I guess Ian was right that I needed rest because I begun to feel sleeping during my second class. I only managed to keep my eyes open through the third. During lunch, Hannah and I tossed around outfit ideas and noted the stores we would be visiting this weekend in preparation for JBK concert. After my last class I bid them good bye, my eyes half closed, Sam laughing at me. And forgoing our studying session. I hurry back home and collapsed on my bed only managing to kick off my shoes. It must at least be hours later when I hear my phone ring, the sound waking me up. Swiping my fingers over my eyes, I yawned loudly. “Man… that was a good nap” sometimes there was no better feeling than waking up from a well deserved nap. Would have been better if it wasn’t interrupted but we get what we get. Leaning over the bed for my bag which I dumped by the floor in my haste to get in bed, I fished my phone from my side pocket one handedly then I flipped it over to the front, frowning at the scre

“Where here” Ian announced.I dropped my arms, licking my dry lips as I looked at everything but the man beside me.“Where?” I questioned, looking around.In front of us is a restaurant. Those kinds you couldn’t get into without a reservation and they always tend to be fully booked, their nearest availability being weeks away. The super fancy kind. I turned to him with wide eyes. “They’ll never let me in looking like this” I was wearing flip flops for goodness sake. He shrugged in response and opened his door. Releasing a breath, I did the same, I suppose if they turned us away I would only be embarrassed for the next decade of my life.No biggie.The hostess was unable to hide her revolution at the sight of my outfit, I didn’t blame her, I was ruining the front for their fine establishment, and my old sweater did not match the decor. Ian looks perfect as always, complete with a Rolex glinting at his wrist.If Eunice would see me now. She was one of those who advocated on being

In class, I’m reminded that I have to see Eunice and Monica today, I was so not looking forward to that, either way, keeping an eye on Professor Edwards, I clicked my phone awake up my conversations thread with Ian. I’d slept like a baby after getting home last night, with my books scattered on the floor, I managed to brush my teeth before jumping in bed. Ms Pat informed me he left for a meeting early this morning so I had breakfast by myself. It’s been days since I last texted him. I can’t believe I was mad at him just two days ago. A wip lash, the man was giving me a wip lash. I type out a text hitting send. Me: Can Allen drive me home in about an hour? His man still gave me a ride this morning and is sitting in the lot right now. The man was all kinds of intimidating and hadn’t spoken a single word to me. I turn back to class, writing a few sentences on my book when my phone lights up. Ian Quinn: What has happened? Are you feeling ill?” He must think I mean his house. Ke

I didn’t know what to think as I got into the car, Allen, immediately drove off. Although Mr. Alfred took his time to explain it to me, it still didn’t make much sense. Why did put the company in my name? Trying not to think too much about it, I got my phone to see that I had two new messages. The first was from Monica. Don’t forget our agreement Kates, I still have those contacts you know… along with a winky face emoji. That she could remind me of that threat she and Eunice made during the wedding party. I was tempted to text back go ahead. But I already had enough things to deal with right now. I hissed under my breath and deleted the message. She should be glad she got something she wanted out of this, the boutique, then again Monica has always been lucky, unlike me. I consoled myself that Eunice was raging right now. Though I had nothing to do with it, it still gave me a little satisfaction, that she is denied what she loves so much, money. In the end, it seems Da

“You’ve been smiling like crazy,” Sam said, chucking me at the side with his elbow.I rolled my lips into my mouth, trying to trap another smile, “I’m just in a good mood, I guess” I clasp my hands behind me, my ponytails bouncing as I walk.He murmured turning to me. “That’s really good to see Katy, I’m glad that you're happy”I returned his smile.It has been some good days, I wasn't complaining. It's dark when we get out, the lot almost empty, I’m suddenly glad Sam decided to walk me.A few people stand by their vehicles, talking or making out. “Hey Sammy” a female voice calls from behind us. Sam paused, turning to see a girl standing beside a blue convertible. “Cami?” Sam called.And I recognized the name, Hannah might have mentioned it a few times when cursing at Heather, the girl smiled twirling a strand of strawberry blond hair around her finger, still in her green and white cheer uniform, the mid thigh skirt making her legs look a mile long as she walks up to us. “Came we ta