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Chapter 46

Moving to a different floor sounded simple enough in my head, right?

You would think I asked to be made President of Student Affairs or something extra hard to do. Find an empty spot for me, and move me into it. A then B and now we have C. Pretty simple.

"Rayvn, it's not that simple. It takes time to get a new room placement," Diallo said to me.

"I don't really care!" I said, my voice raised a bit. "I need to look after myself, and not feel stressed and afraid where I live. If you can't help me to move, let me talk to someone who can."

That made Allura open her bedroom door and stick her head out.

"It's cool Rayvn, run on off and leave," Allura stated, arms across her chest.

At one point I thought Allura and I would become the best of friends. Now she hated me and I did not care for her much. She chose to take Twyla's side even though she was wrong in this. Fighting over a boy who could care less about her.

"I'm not running away," I said to her. "I just prefer to not be intimidated where I live."

"Rayvn, I can make sure you're not in a stressful situation. You three need to talk things out. I'll set up a meeting-"

"I don't want a meeting!" I yelled at him. "I want a new room! If you can't do it I will find someone who will."

I slammed the door on Diallo standing there. He was an idiot and I could not deal with him right now.

The next morning I showered and dressed and left the room early. My father was waiting for me downstairs. He was in a rental he was going to drive back to St. Louis.

"Am I disturbing your day? You should be at work, right?" I asked as I buckled my seat belt.

"One thing you learn when you're the boss, Rave, you make your own hours."

"Okay, okay! Did you learn that from Angel?"

My dad scoffed at me. "Contrary to your belief, I had my business before I met my wife."

"But you did expand to two and started making  a profit after her...just saying Daddy, Angel has been good for you."

"I'll admit that," he said with a grin, his dimples popping. "But I've been good for her as well. Angel needed a little street in her. She was a stuck-up, judgemental, bougie...well, she was a lot. She didn't even like kids at first, and I know her first impression of you didn't help with that feeling."

"What? I was always sweet as pie to Angel." A little lie wouldn't hurt anyone.

"You ain't got to lie Craig!" my father said, quoting a favorite line from the movie he loved, Friday.

We made it to Broadway Diner for breakfast. I had not been there but my dad told me that Angel recommended it. I ordered plenty of food because I was starving.

We talked about everything but school. We talked about the next time I would be home which was Winter Break. Only three weeks away, and one of those weeks was finals week.

Three weeks at home and I could not wait.

"So Daddy, will you and Angel get me a car for Christmas? Remember when I asked and you said-"

"Let me see what those grades look like."

"Daddy, I didn't make great grades in high school, you guys are expecting a miracle. Let me be lucky if I don't fail any classes."

"Baby girl, you're smarter than you know. We're not asking for perfect grades, just put in the work and do your best."

Whatever that was. Right now I was holding at Cs and Bs. Getting an A in any class would be a miracle.