Chapter 4

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"Hi are you Renae?" someone ask but I realize I had fallen asleep while getting my things together for my first day tomorrow. So of course I am laying, face down, on the floor beside the table in our room. And I had been drooling due to spit all over my face also I am positive I look like crap.

"Um yeah." I answer while standing up, trying to look all cool like yeah man I sleep on the floor and drool all the time, don't you?

"Hi I am Marie your roommate." She smiles. I look at her and I am almost possible those pictures on the floor are her, and she is even prettier in person. She is a beach blonde straight hair with light green eyes (lucky! My green eyes look like puke), around my height (but she is wearing heels). She looks like a model: very thin but not without curves, not flat chested but close. Her waist is something to totally be jealous about, her hips go out just enough to give her that hour glass shape. She has very clear skin and wears just enough makeup to highlight her beauty without caking makeup on.

"Hi it's nice to meet you." I add while trying to cover up the fact that there is still drool on my face.

"Wow those are some magnificent drawings. Did you do those yourself?" Marie asks while walking over to my side of our room.

"Yeah, I drew those." I answer while walking over to her (and tripping over all my crap that I left on the floor).

"Wow you are amazing!" She proclaims.

"Aw thank you." I blush.

"I see you have tons of nursing books, are you going to be a nurse?"

"Well I hope so, if I can get into med school." Marie sighs, you can still she looks very distressed since I asked.

"Oh I am sorry, I didn't know-" I begin to say but Marie interjects:

"No, no you're fine. I just don't know about becoming a nurse because I don't have to money, I have to support my sister, and my mom has stage four breast cancer." Marie stops,

"Oh my goodness I am so sorry, I didn't mean to tell you my life story, it just came out." She looks embarrassed.

"No don't be ashamed, I would to listen."

"But you don't even know me," She laughs.

"Well since we are roommates I thought this could go two ways. Either we hate each others guts or become best friends and so far I am liking to second option." I smirk and Marie laughs.

"Okay I like the second option to. Okay now you better tell me crap about your life now."

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"Shut up! Your mom did not say that!" Marie and I decide to make coffee and talk. I just finished telling her about mom-monster and how me leaving for college went.

"Yep believe babe. My brother, Thomas and I like to call her mom-monster or momster for short." I take a sip of my coffee, we are sitting in my bed in our pj's.

"Wow she sounds likes.."

"A monster?"

"Pretty much yeah." Marie laughs.

"Okay now tell me about that guy in the picture with you over there." Marie blushes. "Well that is my boyfriend."

"Oh girl! Tell me all!"

"Haha okay!" Marie beams, takes another sip of her coffee and continues.

"We met in high school, his name is Jason. We have been dating about two years now and mom has been telling my constantly we need to get married. But how can we get married? Mom is dying of breast cancer, I am try to support my sister, pay for my college, and mom. Getting married is not an option." Marie sighs, you can look into her eyes and just see how much she is hurting.

"So I understand why you don't want to get married right now but why does your mom want you to?"

"Because, she told me, she wants to be there on my wedding day before....before.." Then Marie turns into a puddle of tears, I just hold her in my arms.

Marie just lays in my arms for a while.

After she calms herself down we start watching "The Notebook".

I check my phone to see if Sam has texted me, on my phone it reads:

"Sams-- Hey Ray, how is it going with your new roommate? Mine is obsessed with coffee, I love it! lol!"

"Cammie-- babe! I miss you already!! How is it going?"

"Thomas-- Cams won't stop talking and worrying about you, lol."

I look down at all my messages and it makes me smile. I feel so loved and cared for despite how I have never gotten that from my parents. So I text them back:

Me: Hey Sams!

Sam: Babe I miss you so much! How is it going?

Me: Pretty good so far, I really like my roommate.

Sam: btw I got a job at coffee love, they are looking for more, you want a job there? I can put a good word in for you.

Me: Sure! With how terrible things went with momster, I don't think I am getting any money from them anytime soon.

Sam: Sad but true, btw I am there, wanna come by?

Me: kk be there in 10

Yes! Just what I need, a job. I look over at Marie and she is sound asleep, curled up on her bed, cuddling her pillow pet. I get up from my bed and look in the mirror.

"Yikes." Is my first reaction to how I look, I have total bed head, and I am wearing pj's.

After about a good twenty minutes I finally look decent enough to go able for a job. I straighten my hair, put on a red sweater, black dress pants, a pair of Marie's black heels (I hope she doesn't mind) and do some makeup.

I text Sam that I am on my way and I am out the door

"Perfect timing babe," Sam says while I walk in the door. The place just looks like your average coffee shop but I can't help but feel someone is looking at me.

"Renae meet Mr. Stevens," I shake his hand and say:

"Hi it's so nice to meet you."

"Oh the pleasure is all mine, you can call me Phillip." Mr. Stevens is a very tall and muscular man, he is actually wearing sweats and a t-shirt.

"Oh I am sorry, I run a workout shop downtown." That examples the sweats.

"So Renae, Sam tells me you thinking about applying for a job here right?"

"Yes sir."

"Marvelous! You can start tomorrow, just fill out this paperwork." Phillip caps his hands, runs and gets me that paperwork.

"Yeah this worked out better than I thought." Sam smirks, it will be really awesome working with my best friend.

"Okay so I gotta get back to work but I will talk to you tomorrow!"

"Okay bye!"

I wave by to Sam while walking out the door. But I can't help notice one guy, he is in a wheelchair. Honestly, that's not what draws me to them, his dark chocolate eyes and his smile. I pass by him, I smile, and his teeth just sparkle so I quickly run out of there.

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Hey guys!

Who do you think the guy in the wheelchair is?❤️

I hope you enjoyed this!

I love you so much❤️

-xoxo Renae❤️

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