It was a tiny wrapped present that arrived in the mail. Monica was smiling as she picked it up to open it. She put her fingers around the small gift. She opened it and took off the top of the box. It was a charm bracelet and inclosed was a note.
Dearest Monica,
I am sorry we lost touch during college. I thought it was the right thing to do, and I regret the past now. I also regret hurting you. I would love to get together some night. Call me at 233-9234 and maybe we could scheldue some get together. I hope you like the bracelet.
Love,
Ryan
Monica almost fainted. Her old flame, from college wanted to get together. She couldn't believe it. It was a shock. She was together secretly with Ben, and she couldn't do that. Maybe she could go out with Ryan like as a reunion and lie to Ben. Maybe it was only a reunion. Maybe Ryan had a family. He probably did. So, she called the number he listed. She dialed the number, and a woman picked up.
"Hello, may I please talk to Ryan?"
"Sure honey. good luck with your career."
"Excuse me?"
"Isn't this Chantal the hooker?"
"No....."
"Ok, just shut your mouth and you can get yourself an appointment with Ryan."
"What do you mean?"
"You are not a hooker?"
"No.....I am an English teacher. Now. may I please talk to Ryan?"
"Sure honey."
"Thanks."
"No problem."
The woman handed the phone to a man.
"Hello, this is Ryan."
"Ryan, this is Monica."
"Monica, how are you?"
"Great."
"Did you like the bracelet?"
"Yup. I was calling because I thinking on getting together."
"Sure, but I have appointments scheudled until next Saturday."
"That woman who answered.....thought I was a hooker."
"My wife thinks all women who call are hookers. I can explain. I pay hookers to have sex with me."
"You are married and you pay hookers to do it with you?"
"I can't do it with my wife any longer, because she and I have had too many children. We have 7 children."
"Oh my gosh. How do you take care of them all?"
"I have no idea."
"I'll meet you at the Love Shack Cafe next Saturday at 10 am if that's ok."
"Ok."
"See you then."
Monica hung up and immediately called Ben.
"Hello?" Ben answered.
"Hey honey."
"Is this important? I am getting ready for a night out with Dino and Jonathan."
"Yes."
"Then what is it?"
"I am going out for a reunion with my friend I haven't seen since college. I was calling to make sure it was ok."
"It's ok. Bye. Love you."
"Love you."
The phone clicked and Monica wondered why Ben was getting ready for a guy's night out in the middle of the afternoon.
And, then, Monica reliazed that Ben was with Sue. She called him back.
"Hello?" A woman asked.
"May I talk to Ben?"
"Ms. Young?" the woman asked.
"Yes, I am calling Ben to confirm a bad grade."
"Oh, while you are on the phone, did I get a good grade on the assignment?"
"This grade is for the previous assignment that I finished grading."
"Oh."
"Is this Sue Miller?"
"Yes."
"Ok. May I talk to Ben please?"
"Yes."
Ben got on the line.
"Ben!" Monica screamed.
"What?"
"Sue is over at your house?! Why are you doing this to me? I thought we were in a honest realtionship! You lied to me!"

Monica hung up on Ben, because Ben was being a dumbass. She confronted her mother about the reunion with Ryan.
"Mom, remember Ryan from college?"
"Yes Monica. Wasn't he the geek?"
"Yes."
"What about him?"
"I am meeting him at the Love Shack Cafe next Saturday."
"I never liked him."
"What do you mean?"
"I hated him. He was a pervert. He looked down my shirt and up my skirt millions of times."
"He did? When?"
"When you bought him home to show him off."
"Oh."
"So, does he have a family?"
"Surprisely, yes."
"Oh, a wife and children?"
"Yes, a wife with 7 kids."
"7 kids?"
"Yes."
"Oh my fcking gosh, Monica, he might try to get you pregnant."
"I am not going to have sex with him mother."
"Yea, but watch out."
"Ok, ma, I will. But, god, give me a dn break. I am 23 for crying out loud. It's my life."
"I am your mother and I will tell you what to do!"
"Alrighty, but I won't listen to you. I haven't listened to you ever, what makes me going to listen to you now?"
"My house, my rules."
"I am trying so hard to buy an apartment. I am trying so hard and you won't help me. Fck, I am struggling! And you don't seem to fcking care!"
"I am struggling too Monica! I am working part-time on minimum wage trying to pay the bills and bills for this house!"
"Yet, you help Misty with her crap!"
"Misty is 18! She needs help with her crap, Monica. You are 23, and shouldn't even be living here. You should be happy you are even living here at all."
"Ok, well, I gotta go. If you need me, I'll be in my room grading papers."
Monica left and went to her room. "The worst part of being a teacher is grading the lousy papers." she thought.
As she graded Ben's paper, she gave him an A. She wrote A down on the paper and added 'Good job.'
She graded Sue's paper next. She gave Sue a D- and added 'You can do it Sue'. She then graded all the other 150 papers and then was bored.
She took a nap and had a dream.

Monica's dream wasn't a nightmare, yet it wasn't all fairies and stuff like that. She wanted to see Ryan, because she needed more revenge on Ben. She dreamed what would happen if she actually met Ryan.
Monica sat down and Ryan pushed in her chair.
"Ryan, I thought you were a geek. You were so ugly."
"Yes, Monica, I know. The only reason I wanted to get together was to show off my new look."
"What's your new look?"
He pulled out a gun.
"Blood."
Monica was freaked out. That was a wierd dream. She thought: "What if Ryan only wants money?" She called up Ryan again. She dialed the number he listed before and the woman answered again.
"Hello, who is this?"
"The english teacher. Get me Ryan right now."
"Ok."
Ryan got on the line.
"Hello."
"It's Monica."
"What's going on?"
"I called to say I forgot that I had a plan to go out with my boyfriend on Saturday night, so I can't make it."
"You have a boyfriend?"
"Yes."
"Oh. Maybe I catch you up on the phone."
"No thanks. I know your life now."
"What?"
"You pay hookers to sleep with you, your wife takes care of your 7 children. You turned out worse than I thought."
"I am so sorry Monica."
"Me too. Goodbye Ryan Seacrest."
"Goodbye Monica Young."
Monica hung up and called Ben. She hoped Sue wasn't there. The phone rang. Ben answered this time.
"Ben. I have a problem."
"What?"
"My old flame from college pays hookers to sleep with him and he has 7 children. I am not sure to go out with him for coffee."
"Who?"
"Ryan Seacrest."
"He's the famous guy who hosts American Idol!"