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in school. That was what was important. She needed to finish her degree so she could get a job and at least move out of this crappy place.
    The woman who ran the building stood outside as she unlocked the gate to get into the courtyard. It may be a crappy apartment building, but like most places in San Diego, they still valued their safety. Boo looked at the older woman who was wearing a strange looking muumuu and smiled. If she were to have a best friend, she would have totally called and laughed about her attire, mostly because that was what friends did, they talked about these things. Okay, not that Boo would know, but her therapist told her a long time ago that was what real friends did.
    Shit, she sounded pathetic, but she hadn’t had any time to make friends. After high school, she had gone right into nursing school. She wanted to get scholarships so she had to buckle down and get good grades. So she focused, which meant she didn’t have time to make friends. Boo hadn’t lived in the dorms, she hadn’t wanted to, mostly because she was paranoid about having a stranger for a roommate.
    As she stomped up her stairs to her apartment, she wondered about Magnum and Kink. Had they gone back to the club and found another woman? One who would give them what they wanted? Shit , she thought and mentally slapped herself in the back of the head. She couldn’t think about that, it would lead to thinking about both of the men, and the ménages in the club that had developed. She had seen them all happen, and if truth be told, she hadn’t been freaked out by it. Love came in all shapes and sizes and everyone deserved their happy ever after.
    She wanted hers too, but she had no clue how she even was gonna get it. She was shy, and she didn’t flirt with guys all that much. Heck, the one time she had thrown caution to the wind and went out to a bar with some of the girls from her class, she had looked like a spaz. She knew she had, especially when one of the girls said, ‘you look like a spaz,’ when she had tried to dance with them. See, this was why she didn’t have friends, she just didn’t fit in, at all. Boo rounded the top floor and turned, her apartment was three doors down and she looked, had her key out, and froze when she saw her door was opened a crack.
    Had the smelly breathed guy come to teach her a lesson in politeness? Shit, she really didn’t want a lesson from him. Especially if it meant smelling his breath again. She crept slowly forward and looked through the crack. Aww, she could see her stuff was thrown around. Her couch was leaning awkwardly and that’s why her door didn’t shut.
    She put her keys in her knuckles like she had been taught, making sure she had one between each knuckle so she could jab at someone if they attempted to attack her. Shit, shit shit , she kept saying, and damn it all to hell , she thought when she pushed open the door. All of her clothes, all of her stuff, everything she had worked for, was all in big pile on the floor. She stepped closer and felt the tears gathering in her eyes. Her shoulder hurt. She had been accosted by a guy with bad breath, then she had to go to the school and grovel to the admin head, which really pissed her off, then the two guys she had secretly been crushing on for like two years finally decided they were going to pay attention to her, but not the kind of attention she wanted. No, they were all bossy and shit, and now this. There was seriously only so much a person could take. This was pretty much it. She had reached her boiling point. The fat lady had sung a crappy off-key song. The chicken had crossed the road and got hit.
    Boo pressed the heels of her hands into her eyes and rubbed them for a second. Then she took a deep breath and let it out, repeating it several times until she could get control of her emotions and deal with this.
    When she finally put her arms down, she turned and looked into her cracked mirror, which was hanging sideways. Her