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Abby groaned and got up sleepily before crossing over to her closet. Dressing in her black skinny jeans that had some holes in them, her purple tank top with a long sleeved black and white checkered button up shirt. Though she left it unbuttoned, then slipped on her red converse and grabbed her school bag. Barely fixing up her hair, she left without make up and rushed to the kitchen. Silently eating five pancakes drowned in syrup, before she downed them with some milk and grabbed her car keys. Speeding all the way to school and she was still late, she ran inside and rammed right into one of the more popular girls. "Watch it!" the girl snapped. Abby was in a bad modd and she simply rammed her shoulder into her again as she walked by. "Hey! Abigail!" the girl snapped and Abby gritted her teeth before turning but a sudden sting came to her left cheek and she stumbled back. The girl had slapped her and scratched her at the same time. Abby balled her hand into a fist and swung hard and fast bringing the girl down with one hit but it was her bad hand she used. Wincing and hissing in pain, she shook it to try and get rid of the pain.

The fight was stopped before Abby could throw her punch, because her hand was grabbed gently. "Girls, fighting is against school rules." It was Roland. Of course. He let go of Abby's hand. "However, I saw what happened. Jessie, principal's office, now. Abby, I'll only warn you one more time. I don't care what happens, you DON'T get into fights in school. You could get expelled. So either learn to control your temper, or pack your things now and save yourself the trouble."

Roland gave a stern look to both of them. "Jessie, principal's office. Abby, get to class. Now scoot." He shooed them both off and went to his own class.

Abby muttered something about him interferring then sighed and went to her locker. Hitting her head gently against the locker before opening it and taking out her stuff putting it in her backpack before heading to the nurses office. The nurse took a look then gently cleaned off the little spots of blood before putting a bandage over it. "Did she have claws or something?" The nurse joked. Abby laughed and shook her head no. "It sure felt like it though," she replied. Having three scratch marks that broke skin made it look like she did. The nurse noticed Abby's scraped up hand and got out some guaze wrap. "What happened here?" She asked as she wrapped up Abby's knuckles and hand, individually wrapping her fingers so she could still use them. "Oh i uh punched a wall," she said embarassedly. The nurse chuckled and shook her head. "Who won?" She joked. Making Abby smile and laugh as well. "The wall. It put up a pretty good fight," she replied an they both laughed. The nurse then wrote her a pass and sent her off to class. Abby got to her second period just after the bell rang. The rest of the day went pretty fast with no more arguements or fights on her day back. Once she got to seventh period, she went straight to her seat and leaned back in her chair being the first one to class.

Roland was at his desk, writing things down on a paper. When Abby came in, he looked up and smiled. He glanced around for a moment, then got up and walked over to her. "So, behaving anymore?" He smiled softly and touched her cheek. "Did she get you that bad, Abby?" He looked at her, concerned for a moment, then got up and went back to his desk. Just as he got to his desk, a student came in. Then more came in, and class started. It went by easy enough, and Roland warned about the upcoming test.

Abby looked up as she heard him walking over, smiling when she saw him. "I've been good the rest of the day," she said then flinched slightly when he touched her cheek. "Well her nails are pretty sharp shockingly enough," she replied as he headed back to his desk. She actually payed attention in class but mainly she watched Roland but not droolingly like the other girls. She watched him with a smile as he taught, in a proud kind of way. As the class ended, she got up and stuffed her books in her bag then headed down the aisle. Jessie however was pissed because Abby had gotten her two weeks of detention and banned from going to Prom. So she stuck her foot out of her seat and swept Abby's foot right out from under her. Laughing when she fell along with her evil minions as she stepped over Abby and waltzed out of the class room. Abby had been about ready to pounce on Jessie and beat her to a pulp but she didnt want to disappoint Roland so she didnt do anything and just let her leave. Pushign herself off the floor, she brushed off her clothes then bent down and stuffed everything back in her backpack. "Im really rethinking letting her leave like that.." she muttered then hitched her backpack high on her shoulder, everyone already left the room.

Roland looked up from his papers just in time to see Jessie trip Abby. "Jessica!" he said sharply. "Get back here." He looked at Abby and just gave a nod of approval that he was proud of her for not fighting. Once everyone else left though, he shut the door and gave Jessie quite the scolding. Though, she probably just used the entire time to check him out. Once he finished scolding her though, and gave her more detention, he had her leave. Then he went home himself.

"I'm home." he said, groaning. "Abby, where are you at?" He smiled a bit and sat down, stretching as much as he could with a broken arm. He sighed a bit, then when Abby came, he smiled. "I'm proud of you, Abby. For not fighting back. You did good. And don't worry, she's going to get in a lot of trouble for tripping you after what she did earlier."

Abby left trying to hide a smile after getting his nod of approval. Getting home, she holed herself up in her room as she worked furiously on her homework. Finishing it just as Roland came in, she left the room as she heard him call for her but stopped as she realized the hole was still showing. "I need to hide that later.." She mummbled then shut her room door an went to the living room. Crawling onto the couch and sitting there with him.

Beaming as he said he was proud of her. "Good. Though i really wish i wouldve hit her.." She muttered the last part. It had been hard for her to hold back so much when already, the girl had caused her pain twice in one day.

Roland chuckled. "I know, I know. It's okay though. You're fine. You didn't hit her, so everything went well." He smiled and put his good arm around her, holding her close. "Listen..." He kissed her cheek. "I'm glad that I marked you. Of anyone I would want to mark as my mate, it'd be you." He kissed her head and leaned against her. "Hey..how about we go out on a date?" He smiled at her.

Abby smiled as he said that and let him lean on her. "Good cause i like being your mate. Just because in yours," she said then kissed his cheek. Excitement lighting up her eyes as he suggested a date. "Yes! I would love to go on one," she said happily then kissed him a little deeper than she had been planning on and quickly retreated trying to cover up for the kiss by smiling. "Um so when are we going?" She asked quickly.

Roland chuckled and smiled, kissing him back. "Hmm...whenever you'd like. Though I think we have to decide WHERE we are going first." He chuckled a bit and nuzzled his head gently against hers, then let go and got up. "Alright, it's time to get ready, don't you think?" He smiled and kissed her gently. "Where do you want to go on our first date, Abby?"

Abby smiled and got up when he did, kissing him back gently before taking a moment to think. "Im gonna go with a classic first date..dinner and the movies?" She asked with a smile. Already, she was planning on what she would wear. Thinking about this cute skirt her mom bought her last year for her birthday. It had been a little too girly for Abby's tastes though and she had never worn it but Roland might think it was cute.

Roland smiled. "That sounds great, Abby. Dinner and a movie is perfect." He kissed her cheek, then went to get dressed. He didn't dress up too much, wearing a pair of jeans and a button-up plaid white and blue shirt, since his broken arm made dressing rather difficult. He waited by the door for her to be ready, smiling happily. He hadn't been on a date in a long time.

Abby smiled and ran off after he kissed her cheek, going into her room. Shutting the door, she took out the skirt and looked at it for a second. It was just above her mid-thighs, it was white with small swirls of pink and blue in it. The hem of the skirt had little black bows every inch or so but wrnt around the whole hem. It was super cute and just enough of Abby's style she would wear it. Putting it on, she then took out a blue tank top and slipped it on. Slipping on a body hugging, short sleeve, black button up shirt. Everything tied together as she put on her black and white converse. Finally she left the room and met Roland buthe front door.

Roland let out a wolf whistle (ironic) as Abby came out looking like that. "You look really nice, Abby." He kissed her head and fingered one of the bows on her skirt. "These are cute. Do I get a look underneath?" he teased, sticking his tongue out playfully as he lifted the hem of her skirt juuust slightly, simply wanting to play with her and make her blush. He let go then and hugged her close, kissing her head. "Nah, you know I'd never do that." he murmured, resting his head against hers. "I respect you too much. Now c'mon, let's get that date of ours started."

Roland's game worked and a mad blush raged across her cheeks as he lifted the hem barely away from her skin. "N-no!" She stammered and looked up at him surprised. The slowly relaxed and smiled as she realized he was just playing with her. Rolling her eyes, she smiled and motioned for him to go through the front door. Then as they made their way out to his car, a question came to mind. "Do you want kids some day?" She asked randomly.

Roland loved seeing her blush, and he kissed her cheek with a smile. As they reached his car and that question was asked, her stared at her in surprise for a moment. Once he'd recollected himself, he gave a simple shrug and opened the door. "Dunno." he said simply. He got into the car and turned it on. "Where do you want to have dinner at, Abby?" He smiled at her, turning on some music as well.

Abby got in and slipped her shoes off then propped her feet up on the dashboard like she always does. She wasnt actually gonna wear a skirt without shorts under it and thats exactly what she did. She had her white shorts on under it. Relaxing into the seat as he started off down the driveway, she thought for a moment. "How about that place where you took me the third or fourth day i was here?" she asked and looked at him with a smile.

Roland listened to her and smiled at her suggestion. "That sounds like a great idea, Abby. I take it you liked that place then?" He smiled at her and would take her off to the restaurant. Once they got there, he opened her door for her, opened the door to the building for her, and once they found their table he sat down with her. For having a broken arm, he sure was gentlemanly. "So, what would you like to get?" He smiled at her, wondering just what waiter or waitress they were going to get.

Abby thanked him everytime he did something gentleman like for her but she was slightly worried about his arm. Once they sat down, she felt better thinking he couldnt possibly do anything to further injure his arm if they were sitting down. Looking through the menu, she had a thoughtful look on her face as she looked through it. "Hmm....i think i will have...a cheeseburger with fries," she replied with a smile and looked up at Roland. "What about you?" she asked setting down her menu. A waiter was walking over to take their orders. "Im Jon and i will be your server today. What would you like to drink?" he asked as if he had done it a million times. Glancing at Abby then doing a quick double-take as he saw her. Abby however never noticed and quickly ordered a coke. "Yes mam. Anything else for you mam?" he asked a little too happily. She frowned slightly and looked at Roland. "Yea im pretty sure he wants something to drink too," she said. Jon looked slightly disappointed then looked at Roland. "What would you like to drink sir?" he asked boredly.

Roland got perhaps a little too protective and possessive as he noticed the double-take the waiter did. "Well, a first date with my girlfriend is a cause to celebrate, hm? I'll have a beer." He smirked at Abby, since he was old enough to have one and she wasn't. He reached over and took her hand, playing idly with her fingers. If Jon-dude didn't get the message, Roland would take it one step further. He wasn't about to let the guy go with thinking he had even a little bit of a chance with Abby.