WEIRDO.

Abigail gasped. "Not again, now what do you want?" Abigail asked. 

"A weirdo… that is what I want?" the girl said. 

"I see, but, if you look around, there is none, so go elsewhere," Abigail said. She smiled and gave them a cold look. 

The girls looked at each other, and they laughed and one of them said "We are not going anywhere, because we are looking at it, or should we call you a psycho,". 

They laughed. 

The girl gave Abigail a little push on the head and Abigail's head went along with it. 

"Alright, I see where all of this is heading, but I will advise you not to go that way, the last person who did that, has not forgotten what I did to her, so be my guest if you want to try," Abigail said. She smiled. 

The girls looked at her and laughed again, "let us let this loser be," another girl said, she seemed to be their leader. She threw a piece of paper at Abigail. 

The piece of paper hit Abigail on the head and fell to the floor, but Abigail did not retaliate, she just looked at them as they walked away, but Abigail marked the girl who threw the paper at her. 

Abigail picked up the piece of paper from the floor, and she unwrapped it because it was folded, she looked at the girl that she marked, and she started sketching her, and when she was done, she smiled and tagged the drawing, T-1.

Abigail placed it in her bag and continued her discussion with her teddy, she noticed a boy was looking at her from the other side of the cafeteria, Abigail looked at him and the guy, pretended as if he was not looking at her. 

Abigail smiled and she looked at him again, she whispered into the ears of the teddy bear, "he is cute, isn't he?". 

The Teddy Bear was quiet. 

"Yeah, I know right? I should talk to him, but nah… I can't do that, I refer to talk to you instead," Abigail said. She was talking to the teddy bear. 

The Teddy Bear was quiet. The young man looked at Abigail, Abigail also turned to him, and they both locked eye contact again and looked away, with smiles on their faces, like there was a mutual connection. 

"What? Teddy? Do you think he likes me? No, no, no. Wait? Do you think I am denying it? Yeah, I am, what? Don't judge me…. It is my first time, it is. It's. My first time feeling this way, yeah, I won't lie, in fact you know me better than anyone apart from my dad, who is obviously acting strange this day. What? I should stop talking to you and talk to him, Teddy. Why would you say such a thing?" Abigail asked her teddy bear. 

But the teddy bear was quiet. 

"Yeah you are right, I should have some real friends, what? He is coming over here?" Abigail asked Teddy. 

She looked back at the other side of the cafeteria, and she saw the young man, standing up, he was making his way out of his seat, and he was making a turn in her direction. 

Abigail turned turned to her teddy bear. 

"Oh! Shit! He is coming! He… is.. actually coming, you are right, what… what Should I do?" Abigail asked. 

Abigail looked at the boy again, he was actually coming her way. 

"What did you say, Teddy? Approach him? And make friends? No, that is not my thing, in fact, we are living, right now, yes! Right now," Abigail said. 

Abigail quickly picked up her teddy bear and her unzipped backpack, as she left the cafeteria, Teddy fell down and Abigail reached for it. 

Her unzipped backpack, let all her books fall out, and scatter all over the place, Abigail turned and saw that the boy was close, and she quickly packed her books in her bag. 

As soon as she was done, she rushed and picked up her teddy bear, she held it in her arm, as she rushed out of the cafeteria at college that day. 

The young lad was surprised by the way Abigail dashed off, but he really wanted to say hi, to her, but he thought that he was in her hurry because of an emergency. 

Something caught his attention. 

The young lad saw a piece of paper on the floor, where Abigail's books fell, it looked like, it fell out from her bag, he thought to himself. 

Another thought came to his mind, "What if, it was not just a piece of paper or a written note by her,". Because he saw when Abigail was writing something on a piece of paper. 

He decided to open it, and he saw a sketch of someone, he might know, he chuckled and said "Incredible, she can draw, she is good, too good, perfect," the young lad said. 

He smiled and she placed the drawing in his pocket and left. 

Abigail got to the distance and she was breathing heavily, her teddy bear still in her hand. "What? Don't look at me like that, I can't do it so I can not force it. I know...I know…., I know that you are disappointed but I can not do it, what if I stab him, or give him a cold look, or annoy him, and most importantly, I usually have dark thoughts, so I might, carry out one of them on him,". Abigail said she kept speaking with Teddy. 

Some people who were walking by, found it weird, because, Abigail was talking to herself, and the craziest part was that it was a doll, that she was talking to, not an actual person but Abigail did not mind. 

Abigail looks at the time, and she finds out that it is time for her to go home, as she will not have any lecture again, throughout that day. She left the college campus, heading back to the farmhouse. 

Abigail took a cab, to the farmhouse. Abigail got out of the cab, the driver drove off. Abigail stood at the entrance of the farm, and she could see her dad, checking out a truck, and it seemed new to her. 

Abigail walked up to her father, with the teddy bear in her hand. "Dad?" Abigail called out, as she got close to him. 

Mr. Daniel was startled. "Oh! My gosh! You scared the shit out of me, don't sneak up on me like that again," Mr. Daniel said. 

"Sorry about that, but what the hell is that? Is it? Wait, is what I think it is? Like a new truck?" Abigail asked. She moved close and observed the truck. 

"Yeah! I got it today, do you like it?" Mr. Daniel asked. He was happy and proud of himself. 

Abigail moved around the red truck, she nodded and said "Nice, but how did you get this? This is not the new model? It should be about half a million or a million, and this can not be used for farming activities,". She gave her opinion. 

"I won't do that, but concerning the farming activities, I got a new....." Mr. Daniel wanted his daughter Abigail to guest right. 

"A new what?" Abigail asked. 

"Tractor!" Mr. Daniel said he pointed at the tractor, some matters away from where Abigail stood. 

Abigail turned and she saw it, but she also saw a structure from meters away from the new tractor, it was behind a wire fence. 

"Yeah it is nice but I have been asking what is that?" Abigail asked. She pointed at the structure. 

Abigail turned to Teddy and said "Do you like Dad's car? Yes, you do. Same thing with me…" She chuckled. 

"That is not the question, you are supposed to ask. In fact, how was school? Did you make friends today, or you are still talking to Teddy?" Mr. Daniel asked. 

"No, I didn't, I almost did, but I can not substitute Teddy for anyone," Abigail said. 

"My God! Abigail takes a break from this whole, psycho stuff, and has fun…. We live life once, so make use of it, while you still can, please. That is a freaking doll! That is a doll, it can not talk," Mr. Daniel said. 

"It can talk!" Abigail said, in defense of Teddy. 

"It is all in your head, just an imaginary friend," Mr. Daniel said. 

"An imaginary friend that keeps me company! It does not call me a weirdo, psycho, or any of those harsh words. It listens to me," Abigail said, she looked her father straight in the eye. 

"It is making everyone call you those names when you talk to it. I take the blame, it is my fault, I should not gotten you that Teddy Bear, am sorry," Mr. Daniel said. He was disappointed in his daughter. 

Abigail started crying and she went to her room. When she got to her room, she started looking for the paper, she drew on but she could not find it. She was pissed. 

THE FOLLOWING DAY. 

Abigail was early to school but her class had not started, she sat on a bench, listening to music on her headphones. 

When she got a tap on the shoulder, and turned, surprisingly, it was the boy she was avoiding yesterday.

"Hey, you dropped something, yesterday," the boy said.