Abigail Gabriel Danielle Adams was subdued. This was a rare thing for the normally bubbly girl, but she couldn't really help it. After all, nerves were knotting up her stomach and making her feel nauseous. She'd done stuff like this millions of times. Met new people, that is. People she'd spend the next year, sometimes longer, getting to know. But still, Abby could never get used to it. She wanted to be friends with everyone she met but... But what if they didn't like her? What if they laughed at her? What if they were mean and Abby was stuck with mean people she didn't like? It didn't matter that that had never happened. It didn't matter that each and every time she'd entered a new role, Abby had been able to find a friend among those she worked with. Abby was still nervous when it came to meeting new people. As an actress she knew how to fake it, but that wasn't the problem. The problem was that she was almost positively positive that she would not be miserable at all. There were so many nice people in the world! Of course at least one of them would be a part of this production. With that thought in mind, Abby smiled. Her green eyes brightened as she did so and her round cheeks scrunched up. She lifted a hand to brush away the dark black locks that were constantly falling in her face. Her hair was a mass of curls that sat atop her head. When Abby took the time to wrestle them into shape they were glossy and smooth, and tumbled down her back in waves. Today, however, she had simply tied it back in a bun and stuck two chopsticks in there. There wasn't going to be any shooting today; it was mainly just a read through of the script and getting to know everybody. Abby could handle that. She knew for an absolute fact that she could handle that. Even if she was a little early and had been sitting there for five minutes. It didn't matter! Because the next person to walk through that door would be Abby's friend. She knew it. She absolutely knew it, deep inside that secret part of her that Abby never, ever mentioned she knew it. Because Abby had a big secret that nobody knew. A big, huge secret. She didn't even allow herself to think about it most of the time. Because sometimes, in that deep down itty bitty part of her, Abby just knew things and that knowing often escaped to the rest of her body and then Abby would know things others didn't. Such as the fact that whoever entered the door next would be her friend. It was one of the knowings that Abby tried to hide.