Everything was a mess. And by everything, it was really just Abby’s heart. No big deal. She’d been here before a few times. But she wasn’t going to worry about it anymore. It was time for Abby to grow up and handle things like an adult. Besides, Brazil was supposed to be perfect and fun and everything she needed, right? Standing amongst her classmates in Rio de Janeiro didn’t happen every day and Abby wasn’t going to take it for granted. She also wasn’t going to ruin Brazil by thinking about the what if’s or whatever. Nope. She was going to engross herself in the history and the beauty of Brazil or well for today - Rio.
There was only one issue, Mr. Houston wasn’t allowing anyone to go to the beach today. Something about all of them having to work for it. What even. Abby was all about learning and education and what not. But this was Brazil and the beaches of Rio were so close she could almost feel it. She’d been toying with the idea all day about just breaking the rules and running off to the beach maybe do some yoga or go for a swim or pay someone to teach her how to surf. She didn’t care, she just wanted to get away from the learning and see things forherself.
Laughter broke her from her thoughts and she looked up from her spot next to Brooke to find it’s source. She wasn’t an idiot of course, she knew who the laughter was coming from she just couldn’t find them. Bingo. Her eyes met with the group of boys that she cared the most about and she couldn’t help but sigh. With the news of Ade, everyone had been busy trying to cheer Quinn up. It didn’t seem to be working so well from the looks of it. Matt and Will were in a fit of laughter and Danny was just kind of standing there looking a bit, lost.
And that’s when it hit her. So what if Danny didn’t like her like her. They were friends. And friendship was something that meant a lot to her. Turning to Brooke she smirked a little. “Cover for me.” in the few short weeks she’d known Brooke, they’d kind of become partners and crime - sisters even. It was nice. Heading over to the group of guys, she stood on her tip toes to attempt to cover Danny’s eyes with her hands. “Come with me if you want to live.”
She hardly noticed the strange looks she was getting from the other three guys as she moved her hand to Danny’s hand and yanked him away. For awhile, she didn’t speak she just kind of ran and hoped that Danny was in good enough physical shape to keep up with her. Once they reached the beach she stopped and laid down in the sand, a fit of laughter coming out of her mouth. Looking up towards Danny she grinned at him. “How was that for a kidnapping?”
Danny was a wreck. He was just beginning to forgive himself his issues with Quinn and Sandy, then somehow he managed to mess things up with Abby. Abby was his anchor. She kept him from drifting away from himself and doing something completely stupid and wasteful of his life. And he hoped that he was doing half of what she did for him, which was give him a newfound purpose. He could think of a thousand corny, poetic metaphors for his feelings, but it all came down to one simple statement. Danny cared about Abby. He realized in order to prove that, he had been hiding something from everyone, including himself, to preserve their friendship. He liked Abby a lot, but he thought it selfish to risk ruining what they had. Even if he had changed his mind, there was no way Abby would talk to him.
It had been a few days since Abby confessed her feelings for Danny, and he couldn’t stop imagining the moment. The sights of Brazil would not override his brain. He mindlessly pretended to pay attention to the chatter of his roommates. His only close friend in the mix was Quinn, who seemed to be enjoying himself with William and Matthew. He didn’t want to bring Quinn’s Brazil hype down with his own dilemma.. Danny hadn’t even thought about how Matt might react if he knew Danny had feelings for Abby.
Danny was walking along with the group, staring at the ground, when all of a sudden, someone attacked him from behind dragging him away. The perpetrator was light on their feet and rather gentle, leaving him to assume this wasn’t an intentional crime. The kidnapper moved their hand to Danny’s hand, and he finally caught a glimpse of who it was. Their surroundings were blurred from running so quickly, and finally they were on the beach, and Abby submitted herself to the sand, roaring with laughter. Danny just smiled down at her admiringly. How could he be so dumb to think that Abby would let their situation get between the fun trip they had anticipated?
“You are something else, Abigail Clark,” he laughed, while trying to catch his breath. He held his hand out to help her up, “Come on, let’s go for a walk.” He pulled her up, and gripped her hand tight, while he walked her down by the water. Everything felt right again, but he knew at some point he’d have to address what happened. It was a matter of whether he should do it now, and ruin the trip, or do it later and spoil the time they had just spent on the trip. After a few moments of strolling in silence, he compromised with himself, “I hope I’m not an idiot for bringing this up, and we definitely don’t have to talk about anything right now, but I just needed to put it out there, that I’m sorry.”