Shane woke up to the sound of her phone going off. She groaned loudly and rolled over. Cherie wrapped her arms around her and sighed softly. Shane slowly opened her eyes and looked over at her clock.

“Who’s calling at 8:30 in the fuckin’ morning?” She closed her eyes again and waited for the answering machine to pick up.

“Hey, this Shane. Leave me a message,” the machine beeped, a woman’s voice came on the machine. “Hey Shane, this is Carla. I was calling to remind you that Shay’s flight to LAX comes in at 9:15. I hope that you get there on time and call me when he’s in your arms. Talk to you soon, bye.”

“Shit!” Shane shot up and fell back down on her bed. “Owww!” She closed her eyes and put her hand on her forehead. She felt like the room was spinning and tried to get up again. Cherie turned and opened her eyes. She looked up at a frantic Shane.

“What are you doing?”

“I gotta go get my brother from the fuckin’ airport! I completely forgot that he was coming to visit!” Shane grabbed the jeans off her floor and put them on. Cherie sat up and scratched her head. “I’ll be back later, I’ll give you a call.” Shane walked over to Cherie’s side of the bed and gave her a quick kiss. She began to walk out of the room, but she came back. “I forgot my shoes!” she bent down over and grabbed her Chuck Taylor’s. She turned back around and ran out the room.

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                Bette parked her car and sat. She looked up at the CAC, her first day back at her old job. She took a deep breath and grabbed the steering wheel.

“C’mon Bette, you need the money. You can do this.” She exhaled and got out of the car. She walked towards the door with confidence. She smiled softly as she walked through the door. She walked towards her old office and ran into Franklin.

“Good morning Bette, it’s good to see you.” 

“I wish I could say the same.”