ok sure, thank you.” “Then I will see you soon, till then have a good day cutie” With these parting words and a wink sent your way, she stood up and walked out of the cafeteria. Your sight followed her and stayed on the door where she went through for a few minutes, before you shook yourself out of your stupor. And then your brain registered her last words. Fuck, wasn’t Friday tomorrow!?

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The next day you were pacing around in your room, trying not to freak out over the whole situation. Abby wrote you a message that there would be food and drinks at her house and you only needed spare clothes for the weekend. Moreover, she wrote she`s on her way now and that was a few minutes ago, so you were considerably stressed.

When the doorbell rang your heartbeat went into overdrive, though that wasn’t your main concern. You heard your dad shuffle around downstairs, so you grabbed your bag and raced down the stairs to get to the door before he could. You only told your dad you would meet with a friend, because if he knew that one of the newcomers stood before his door he would totally flip out. So you just… omitted a few details.

When you opened the door, Abby stood before you in all her glory. The leather jacket she had on made her arms look twice as bulky and you had to swallow down the saliva that gathered in your mouth. A huff made your attention snap back to her face. “Not even going to greet me?” “N-No, I didn’t- I wasn’t- you!” a blush spread across your cheeks at your response. You opened your mouth to try again, but a shout interrupted you “Who’s at the door sweetie?!”

“My friend is here! Bye Dad, love you, see you on Sunday!” you hurriedly shot back. Before you could hear his reply, you closed the door and turned to Abby. Your breath hitched as you realized how close she was now and you had to crane your neck to be able to look her in the eyes. You were met with a raised eyebrow and a smirk on her face that made your insides squirm "W-We should get going now." You whispered up at her. "You sure you have everything you need?" she hummed. As an answer you raised your full bag and squeaked out a small affirmative. Abby took that as a queue to wrap her arm around your waist and lead you to her vehicle.

The vehicle in question made you widen your eyes and halt in your movements. Abby looked at you in question, but before you could state your worries she uttered: "Your first time riding one of those? Don’t you worry sweetheart, I will be real gentle with you."  With that she gave you a squeeze on your waist and led you to the beast of a motorcycle.

You were still feeling a bit queasy about the ride but Abby’s gesture and words made you flustered enough to momentarily forget about that. She opened a compartment and took out a small helmet. "This one is yours, you know how to wear them?" You most certainly did not and it seemed your wide-eyed stare made that very obvious. Abby sniggered “Don’t worry, I will gladly help you with that then”. She drew close, tucked your hair behind your ear with one of her big warm hands and gently put the helmet on.  Meanwhile you were frozen, your brain cells saying goodbye at the proximity and at her smell, a pleasant mix of pine and cologne. The helmet did a good job in hiding your very likely beat red face and as Abby’s fingers finally pulled away from fumbling with the buckle you squeaked out a small “Thanks!”. “Of course sweetheart, we need to make sure that you are safe, don’t we?” she hummed and started to explain where you needed to sit, where you should put your feet and most of all where you should cling onto… or rather who.

“I’m sorry you want me to do what?!” you squawked out. Abby chuckled and repeated herself “Just put your hands around my waist and hold on tight, sweetheart. Now up you go!” “Up I wha-!?” With her hands under your arms, she easily lifted you up and plopped you down on the motorcycle. Abby laughed at your flabbergasted look and stabilized you until you found your balance. She swung herself on the bike and turned her head with an expectant look. You hesitantly wiggled up to her and wrapped your arms loosely around her waist. You watched Abby as she put her own helmet on and then the machine roared to life under you. Abby accelerated slow but steady, your grip tightening the higher the speed went and pressing your body more into her back. You got used to the situation quickly and watched the surroundings that flashed by. The wind darting through your hair and the trees rushing by were exhilarating to see but nothing could triumph the feeling of being pressed against Abbys back and her strong muscles that were rippling underneath her jacket. Houses soon turned into lush greenery and woods that surrounded the highway you were on.

Abby turned onto a small side road that led further into the forest and you realized that you never asked her where exactly she lived. Somewhere in the woods if your classmates’ words were credible, though that didn’t get you any further either. Well… you would know soon enough. Worrying about where you were going wouldn’t rly help you much now, so you enjoyed the ride as much as you could.

 Slowly the trees gave way to a clearing where a few houses stood. Abby slowed down and stopped at the biggest one. “Here we are! Hope you enjoyed the ride with the Anderson service, maam” she playfully said and took of her helmet. A few hairs have escaped her braid and clung to her face, making her look even more stunning. Your sight was already fixated on her beautiful eyes and her adorable freckles and the plump lips that are just so kis- “Hey you good?” A hand came up to shake before your face and you blinked out of your stupor. “Y-yeah, yeah! I’m good, everything’s fine!” you hastily confirmed and tried to appear occupied by getting your helmet off. Keyword was “tried”. The buckles wouldn’t open so you fumbled around for a few moments before giving up. “Can you help me with the buckles again?” “What’s the magic word?” “Uhm please?” “Exactly, good girl.” A shiver moved down you back at the words and your ears grew warm. Abby opened the buckles and carefully removed your helmet, baring your face to the world again. “There you are sweetheart, was the ride okey?” “Yeah, it was amazing! I really enjoyed it and it’s so beautiful here! I didn’t know that there were buildings so deep in the woods. I would love to live somewhere like this.” you gushed and looked around in wonder. “Really? Well, I’m sure someday you will be able to, maybe even sooner than you think.” Abby playfully shot back but she sounded kind of hopeful too? You dismissed that thought and concentrated on Abby again. “Let’s get inside now, snacks and drinks are already prepared.”

You hummed an okey and followed her to the door. She got the keys out of the jacket and unlocked it, holding it open for you. “My dad won’t be here for the weekend, so we have the house to ourselves” Abby commented while she hung her jacket up and got her shoes off. “O-Oh well that sounds nice.” You stammered out and followed her example, taking off your shoes and shrugging your coat off. Abby grabbed your coat and hung it up beside her jacket. You murmured a small thanks bashfully. “Yeah, he needed to finish something at the old pac- I mean workplace! You know just getting everything wrapped up.” She slung her arm around your waist and led you further into the house. The hallway led to the living room, where a couch with lots of blankets and pillows and a table full of snacks was already prepared. “Make yourself comfortable. I will be right back, just going to change into something else” With that she went up some stairs and left you alone for a moment. You went ahead and hopped onto the couch, marveling at the soft blankets and wiggling under them. The cold temperatures around here were perfect for spending your time cuddled up on the couch or bed so this blanket pile you were snuggled up with was perfect.

You were too preoccupied with building the perfect little cozy spot on the couch that you didn’t even notice Abbys return from upstairs. A chuckle ripped you out of your concentration and you whipped your head around. Abby was standing at the bottom of the stairs in a loose sweater and pants and watching you with a smirk “Got comfortable? Seems like you are enjoying yourself there, can I join you?” she chuckled and advanced as you gave her a timid nod. You opened your little blanket pile for Abby to slip in, but you didn’t foresee the proximity that that action would create. As Abby snuggled in beside you, your body was squished against her side. Your face erupted into a blush and you hid it behind a blanket. Abby was nice enough to not comment on it and instead grabbed the remote.

“What do you wanna watch sweetheart?” “O-Oh I don’t mind, you can choose whatever.” You mumbled out, still reeling from the body contact. Abby hummed and slung an arm over your shoulders, pulling you further towards her. A tiny squeak was your only protest. After a few minutes of Abby switching through some movies, she settled on an action / fantasy one. You weren’t fast enough to get a glimpse of the title, so you just let yourself be surprised by it. Abby grabbed some snacks and plopped them onto your blanket pile, so that you could reach them comfortable. The first few minutes of the movie you and Abby discussed a few scenes and joked around, though as it went on the crunching of snacks was the only sound that could be heard occasionally. The living room was dimly lit and the curtains were tightly shut, so as the movie progressed you got drowsier with every minute that passed until your eyelids finally slipped shut.