You probably won't believe this. I mean, I lived through it and I can't even believe it happened. It did though. Strange as it may seem, it actually happened.
Okay, I am getting ahead of myself here. My name is Abigal Edwards. Not the best name in the world but we all have to make do with what we have. You can remember me as Abby, if you even want to remember at all.
I'm an ordinary girl I guess. Long, chestnut brown hair and emerald green eyes. Not incredibly tall, but at fifteen I never had the need to be. I do everything a normal girl does, and nothing out of the ordinary has ever really happened to me. Well, until it happened.
Like most girls my age I listen to music. My favorite band is Hanson, maybe you've heard of them. Anyway, I'm not one of those girls who runs screaming after a band or cries at all of the ballads. I just happen to enjoy the music of three overly talented brothers.
"Abby, hurry up! He's going to be here any minute." a girl with red, curly hair said as she poked her head into my bedroom.
"I'll be right there, Liz." I sighed as she left the room.
That was Elizabeth, my best friend of six years. She's the one who went through all of this with me. It's funny that we're friends because we are pretty much opposites. Her and her curly, red hair and shimmering blue eyes. Oops, there I am going off track again.
Let me set the record straight before I tell you anything. I was never in love with Taylor Hanson. Now that I have shocked a handful of girls, I'll continue. I had never sat around writing Abigal Hanson on my book covers at school or naming our unborn children. Taylor Hanson was just a distant musical icon. Well, until it happened.
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