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Wonderstruck Chace laughed. "I know you know. I was just teasing, which in case you noticed is something I like to do every now and then."
"It probably makes her feel better about herself," Chace said with furrowed brows. "I mean clearly she has nothing positive to attribute to herself, so there's really no way for her to lift herself up other than to put people who are actually living their lives down." Chace knew what that was like. Although the situation was a little different with his family. Instead of having someone do nothing, Chace's family usually struggled to do everything they could do to please someone that would never think it was enough. Most called them overachievers but when you had people like mothers and fathers that always expected one step higher than your best, it made one inclined to overwork and never feel satisfied. It was a different kind of gross feeling, and Chace had been fighting for most of his life to get rid of it.
"I know you're not a little girl Abby, and you're very strong. It's not a reflection of you, it's more me and my feeling of obligation. But if it really bugs you that much I won't do anything along those kinds of lines without talking to you first," Chace said with a small smile. As pulled back from her lips he couldn't help but roll his eyes slightly. "Oh Abby. I thought I was a confident person, but I don't know. You may have me beat," Chace said with a chuckle. "But it's one of the things I love about you though."
Chace was about to say something else when a girl with flaming red hair approached him, practically shoving it at him. Uh. Calm down. Chace took the flyer from her and looked down at it. Was this a flyer for a...beater's bat? Chace suppressed the desire to shoot her an "Oh, come on" look. He wasn't sure that he had succeeded very well, but hey, at least he'd tried. And then he saw that she had named it. "You named your beater bat?" Chace asked, his face rather flat as he said so. He was reserving his judgmental thoughts for himself. Chace let out a little sigh. "No, I haven't seen your bat but if I do I'll be sure to let you know...Selina," Chace said, scanning his eyes to the bottom to find her name. He gave her a warm smile that slightly surprised himself before passing the flyer to Abby. "Have you seen it?"
"No.. uh.. of course." Abby said, sheepishly.
"I thought for a moment that maybe you didn't think I was a good.. kisser." She blushed, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Yeah, well. I just hope I don't turn out to be anything like her. To just waste her life by not doing anything.. I mean, how could anyone be so pathetic?" And, her parents were even more lame for making her stay with these people when she had other relatives in England. Anyway, on the positive side, she would be staying with them just for one more summer and then, she'd be back home. With her family and friends. And.. she kind of started to wonder how things between her and Chace would be by then. Would they still be together? Who knew.. but she kind of hoped they would though. Maybe Chace would be her first ever serious relationship..
Huh. He seemed to be taking this whole 'protective boyfriend' thing way too seriously. If it really meant that much to him..
"Fine. It's okay.. You can watch out for me. But just talk to me before you do anything though, alright?" She played with the zip of his hoodie when he said that he loved her confidence.
"What else do you love about me?" She asked, biting her lip.
And.. out of nowhere, a girl shoved a flyer at Chace's face, asking him if he'd seen her bat. Wait, a bat? A
named beater bat? Abby raised an eyebrow. Wow, she had no idea people actually named their bats. How weird.
"Uh. No." Abby answered shortly before handing it back to the girl.
"But, I'll let you know if I see it." Abby gave the girl a faint smile.