PerspectivesII: Chapter4
Perspectives
II
MarshAngel
Chapter
4
Raye was even more annoyed
now than she had been earlier in the morning. She slammed her apartment
door behind her as she slumped down on the couch. She had heard some dumb
bimbo whispering behind her back when she'd gone to class that morning.
It wasn't so much what that stupid red-haired bitch Liz and her friends
thought about her, but she would have preferred not to have heard it.
They thought Raye
saw herself as better than them because she had a wealthy father, and stuck
to many of her Japanese traditions. To top it off she paid no attention
to the stares she got from many guys acknowledging her beauty and was always
quiet and reserved. All this only served to give them the
impression that she
was a snob.
To top it off, she'd
gotten a speeding ticket, which had made her late for work. When she'd
finally arrived, late and flustered, she'd found that Davis had gone down
in the polls increasing the amount of work everyone had to do to make sure
he could keep in the race. Worse yet their limited budget limited what
they could do to assure that Davis would win the election.
She soon discovered
that sitting on the couch being miserable was not going to help the situation,
besides she was hungry. As she got off the couch she noticed the letters
she had tossed on the coffee table when she came in. The letter from Mina
rested on top. She hadn't heard from Mina in a long while, but then she
only heard from Mina when she had a lot to say and that wasn't very often.
As she read the letter
she noticed the tone of the letter was so different from ones Mina had
written before. It seemed she had regained the excitement and love of life
she had had when they were teenagers in Juuban. The letter was long as
Mina had plenty to say. Most of it came as a shock to Raye.
To Raye's great surprise
and relief, Serena and Darien had gotten back together and were now engaged.
She was not the only one seriously involved, Amy who was working at a hospital
in San Francisco and was dating a geneticist friend of Serena's. She claimed
she had heard from Lita not too long ago and She was moving from Paris
to New York where she was working at some new restaurant. Raye hadn't even
known, Lita was in Paris, she had thought she had planned to move to London
after high school. Obviously she had changed her mind.
Andrew and Rita were
in San Francisco. Rita had some kind of archeological convention to attend
and she had brought Andrew along with her. It was a good excuse to visit
his old friend Darien. Raye wondered why Andrew and Rita hadn't gotten
married yet. They had been engaged since she was in high school.
Raye read the entire
letter slowly taking in each piece of information like a new breath of
air. With every word she felt a slight renewal of the attachment she had
once had to these friends. It wasn't her only feeling. She was happy for
Serena and Amy but jealous at the same time. She wish she had someone to
love and to love her.
As she came to the end
of the letter, she found herself wishing there was more. She wanted to
know everything. She wanted her friends with her again. She wanted to know
everything that went on in their lives. And then there it was:
P.s. I know you're
not going to believe this but I just found after writing this long letter.
I'm still trying to grasp this as well. I don't know what to do. I'm pregnant,
and Andrew's the father.
To say Raye was shocked,
would have been the understatement of the century. It was a while before
she got her mind to work and managed to snap her jaws shut. Mina
had obviously learned the concept of shock value very well.
Lita slumped on the
moldy old couch of the dark apartment. She hadn't realized how hard it
was to find a good apartment in New York at a reasonable price. Luckily
she'd come across this apartment just two blocks down from the hotel at
which she'd been staying for the past three days. The old lady, who had
lived here, had recently moved down to Florida leaving the majority of
her furniture behind. It was still more expensive than she had hoped for,
but for a two-bedroom apartment in Manhattan, not far from her job, it
was priceless.
The apartment smelled
like a litter box and the old drapes were blocking out what little sunshine
would have come in at this time of day, as the sun was setting. Despite
all this she was grateful for the fact that the apartment was furnished
so she would not be looking around in desperation for furniture. She relaxed,
kicking off her shoes and putting her feet up on the coffee table. It had
been a long day.
She had gone to the
restaurant this morning and had been shown around by her boss Anthony.
He was gorgeous; he looked so much like her old boyfriend, with those same
beautiful light brown eyes. The restaurant was impressive. It was decorated
in deep dark blues and green that gave the impression of deep water as
the name indicated. The other chefs seemed really nice too. There were
two others, Alice and Brett and three assistants. It was very different
from her old job and a welcome change.
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