This is about a 15 year old girl, Abby Conway, who experiences her first crush. She attends River High, a high school for the Not-So-Rich-Families. She runs into a boy, Jack Donavun, who is 17 and is a junior at River High; he is also rich. She starts a diary of everything that happens between her and her grandparents, and between her and Jack.
Abby is a freshman at River High. Her grandparents transferred her their after her parents died in a plane crash. Now she lives with her grandparents in Long Island, Virginia. She just wished she could've finished the semester at her old school so she didn't have to come in during the 2nd semester and look like an outsider, even though she was. She had never been anywhere out of state until now. Before, she lived in Houston, Texas.
She hated the fact that she didn't get to live in the house she grew up in, or that she had to go live with relatives she had never met before. She wanted her parents back, wanted to be with them instead of her grandparents.
She had never felt so alone in her life. How was she supposed to get along with people she knew nothing about. What if she didn't have anything in common with them? What if they don't like her? She didn't know the answers to her questions....didn't really want to know the answers, anyway. She was too scared to find out, too.
She went to sleep during the car ride to Virginia. She figured if she slept, she wouldn't have to talk to her grandparents. Plus she was tired, too. She hadn't slept much since the death of her parents.
Sometimes she would think to herself, 'Why couldn't i have been on that plane with them? Why couldn't I have died with them?' She didn't know why she thought this, but she did and sometimes she got scared of her own thoughts because they were usually bad thoughts.
Suddenly, she felt the car stop. Were they at another gas station or a restaurant or a motel? Did she even want to know? She didn't care, she wasn't hungry anyway. She hadn't eaten in almost 3 days straight.
Doors opened and she knew that her grandparents got out. Then there was whispering and she could hear her grandparents talking to someone. And moments later, her door opened and someone leaned over her and unbuckled her seat belt, and then lifted her out of the car.
Who was carrying her? She knew it wasn't her grandfather because he had told her he had a bad back. She wanted to know. She must have moved or something because the person whispered that it was okay and for her to go back to sleep.
And that's what she did. She drifted back to sleep in his arms as he was carrying her inside the house and up some stairs.
She woke up sometime later and looked around. She noticed that the clock said 6:30 p.m. She was alone, too. Where were her grandparents? she wondered. Getting up from the bed, she walked toward the hallway. She heard voices coming from downstairs, so she went that way.
She could hear her grandparents talking to the guy who carrying her, or at least it sounded like him. She sat on one of the steps and listened to her grandparents tell the guy about my situation, listened as they poured her life story out to him. She didn't even know who this guy was and she esspecially didn't like the fact that they were telling him her business.
She dosed back off on the stairs and didn't even realize it. And she woke up when someone nudged her. Slowly, she opened her eyes.
"What happened?" She asked still half asleep.
"You fell asleep on the stairs. I guess you were listening to our conversation." The guy said.
"Sorry." Abby whispered.He smiled down at her.
"It's alright. C'mon, lets get you back in the bed." He told her as he lifted her up in his arms.