"No, I am mixed. My dad's white, my mom's black. And no, I can't speak much spanish"...I said. I finished the beer and began to walk away, he grabbed my arm.. I pulled away and kept walking. I admit, I shouldn't have been such a bitch to him. I just wasn't interested and was losing patience with him. I went over to the other side of the room near the dance floor. "Wanna beer" asked a voice. I turned to see a cute Puerto Rican guy standing there. "Sure",

Pain, a throbbing pain passed through her forehead causing her body to tremble. Attempting to move her hands to her temple, she found they were tied to whatever she was laying upon. Likewise, Abby found her legs tied in a spread eagle fashion the same as her arms. Her mind begins to lead her to consciousness and awareness of her surroundings. Abby was unable to fathom where she was and why her arms and legs were restrained. Her mind commenced to