"Speaking"
I have horrible luck with men. It all began when I slept with my boyfriend David and ended up pregnant, he was my collage English professor and I was a sophomore working on getting my degree in teaching. When I found out he was married and had two kids, I didn't say a word more to him, I transferred to a school in New York with my best friend and support system Amanda. I was six months pregnant when the transfer went through and we left.
That was all five years ago, now I'm twenty-six and teaching Kindergarten, Amanda, my daughter, and I living in a middle class three bed room apartment in an okay neighborhood.
Life is predictable and just fine.
AN: Alright here's a new story in a new catagory for all of you to enjoy! Sorry the first bit is so short, but as I'm sure you've noticed from other postings I'm not really into long introduction pages. Chapter one will be long promise! :)
Please R&R