• Abby Anderson has no friends, she's on the very bottom of the popular people list, she's a Jonas Brothers fan, and she's always bullied. She never liked it until one summer, when getting lost was a good thing...

    Abby found a giant crowd around a peice of wall. She pushed back her glasses and flew her black hair out of her face. She walked towards the crowd to see what was going on. A submission slip for a summer camp was on the wall. It was sunny, and the last day of school. One for Art Camp, one for Sports Camp, and one for Horse Camp. She moved to the front and signed her name on the Art Camp submission.
    After school, She found Stephanie Miller, and Stephanie found her.
    "As you can see on your left," She said, "You can see a nerdy loser." She said. Everyone laughed. They were eating salads and threw lettuce at her. They walked away.
    She wondered why they keep acting like if she were stairs.
    At least things will be better at home.
    When she was home, Her parents were smiling.
    "What's going on?" She asked them.
    "We signed you up for....Horse Camp!" They said.
    "What!? I hate horses!" She said. How dare they sign her up for a camp that she hates?!
    "Well, when you were younger, you loved horses." Mom said.
    "I'm fifteen! I'm not a little girl anymore!" Abby yelled. "I hate you!"
    "Honey-"
    She walked out of the door. Leaving behind her frustration and the sound of the door slamming.
    She walked over to the horse barn. She had to admit, she liked them a little bit.
    She watched as the horses ran across the giant feild.
    She was distracted watching them.
    "Hey!" A voice boomed suddenly.
    Abby Looked. It was Stephanie. She was wearing horse gear. Her blonde hair was shining.
    "This is my horse barn! I suggest you to leave now or I'll have my daddy to sue you." She said.
    "It's a free country, I can come here whenever I want!" Abby said.
    "Not around here. My daddy owns the ranch and the horses, and I can choose who comes here and who doesn't, and you're not allowed, Abby." She said. "You can go to the mall or someplace else, as long as it's not here."
    Abby stormed past her and walked away.
    It's a free country, She thought, this is not right!

    On Saturday, a bus stopped in front of Abby's house.
    "We love you, sweetheart." Mom said.
    "Have a great time." Dad said.
    It would've been better if you signed me up for Art Camp. She thought.
    She walked from them and into the piling bus of participants. She never found Stephanie on the bus.
    Abby started to think that she was going to like it.