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warm bath. She had already decided what to do about both Tony and Ray, and was on to daydreaming about what she would name her future PR firm and who her clients would be. She dreamed of representing Jim Carrey, Michael Jackson, Madonna, and Dennis Rodman. “Maybe they’re a little too outlandish,” she thought out loud. “Maybe I’ll deal with milder personalities like Michael Jordan, and Brandy, oh yeah, and Angela Bassett and Whitney Houston.”
    Tammy knocked on the door and interrupted her dream. “Ray called while I was on the phone.”
    “Why didn’t you tell me?”
    “I’m telling you now! I was talking to my mother when he called. Anyway, he said he’ll be here to pick you up in thirty minutes.”
    “What? How long ago did he call?”
    “Oh, about five, ten minutes ago,” Tammy responded nonchalantly.
    “Great!” Malena yelled and quickly got out of the tub. There was no way she’d be ready in time.
    She rushed, applying makeup and dressing simultaneously, and made herself presentable by the time he knocked on the front door.

FOUR
    Tiara Johnson worked on her letter of intent for two days. She was frustrated and knew she would need help to make it exceptional. But she couldn’t ask just anybody for help. Rhonda was her only logical solution. She looked around her dorm room. There were posters of her favorite entertainers hanging on the walls, including the love of her life, LL Cool J. She loved her room because she didn’t have a roommate for the first time in her entire life, and she was able to decorate it however she chose.
    She got up from her desk, stretched across her bed, and called her Big Sister. Although it was late, she had to call. Tiara had been working on her letter of intent for all night, but couldn’t seem to get down on paper what she really wanted to say. Becoming frustrated, she figured her Big Sister, Rhonda, could help her out before she lost her mind. She would make it up to her another time. The phone rang four times before Rhonda answered.
    “Hello!” said the groggy voice.
    “Rhonda, you just gotta help me! I know it’s late but I ain’t gonna be able to get no sleep till I finish this letter.”
    “It’s ‘I’m not going to be able to sleep,’ Tiara. And what do I
just have
to help you with?”
    “You’re right, but I won’t be able to sleep until it’s done. I want it to be perfect, flawless. They won’t accept nothing that’s not above average. You know that.”
    “Tiara . . . never mind.” Rhonda was going to correct Tiara’s grammar again, but she decided to let it slide this time. Although Tiara had made her Big Sister promise she would stop her every time she “butchered a sentence,” it was late at night, Rhonda was tired, and Tiara seemed too excited to care about using a double negative in her sentence structure. Instead of nit-picking, she decided to ask Tiara what she was so worked up about this late at night. “What? Who? Tiara, who are you writing to, and why is it so important that you wake me up at one in the morning to help you complete some letter? As a matter of fact, why don’t I call you from work tomorrow?”
    “No! Rhonda, you don’t understand. I’m working on my letter of intent to become a pledge and eventually a member of your ‘distinguished’ sorority, but I cain’t . . . I mean, I can’t manage to find the words to make me sound distinguishable enough to be accepted or even considered. I know what I wanna say, but I don’t know how. Maybe I’m tryin’ too hard. Rhonda, please stay up and help me. I will be forever grateful. I’ll wash your dishes for you the next weekend that I’m home. I’ll take Freeman out for a walk to the park, and you know how much I hate walking Freeman in the park. He barks too much. And Rhonda, I’ll even—”
    “Okay, Tiara, I get the picture. I’ll help you, because if I don’t I know you’ll keep me on this phone all night begging for my help. It will be a no-win situation