A Helping Hand

Ch. 1- Crumbling Faster Than Chips Ahoy

I hope you guys enjoy A Helping Hand, here's the first chapter!

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Graduation. Just a little over 365 days now.

It's really coming. I'm going to have to start adulting soon.

I've decided to start sooner rather than later. Looking for volunteer work in the PT field and such. And today is the Job Fair on campus, the perfect oppurtunity to at least get my name out there and explore some early options. Senior year was when we would have to start a field study somewhere. So why not try and find my own before the office would have to place me somewhere I potentially didn't want to be?

I chose a white lace peplum dress, with a pencil skirt bottom. Why did I decide nude peep-toe heels would be the best decision? Who knows.

My feet are killing me already, and I have to walk around the gynasium for about 2 hours talking to employers. And of course I couldn't let them see my pain. No one is going to employ a wobbling mess with a pained expression.

As I made my way across the green, my nerves started to numb the feeling in the feet. Great. Now I can focus on my smile and pitch. I wanted to make sure these people knew who Ammarie Aliyah Raye was and that they should hire her.

I mean, please. Please hire me. I'm great at what I do, or at least I try my hardest to be.

"Am', wait up!"

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I turned around and saw my roommate Janiece, running towards me. Or, the best attempt at running in heels that is.

I had met Janeice my first semester here, in our psychology lecture. I was tuning out Professor Ross by looking at my Instagram newsfeed. What bought me back was the mention of a homework assignment being due at the end of the week. I hadn't heard what he was saying so I had no choice but to ask the nearest person. I saw a girl with long black hair typing away on her laptop ahead of me.

"Uhm, excuse me. Sorry to bother you but did you catch the assignment, I didn't." I asked quietly.

"Yeah, I'm typing it up now, give me your email and I'll send it to you." She said over her shoulder.

I gave her my email and within a few minutes, I received it. Thanking her, I began to put away my laptop and head out.

"Oh, hey are you new here? I haven't seen you around before." It was the girl who gave me the homework.

"Yeah, I transferred here in the beginning of the semester. I'm Ammarie." I smiled and put my hand out for her to shake.

"Janiece, my middle name is Marie haha." She chuckled and shook my hand lightly.

We walked out of the building chatting away. Asking the typical college questions, such as what year we were and what our majors were.

"Well, I'm done for the day. I'll see you next time, hit me up if you need help with the assingment, Ammarie."

From then on, we started sitting next to each other in class and hanging out for lunch and things afterward. At first, I thought she was this quiet, serious girl- but boy was I wrong.

Janeice is a loud, bold and bordering on crazy, Jersey girl. Her famliy was both Black and Italian, which I felt explained it all.

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"Why didn't you wait for me, hoe?" She said once she caught up to me fixing her skirt.

"I told you if you wasn't ready by 1, I was leaving your ass."