"Where to?" Anette asked Bette, as she pulled out of the parking lot.

"I’m going home." Bette replies, and listens to the music playing on her ipod touch. She thought of Tina the whole ride home.

That evening…

Ray’s house…

After smoking a joint, Ray jumped on his pc and looked up P-Diddy. He was studying in college to be a entrepreneur. Life was hard for him out of everyone. He had a strict mother who was all about making something out of life. And when she saw her son slacking, she jumped to remind him of what he was doing. They fought often. For days at times. He was thinking about his next project when he cell phone starts ringing.

"Hey, Bette. What’s going on?" Ray asked, as he stood from his chair. 

"Nothing. Just wanted to call and make sure you’re ok. How was your day?" She asked, as she closed her bedroom door. She went over to her bed and lay in it.

"Ok. It could have been better. Finding a job is so hard, Bette. I haven’t received any call backs."

"Well, that’s a sign that maybe you should stop smoking that stuff. Give yourself time to prepare for the working world." Bette replies.

"Bette, what working world? You’re the one with hours from Anette. I’ve got nothing. I can’t believe the bitch fired me." Ray scowled. He plops down on his adult sized bean bag.

"Ray, we have already gone over this. You don’t like to listen to people. Not even your boss. You have to sometimes come second. It’s not always about you. Sometimes, you have to suck up your pride and get the job done. You have not realized that? I hope you do soon. And look at what you going to school for? Do you think that you are going to just make it big like that? P-Diddy had to work for everything he got. I remember years, Ray. Years. These things take time.

"I know…" Ray replies. "Well, I see you had a good day. Luck seems to be coming your way." 

"Not luck, Ray. Blessings." Bette says, with a smile on her face. "I like to call them blessings."

That night…

Tina signed into her google account. The overnight shit had began, and she was ready for another quiet night. The overnights in the beginning was easy. And it was easier when she was in school. At one point of time, she wanted to be a nurse. But, she thought of the long hours and dedication it would take. She didn’t mind it, but she also had a passion for screenwriting. She thought, you could always be a nurse. The nursing field is said to bloom through 2018. It’s not going anywhere.

"Hey, Mama." Says La La, who enters the office with a smile on her face. "How was your day?" She turns and signs the payroll sheet.

"My, My, My…" Tina replies, leaning back in her chair. "Why are we so happy?" Tina asked, curiously.

"Um, maybe, I met someone." La La replies, with a twinkle in her eyes. 

"Do tell?" Tina asked, grinning from ear to ear.

"It happened Friday night. I went to slades with my girls and we sat at the bar. After my second cosmo, Tammy taps me on the shoulder and directs my gaze toward the entrance. Girl, there he was…." LaLa stares out into space. " We hung out on Saturday and caught a movie. Dinner afterwards of course. I don’t know, Tina, I’m really feeling em."

"Ok, ok…" Tina replies. But adds, "What about, Kevin?"

"What? Oh, come on, Tina…I’m so over, Kevin. Talking about ‘I think I’m in love with you.’ Tina, please!!!!" La La exclaims. "Kevin is a joke. The person I met on friday is a man, girl. He’s holding his own and everything. He had two kids though and he is thirty-five."

"And he’s still clubbing?" Tina asked, with a concerned look.

"I know what you’re thinking, but he almost never goes out. That was the reason why he was there. And also because his boys asked him to roll." La La replies convincingly. 

"Fine. But, I hope you know what you are doing."

"I got this, Tina.  Been in the game long enough. So, have you spoken to Bette, lately?"

Tina froze in her place. She put her elbows on her desk and rest her cheek in her palm. She thought about Bette for a second, and replies, "We don’t talk anymore." She looks away and adds, "I don’t know."