A few days had passed at school, and eventually, it was Friday again, the last day before the weekend would roll around.
Abby found herself constantly walking down the hallways, each time hoping, just hoping, that maybe she'd see Max back in the room again.
But it never happened.
While her head was turned, distracted by her thoughts, she accidentally bumped into a student right in front of her. She nearly fell backward, her books slipping from her arms and scattering across the floor.
"Sorry about that," Abby said quickly. "I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking."
The student she had run into knelt down without hesitation, picking up her books and handing them back to her.
"Thank you," Abby said, slightly flustered.
"No worries. Just be careful."
"Yeah... I will. I'm sorry for bumping into you again."
"Not that," the student replied, his tone a little more serious. "You know the school's dangerous. If you notice anyone following you... you should be careful."
