The people who live in this world. They're a fragile people, but they are good. They have a spirit in them, more than anybot could ever imagine. Though some are cruel and evil, the rest of them are kind, gentle, soft. They're a young species, they have a lot to learn, but they are good.

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"Hey, Joey!"

I turned to the familiar voice behind me.

"Bee, hey!" I embraced the long lost friend in a hug, my specialty. "Dude, it's been so long!"

"Oh, I know," Bee said pulling away and holding me at arm's length. "Oh, wow."

"What is it?" I asked looking into his electric blue eyes.

"You're still as beautiful as you were the day I left here."

Before I could even blink, I could hear someone clearing his throat right behind us. I turned to see Jay walking up to us, slowing to stop.

"Oh, hey.. Babe," I smiled, backing away from Bee quickly and brushing the hair out of my face. He doesn't like it covering my face.

"Hey hun," Jay walked casually up draping his arm across my shoulders. He kissed my forehead forcefully, and looked at Bee. "Who's this?"

"This is Bee, baby. He's my -"

"Her best friend," Bee finished, offering Jay his hand.

"Yeah…." Jay looked at the outstretched hand and wrinkled his nose. "So, uhm, babe, I thought we were going to come back to my house," he winked at me, grabbing my shoulders and leading me away from Bee towards my car.

"B-bye Bee!"

His hand was still outstretched.

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I lay in bed staring straight up at the ceiling. The stains can look like little designs if you look at them long enough. Sometimes, they can distract you from -

Jay's arm draped over my waist while he was fast asleep. His head merged his way between my breasts and he sighed in content. He was napping soundly.

I had spent the summer working my butt off. When everyone was out partying and celebrating graduation, I was in a two week summer class getting my STNA, which is a State Tested Nursing Assistant. I work in a Nursing Home, Prime Time. I love it. I'm full time there, but I work 12 hour shifts so I only have to be there three days a week to make full time. Then, I go to school two days a week, where I'm going after my associates degree in nursing. An RN, or Registered Nurse. The on Sundays I teach a Sunday school class, and have family time, which isn't really family time anymore. It's mainly just Jay time. Then tuesdays are my days off, which are usually spent doing nothing until Jay comes over.

My phone vibrates on the table next to me, I grab it before it wakes the sleeping giant. I look at it and its work. I answer it quietly.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Hey, Jolene?" They used my 'formal' name. "It's Alison, the nurse tonight. I was wondering if there was anyway you could come in for a little bit tomorrow morning ? We had a call off."

It was Wednesday night. I could do it. "Yeah," I replied. "I just have to be able to leave by 2:30 so I can make it to school on time."

"Awesome. Thank you so much. Ill see you tomorrow."

I sighed and hung up the phone.

"Who was that?" Jay mumbled as I stretched to put the phone back onto the table.

"Work." I replied running a hand through his hair. "I'm going in tomorrow morning for a few hours. I think I'm just going to go from there to school. I'll bring an extra set of clothes and just leave my scrubs in my locker. I'll just wear them again Friday."

He sighed. "How about I drive you tomorrow ? Then I'll bring your scrubs home and I'll wash them for you."

I smiled and thanked him saying how generous he is. Knowing full damn well I'll be the one washing them when I get home no matter how late - or early - it'll be.

"So who is this Bee kid?"

I sighed deeply knowing this conversation was going to happen eventually.

"He's just a friend, Jay." I assured him. "I met him a few years ago in high school, right before all the bombs and such went off. He disappeared after that."

"So you never liked him?"

"No. Jay. I never liked him. He was my best friend."

"Well," he sat up, propping himself on his arm. "I thought I was your best friend."

"You are," I kissed him on his cheek. "This was before I met you."

"And what about now, Joey?" He raised his voice. "He's back now! Mysteriously out of the blue and you didn't even ignore him! I've been trying to tell you not to talk to guys… You don't listen."

He climbed on top of me again and I just looked up at the ceiling, looking at the different shapes and pictures the stains made.

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So, I decided to write a story story because I couldn't find one like this on here anywhere, and I wanted one to read. I promise, there will be transformers in it I just wanted to get this out there fast. So tell you think !

I'm hoping this will cure my writer's block I have with Annabelle 2. As soon as that is done I'll go back to finishing that one, I promise I haven't forgotten.

Thank you :3