As I was going home, I glanced at my watch and saw that it was one AM. My feet were killing me and I want to go to sleep forever. But it could be worst. Sometimes I get home at like 2 or 3 in the morning.

When I stepped inside my apartment, an abomination temporarily blinded my 20/10 vision.

"AHHHHHH" I yelled and quickly covered my eyes.

Oh my eyes they burn!!!!

"OMG! I'm so sorry Jeannette. I didn't mean for you to see that. It just got out of hand." my surprised roommate said while she was probably scrabbling to get her cloths on.

"I don't care if it got out of hand Cheri. I just wanna know why on God's green earth would u do it on the couch!! What did the couch do to you? All it did was comfort us when we had some rough patches and now you defiling it with his white shit" I ranted to her.

"Well it wasn't the first time so..." said her "boyfriend" Josh.

Fucking hated Josh. Run his ass over with a firetruck.

"OH MY GOD! Now we have to get a new couch from the thrift shop." I said disgusted.

"You can uncover your eyes now" Cheri said calmly. They were kinda dress. She had her bra and panties on inside out and he was only in his boxers.

"Thank you for half covering up" I said sarcastically.

"Your welcome" Josh said, whipping his bangs out of his eyes.

"Shut up Josh" I said glaring at him.

"Whatever. I'll see you later Baby" he said shrugging me off and then went to kiss Cheri roughly right in front of me.

Imma need some glasses. Cuz after this I don't think I'll be able to look at anything clearly again.

"Okay baby" she said as her cheeks started to turn a little red. He picked up some of his clothes smirked at me and walked right out.

"Why did he leave his shirt here?" I said as I pointed to the dirty white shirt on the floor.

"Oh he wants me to wash it... along with some other stuff." she said not looking me in the eyes.

"What is this? Like a hook up or..." I said confused.

"No actually. He loves me very much" she said defensively.

"Yes. Of course he does" I said rolling my eyes.

"Jeanie, you always judging me! Why can't you just except it and move on" she shrieked as she jumped on the couch and pointed at me.

"Nope. I'm not judging you not at all. I just don't understand why you had to fuck him on our couch. The couch were I take naps on. The couch were I watch reruns of Scooby Doo. The couch that got my sister and you through a crap load of struggles with your Jackass men. The couch.." I was gonna continue my crazy rant but she stopped me.

"Jeanie shut up! We only had this couch for one year" she said rolling her eyes at me.

"Shit happens in a year" I said shrugging my arms.

"Why aren't you asking me about my big news"she said hurt.

"How the hell was I suppose to know there was ne-" I started but she cut me off again.

I bet she wouldn't be doing that if i had cut off her tongue.

" Me and Josh are getting married!!!" she screamed excitedly.

"WHAT!" I yelled with wide eyes.

"Yea. He proposed to me like two hours ago" she said with a big ass grin on her face.

"Cheri, listen there's something I have to tell you" I said and stepped closer to her.

"Okay" she said.

"So I saw Josh a couple of day's ago.... um... he was... he was hooking up with a guy behind McDonalds" I said nervously.

"Ugh not this again Jeanie" she said as she put her hands on her face.

"No. It was a different guy this time. He was a tall guy, blond guy with broad shoulders and a yummy ass" I plead to her.

"Girl, why are you telling me? I already know this" she snapped.

"W-wait you do" I said confused.

"Yes I do. Now is this conversation finished?" she said irritated.

"No because you keep letting that jackass cheat on you. On top of that you keep taking him back like nothing happened. And it's not even with females anymore. It's with guys too. Soon he gonna be fucking some aliens" I yelled.

"Look Jeanie, you've never been in a real relationship" she said.

"That's what you and my sister keep reminding me" I snapped crossing my arms.

"Well Jeanie, in relationships, you have to put up with unpleasant things. If you don't, then you won't have a warm body to sleep next to every night" she strained to say.

"But that warm body is a lying, cheating douche bag that deserves to go to hell" I hissed.

"Look Jeanie I know your young right now" she started to say slowly.

"Cheri, your a week older than me what do you mean? And why do you keep saying look for? Am I blind? Cuz last time I checked your the one that wears the glasses" I intervened.

She ignored me and kept speaking.

"But you'll find out that's sometimes you gotta take what life gives you and make lemonade out of lemons."

"Bitch, I am 23, same as you. By the way I won't be turning any lemons into lemonade" I said.

"If I got some good ass lemons then imma selling it to a farmers market. And if I wanna drink some lemonade I'm going to the store and getting a bottle. The hell you mean make lemonade out of lemons." I continued.

"I can't believe this. Why do most of the girls I know, have a jackass attached to them" I mutter walking to my room and slamming the door.

I went to bed.

***

The screaming I heard when I woke up almost gave me a heart attack.

"I gotta change my alarm into something more pleasant" I mutter as I turned it off.

I did my morning routine and in no time I was transported to my desk. I felt bad for my desk because it wasn't very outgoing. It was just plain brown.

"MS. PETERSON" my boss shouted again for the second time this week.

The second I heard him I rushed over to his office and stood by the door. My job wasn't one were you sat down and you were spoken to nicely.

"How are you MS. Peterson because I am just lovely. I'm so happy that I think I should personally recommend you to other publishing house. You've worked so hard" he said with smile.

"um..." I whispered confused.

"BE QUIET! I see you don't know sarcasm Ms. Peterson because you actually responded. Why would I recommend you to other companies when you can't even do your job here right? Are you a monkey Ms. Peterson because I see your making a complete fool of yourself here. Never on time. Lies. Never dressed properly. Another lie. You just never do a signal thing right. Fuck you. Now because of you stupidity, I want you to reread all 23 chapters and edit them correctly. From a quick glance I already see tremendous errors in your work." He ranted at me.

"What do you want to be Ms. Peterson?" He said calmly.

"A writer" I whispered again.

"WELL I DON'T SEE YOU GETTING THERE ANY TIME SOON! Writers are suppose to be creative, well spoken, and eloquent with their words. Giving a reader something to hold on to. You have nothing going for you except your ability to make a fool of yourself. As well as trying to make a fool of this company" he yelled and then stood up looking at me dead in the eyes.

" MY COMPANY." He said with gritted teeth.

"I'm very sorry sir." I said putting my head down.

"Listen, because I'm the best boss you will ever have, I'll give you the weekend to do it. Oh and bring me three scones and a Caramel Macchiato, Venti, Skim, Extra Shot, Extra-Hot, Extra-Whip, Sugar-Free. Now get out of my office and let the door hit you on the way out." He said causally.

I walked out pissed as F*CK. That asshole, that hypocrite that sexist, inconsiderate jerk!! Oh I wish I could strangle him, chop of his head, and feed it to an alligator family. Sadly most of the things I described are highly illegal and demeaning to the alligator family that would have ate just his head. I should give them the body as well!

"Hey... it sounded bad in there" Martin said to me as I went to my desk.

"It was. I have to read 245 pages of a books small ass handwriting in 2 day" I sighed.

"Eh, it can't be that bad" he shrugged.

"Look" I said and handed him the first chapter

"Wow! They can fit all that on one paper? Huh the word size looks like its 6" he said squinting.

"I know. I checked when I read the first chapter" I said and rubbed my hands on my face.

"Don't worry. You can do this." He said patting me on the back.

"No I can't" I said as I trudged to my desk to get my keys. I turned because to face Martin and he slapped me right in the face.

"Ow! What the hell!" I whisper yelled.

"You can do it" he said with a genuine smile.

"Did you really have to slap me tho? I said holding my cheek.

"It was fun for me" he said with a smirk.

"I will end you" I said playfully pointing at him.

"Whatever" he said and went back to work.

I went to the coffee shop to get his crap and before I could poison it, my conscience got the best of me. She told me orange isn't the new black despite what the TV says.

When I went back to the office I kindly I handed it to him, but of course he added all of it to my outfit. So now I was sporting a Caramel Macchiato, Venti, Skim, Extra Shot, Extra-Hot, Extra-Whip, Sugar-Free look. If only I could decorate him, same way he decorates me.

The day went by quick and I was at least on page 75. I would have gotten farther but Mr. Jackass kept calling me for other jobs. Since it was Friday I wasn't tutoring, so I just hung out at my house. When I turned on the television, I started watching this black and white movie called Vertigo. The sad part was, I wasn't able to sit on my couch because it was now tainted with horrible memories. I sat on a chair I brought from my room because I didn't trust any of the furniture outside anymore.

There was a knock on my door and when I opened it, there stood Tiffany and my sister.

"Hey girl!" Tiffany said and walked into the house.

"Hey Jeanie" said my sister and hugged me like it was no tomorrow.

"Where's the boy" I said.

"With the babysitter" she said and walked inside as well.

"Why" I said confused.

"Why? Because we going clubbing tonight at Cameron's new place" she said excited.

"But are you here so early." I said.

"Duh Jeanie. We need to be the most poppin bitches in that joint" Tiffany said rolling her eyes.

"And we got you some outfits to borrow because you never wanna show off your sexy body" Tiffany teased.

"My body likes to hide, thank you very much" I said and made click sound with my tongue.

"Well you ain't gonna get a man with you hiding that body" she said raising one of her eyebrows.

"Damn Tif. You make me feel so special" I said sarcastically.

"I know girl I'm like a diamond" she said.

"So... how long we got till the big opening" I said.

"Well it opens at 9:00 so... we should be there at like 10:30" Tif said.

"Why wait an hour and half?" I said a little confused.

"Because the best men come out during the night time" she said seductively.

"You two both have guys" I said.

"I know. But I'm doing this for you boo boo" she said and tapped my forehead.

"Me?" I said.

"Yes. Me and your sister both agree it's time for you to start looking for a man or at least a baby daddy" she said putting both her hands on my shoulder.

"Um... no thanks I was disowned once by my parents. I don't think I should have a baby before I'm married" I said.

"Our parents are too traditional" Patton explained to Tif.

"Well they need to get with the times" Tif said snapping her fingers.

"What do you mean? Our father says he's gonna die soon anyways so might as well stay in his time" I said giggling at little. Oh father.

"Whatever guys. Tonight we're gonna live like we've never done before. Get our party on, maybe have a hook up in the bathroom stalls" she said.

"Ew" I said clinging my nose.

That's where people poop.

"I second that" Patton says and lifts up her finger.

"Whatever bitches. We need to go get dressed. We only have like 5 hours. Totally not enough time" she said looking at her phone.

"What? I think 5 is plenty" I said.

"Not the way we're goin do it tonight." Tif said with an evil smirk.