Bianca

"Shush Luke-y Boy; you're okay, Mama's home now." Bianca cooed to her baby son. He stared at her with watery eyes as Bianca tenderly wiped away his tears with her shirt sleeve.

Luke's frown turned into a small smile as he stared at his mother. Bianca giggled softly and continued to rock him. She had missed him so much today.

Miss Laura, the owner of the daycare, slowly approached Bianca and Luke. Bianca was sitting atop of one of the oversized beanbag chairs, next to where the cribs for the babies were. She had arrived moments before, looking slightly disheveled and completely out of breath. Miss Laura felt terrible for Bianca and Luke, their situation was terrible and she knew Bianca gave absolutely everything she had to raise her son and work two jobs. She felt horrible charging Bianca the weekly fees for the daycare service, knowing how much Bianca needed that money for other things, and on numerous occasions she had tried to tell Bianca just to keep the money. But Bianca always insisted on paying the full charge, not even half or a fourth like Laura had also suggested. Miss Laura felt an incredible amount of respect for Bianca.

"Hi Bianca," Miss Laura smiled warmly at Bianca and Luke. "He was wonderful today. Slept for the most part, but he did have lunch and he did play with some toys for a bit."

Bianca looked up and smiled. "That's great. Thank you. I'll bring my payment tomorrow when I drop him off."

Miss Laura sighed and grabbed her own beanbag, setting it down across from Bianca and sitting down. She rested her elbows on her knees and looked Bianca in the eye.

"What?" Bianca asked innocently, leaning down slightly and placing a kiss on Luke's little pink cheek.

"Bianca, honey, I know we've talked about this before. But please, don't bring the payment. The daycare is running just fine; it's not a problem to take care of Luke for free."

Bianca blinked and stared at the floor. "No, that's fine. I-I have enough money… and it's just-" Laura cut her off.

"Honey, you and I both know you can use that money for diapers or food -something more important then this. Please, just let us take in Luke for free."

Bianca stared at Luke, who was starting to fall asleep in her arms. She seemed to be lost in her thoughts and Laura folded her hands in her lap. Bianca just didn't feel right about not paying Laura. Laura treated Luke like he was her own son, and Bianca knew she wouldn't be able to find better daycare service anywhere. Even paying Laura the weekly fees didn't even seem like enough of a thank you for everything she did for Luke. There had been times where Bianca's boss would call her at 6 p.m. un-expectantly, and ask her if she could fill in for someone who was sick. Bianca would jump at the chance at an extra shift, and had to call Laura at her house and ask her if she could take Luke for a few hours. Laura was Bianca's life saver.

"I can't. It's just, after all of this time. I don't know how else to say thank you to you." Bianca said honestly.

Laura exhaled. "Honey, I don't need a thank you. Seeing you and Luke happy together is enough to make it all worthwhile to me. And if you were just some bum throwing Luke at me so you could go out partying, things would be different. But you are the most hardworking mother I have ever seen, with so much love for your son. And your situation isn't easy and I know that. Anything I can do to help you out makes me feel good. Please, I'm begging you, use that money for something better." Laura explained.

Bianca was absolutely quiet for a few minutes. Laura waited patiently, watching Bianca thinking over what she had said.

"Okay." Bianca whispered. "Thank you so much, Laura."

Laura then noticed the shininess in Bianca's eyes, and Bianca reached a hand up to brush away a tear that was gathering in the corner of her eye. Laura immediately pulled Bianca and Luke into a big hug.

"There is no need to cry, Bianca. C'mon, you need to get Luke home." Laura pulled away and kissed Bianca and then Luke on the cheek.

Bianca nodded. "You are a wonderful person, Laura."

Laura smiled. "Awh shucks. Thank you, honey. Now come on, I'll go grab Luke's diaper bag."

Bianca just meekly nodded, so touched by Laura's generosity. She knew perfectly well she needed that money to pay for this month's rent.

X

Drew

"Drew! Get your butt downstairs!" Audra's voice rang up the steps. Drew rolled his eyes and chucked his controller onto the floor. He rubbed his eyes and got up from the couch, heading downstairs to the family room, where he could hear lots of commotion.

His fiancée Rachel had her finger in Drew's mothers face, shouting something at her. Audra just stood with her arms crossed and her face as calm as can be. But Drew knew that any second she could crack, and Rachel would be sorry.

Drew walked up behind Rachel and grabbed her arm, pulling her away from his mom.

"What's going on now?" he asked, his voice sounding tired. Rachel tried to step around Drew, her blonde hair a mess and her face red with anger. Drew stopped her at once by clamping a hand down on her shoulder and pulling her under his arm. Rachel calmed down a bit.

"Your mother," Rachel spat, and then looked up at Drew. "Is all on my case again. Baby, she won't leave me alone!"

Audra rolled her eyes. "I gave her the paper with the job listings in it, as a hint, and she overreacted like she always does."

"Excuse me?" Rachel practically shouted back. Drew saw her clench her fists and tense up, and he secured both of his arms around her so she wouldn't do something stupid. Drew knew perfectly well that she couldn't control her temper sometimes. "You threw it at me! And then you screamed 'Get a job or I'm kicking you out of my house!' I'm tired of you disrespecting me all the freaking time!"

Drew exhaled sharply. Whenever Rachel and his mom fought, which was getting to be a daily thing, it was always too hard to tell which side was telling the truth. The best way to handle their arguments was too just call a tie.

"Mom, maybe you should start being a little more considerate and polite to Rachel. Rachel, babe, you need to stop taking things so personally and maybe listen to my mom. If you got a job, we could move out." Drew said, thinking his points sounded pretty fair and equal.

Drew felt the sharp sting hit his right cheek, he heard the loud slap, he heard his mom gasp, but it all didn't really register in his mind for a few moments. He let go of Rachel completely and reached up and touched his cheek, then stared at her in disbelief.

Rachel stood in front of him, fuming. Drew had never seen her more mad before in the entire time he had known her. Audra quickly stepped around Rachel and examined Drew's cheek. Then Audra turned around, her eyes narrow with anger.

"Get out of my house." Audra declared, with little emotion. Drew was still in too much of a shock to say anything.

"Fine." Rachel said, turning on her heel. She knocked a vase of flowers off the counter on to the floor, which smashed into bits. Audra stared after her as she bounded up the stairs.

"I should have her arrested." Audra muttered, walking over to the freezer and pulling out a frozen bag of kernelled corn. She gently placed it on Drew's red cheek, and when he didn't reach up to hold it there, Audra grabbed his hand and placed it over the bag.

Audra then grabbed a broom and dust pan and started sweeping up the broken glass. "What a mess." she muttered. Drew stared at the damage.

Suddenly Audra stopped sweeping. "Drew, please tell me what you see in her. You can do so much better."

Drew stared up the stairs, where he could hear Rachel zipping and unzipping things, and muttering curse words under her breath. He knew he had to go talk to her, even though his mom was going to be pissed at him.

"I love her, Mom." Drew finally whispered, setting down the bag of corn and heading up the stairs to go fix whatever he could with Rachel.

X

Eli

Eli walked down the stairs of the lecture hall, his freshly print paper in hand. He stepped onto the floor and the few steps to the front desk where his professor sat. He handed him the paper, a smirk across his face.

"Ah, Eli, right? I can always expect fine work from you." Professor Simmons smiled at him and took the paper, already starting to glance over it.

"Thank you, Sir." Eli replied, as he turned around and headed to the door. He had no more classes today, and barely any homework or studying to do. This hadn't happened in a long time, and he was looking forward to a night all to himself.

Eli attended University of Toronto, majoring in English and minoring in Creative Writing. He was in his fourth and last year before he got his Bachelor's Degree, but he was planning on coming back for his Master's. In all four years of college, he hadn't had a class he didn't like. All of his classes interested him, and although the workload was pretty rigorous, he didn't mind. He didn't have much else to do anyways, as far as a social life went.

Adam had gone off to college in Vancouver. He was majoring in Journalism and hoped to become a radio or TV newscaster. Adam was also in Vancouver because the medical care was better out there. He was going through the process of being who he always wanted to be: a guy. Every time Eli saw him he noticed a difference in him and Adam had never been happier.

Fiona was off in New York at some elite fashion school, living out her dream. Imogen was engaged to a guy ten years older then her and had a job at a theater downtown, as the assistant director. Everyone else from high school he was no longer in contact with.

And he hadn't made too many friends on campus.

Sure, he and his roommate Dan, who had roomed with him all four years, got along well. They went to coffee together sometimes, or the movies. But Dan was out and about all the time. Dan had three majors – Economics, Computer Science and Business and was way busier than Eli. He also went out partying at bars, clubs and just simple dorm parties. He was also engaged to a girl he met through one of his math classes, and spent the majority of the small amount of free time he had with her. Eli understood.

So for the most part, Eli was alone. He wasn't interested in partying. And that's how most people in college made friends. Eli spent the majority of his time studying, which is how he earned his 5.0 GPA, and therefore he spent all of his time in his dorm room. Some weekends he went home to visit his parents, but that's as far as his interaction with other people went. It would be an understatement to say he was lonely.

Eli walked out of the lecture hall and down the sidewalk to the dorm building. He opened the door and walked through the lobby and to the elevator. His dorm room was on the top floor, which Eli loved. He had a nice view of the entire campus from his room. He could also see city lights in this distance.

Eli stepped inside the elevator and pushed the button. He felt the tiny rush of adrenaline he always got when the elevator started to move. He exhaled and checked his watch. It was only 2 o'clock and he had nothing to do for the rest of the day. He could catch up on his reading, which he had neglected for the most part since he had been in school.

The elevator stopped and the doors lazily opened. Eli stepped out and walked down to his room. He stuck his key into the lock and stepped inside, locking the door behind him again.

Dan wasn't here, but he had left a mess of clothes, books and papers. Eli kicked stuff out of the way to make his way over to his side of the room. He flopped down on to his bed and searched around for the book he was currently reading, which he could have sworn he left on the bedside table.

Eli groaned and stood up, deciding that he was never going to find anything with this mess all over the place. He also wasn't that big of a fan of messes since his whole ordeal back in his high school years with hoarding. It was better to keep things neat then to fall back into his old habit.

Eli threw all of Dan's clothes into his closet, thinking it would be going too far to sort and fold them all. He then stacked all of Dan's books and papers into neat piles on his desk. The room was still a little messy with other things, but it least it wasn't so chaotic. Eli then decided to straighten up under the beds because they were probably worse then the rest of the room.

He decided to clean under his bed first. He bent down and started throwing out the various chip bags and soda containers. He then saw a little box in the back towards the wall. Wrinkling his brow he crawled under and grabbed it. He didn't remember putting a box of anything under here. He slowly crawled back out from under the bed and as he saw it in the light, he immediately recognized it.

Inhaling sharply he took the lid off the small photo box. Inside, were all pictures from his high school years. On top was a picture of him and Clare, during Drama Club, covered in paint as they both held paint brushes, painting a piece of the set.

Eli sighed; this needed to stay in the past. He couldn't start thinking about Clare again. He didn't even know why he had brought the photo box to campus. He put the lid back on the box and shoved it back under the bed

Thanks for reading! Sorry, I've been distant from FanFic for quite some time now but hope to get back into it with this story. Again, these will be the couples featured in this epic length story:

Eclare
Drianca

Fadam

Kenna

They are my four favorite ships and I've had this idea for awhile. I will do sections from three characters every chapter. It's kind of in a random order, so the same character could be in two consecutive chapters or not in another chapter for awhile, you never know. Anyways, please follow me on Tumblr! I ALWAYS follow back.

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Next chapter should be up within the next few days! Please review!