“Yes I know I was asking for a life changing thing to come a long but I could have never expected this.”

“It’s the cards you were dealt my dear.” This conversation sticks with me everyday. Why was this life given to me and what do I do with it. I could look at my surroundings seeing all these people suffering and starving, or I can do what I came here to do. I have been blessed with a home, clothing, settler, never gone hungry, and a family that loves me. They may not eat for days, shelter is tin roofs cramming fifteen people into it, clothes is a ragg they wear till they find the next rags, and they’re family needs them to work or sells them. Families love their children here but cannot suffer themselves or their children.

This is my journey to a world of a mission to help those here in India. Join me as I share the stories of others experiences and what I see to be a life for myself to come.

Monica went to work spoke to Tony as she entered. Shared with him what she had read and what chapters had changed her view. Still unsure of what all these things mean to her, Tony simple shares for her to not rush it and to continue reading. He is no expert so tell her to seek a place out that she feels called to. Monica agrees to this and heads to her office. Before looking for a place that calls to her, which she is unsure of what that could possible mean, she does the research she promised to do for Mike.

“What is with this thing?” Monica is clicking all over her computer for the website she uses for simpler researching of fundraisers and it does nothing.

“Bad time?” Monica turns to see Mike standing at her office door.

“Oh no, sorry just trying to actually look up the information I said I would do for you.”

“Ahh, well thank you so much. I did some of my own.”

“Awesome. I honestly meant to do this for you yesterday but life gave me a slap in the face so I had to put it off.”

“Alright. In a good way.”

“You know I think so.”

“Well that’s always good.” Mike unsure of what to continue on saying goes and hands the folder he’s brought with all the research he has done.

“Oh right, getting straight to business. Listen not sure what your expecting to do or anything-”

“I have everything laid out there with my ideas. Read it over and give me a call.” Mike just turns and head to the elevator. Monica is unsure how to think of this. Should she follow him or, she’s up and heading to him.

She catches him at the elevator, “that’s it?”

“Excuse me?”

“Your just going to walk all the way to my office, hand me this, and then be done?”

“Monica I know your business didn’t mean it in a rude way. Honestly.” Mike looks serious at Monica and questions lingering on his face of wondering why she’s so hurt by what just happened.

“I’m sorry. I guess I am just, I, there is just a lot of my mind. I will read this over and give it back to you.”

“Thanks.” The elevator opens and Mike steps on in. Gives an awkward wave and the door shuts.

“And that lady and gentlemen is how you make a complete and total ass of yourself.” Monica phone goes off with a text from Andrew, done for party tonight at Shay’s? Shay is friends with Mike, Monica just made an ass out of herself to him. Probably not. I’ll be there.

I was looking for an answer to this guy while at the party but so over talking about him right now. At the event I was at there was no Mike or Shay, but there was the funny boy who to you has no name and you have not meet yet. This would be Jay. Best smile let me tell you. Great heart. Now before telling you everything let’s get into how we’ve meet. I was at an event now made some friends. Not the need to cling to my siblings for support. While talking to a new found friend the funny boy comes up says hi to his friend and then just walks past. First off rude. Now going out of first person. I will let the narrator tell the story of my life so I will stop butting in.

“Did that just happen?”

“Yep.” Ruth just nods bringing her glass to her lips.

“I don’t understand these boys. I went where people had money and thought you should know them already because of who their father way and knew generally what their bank account would have. These guys need to introduce themselves. They are not brought up at gatherings or making headline news.”

“Monica calm down. Damn is that Shay kid still bothering you?”

“Ruth, please. I could walk over that guy wearing six inch stilettos. That guy was straight up rude. Who comes into a group says hi and has a conversation. I then go to introduce myself. Which I am a lady, he should be saying hello to me. Then he walks off. Seriously?” Monica takes a sip of her glass, looks at the door and sees Andrew walking in. “Oh thank God.” Ruth looks up in surprise. “Andrew’s here I’ll be back.” Monica walks up to him. “Finally a sane person to talk to!” Monica throws her arms up to give Andrew a big hug.

“Always my dear. How are you?” Giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“Fantastic. How about you my dear boy.”

“I’m doing well. Feel like I should be on the hunt for a wife whenever I enter this room. Weird feeling.”

“Trust me I hear ya.” Monica brings her glass to her lips and looks around. “At least you can openly talk to the guys and make friends without them thinking you want to marry them. The girls here bore me.”

“I’m sorry your left talking to the boys. I will introduce you to some guys.”

Monica smiles knowing she’s won. “Well Andrew let this night begin.” They link arms and walk into the party.

I’m sure you enjoyed my awkwardest state. But now with this story. I never wanted to date someone who isn’t my friend first. Honestly, world wind romances don’t last, and are so last season. It is not simply a friends with benefits thing either that is just so not classy. I want to marry my best friend and have them be with me everyday. I understand the concept that guys and girls cannot be just friends. They can if you realize they cannot be your best friend. Now let me start off the with the story of wilderness guy, is all started on a stormy night of me needing a rescue, this guy can out of no where and saved my life! No serious I’ll stop playing no night in shining armor simply your average joe, meet at an even thrown by my siblings friends where I knew no one. I clung to my siblings but saw this guy who seemed pretty quit and like he was in the same boat. So I made my way over and say hi.

“Hi, I’m Mike.”

“Mike? Nice to meet you I’m Monica.” We shake hand as a sign of meeting and acknowledgment. 

“What brings you out to the woods?”

“Well my siblings know the people here so I tagged a long. You say that like it’s a bad thing or something.”

“Oh no I didn’t mean it that way at all!”

“Okay good. But this is a pretty sweet set up they have here. I’m sure you could go riding anywhere.”

“You ride?”

“I know the dress and sandals don’t really play a part of a riding girl but I do.”

“Oh just don’t meet many girls that do ride.”

“Yeah people generally don’t get it, I was the only girl that rode at my school growing up. But we also lived in the suburbs so not a lot of places to go.”

“Oh yeah I don’t live around here but this is my friends place so we come here on the weekends.”

“This would be awesome to go riding. Do you ride quads or dirt bikes.”

“Well I borrow a friends bike.”

“Better than what I got, parents got ride of my stuff a few years back so now I just appreciate those who can still ride.”

“Nice.”

“Hey Mike.” I turn and see this guy I swear is Mike’s age, maybe a little taller, and slightly hickish. 

“Hey man.” I am not sure about what to do they are both slightly starring at me. But this does not phase me. I come from a large family and slightly out spoken.

“Hi I’m Monica.” I put my hand out for an introduction. He shakes it.

“Hi. So Mike are you coming here tomorrow? Frank got a new mountain bike and wants to break it in.”

“Yeah I’m down with that.” They both just nod. I give I little glance over the crowd. No one really seems interesting.

“So I’m guessing one without a name you ride too.”

“Yeah.”

“Right and your not one for the art of conversation.” I now I must come off as a major bitch right now but seriously who just shakes a girls hand, talks to the person they’re with about plans and doesn’t offer up a name? Like come on. Okay I will try not to interrupt the story again.

“Umm. I just wanted to check with him for plans tomorrow. Sorry I’m Shay.”

“Nice to meet you say.” I then smile and just walk away.

Welcome to the girl who got too much for the nice guy. I did like them don’t worry. One I truly had a crush on. From the moment I meet them I thought they were attractive. Being who I am I went straight up and started talking to them. One in particular was quit shy which I found adorable. SO I tried getting him to talk. He was a wilderness type of guy. It made me smile knowing he was basically innocent. I know sometimes they’re boring or they’re way too innocent that it just turn a girl off making you think they’re a child. But no this was simply adorable.

The next nice guy I thought was a little awkward and slightly a bit of a douche. But simply hard to get his humor. Oh goodness the kid I want to share more but I will let you form your own opinion of him.

Finally come the funny boy. Now this funny boy is legit refreakin’-diculous.. He has such an adorable smile, like I can’t even tekk you how adorable it is. Like when he smiles all I can do is smile. You know what that’s like.

Well this story revolves all around these three boys. Thankfully I have never hung out with all three of them at the same time. Well I can’t say that. We may have been in the same room but at large events. Never like out on the weekends together.

But let me giggle for a moment to let you know my life right now as I write this on of the boys I speak of is about fifteen feet away from me grabbing coffee with a girl. I just want to seriously laugh but I’m all a lone so it would be supper weird. If only I had a guy on call I could call right now. Oh fail.

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I hope you enjoyed "The Nice Guy"! I have been working on "Mother like Zola". Post that I was doing a while ago. I will start posting that story from the beginning and having it go from there. That you for all of you who have been reading so far. I have had the most views yet since starting my blog, it truly means a lot to me. Later today I will add up the beginning of "Mother like Zola". Been hard to write since very much so out of my comfort zone but hope you enjoy!

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I hope that you have enjoyed the story! That will be all that I am posting to it. Now I have started on a new story which I hope you all enjoy! Thank you so much to all of you who have checked it out. I did not know what to expect from this and you all have been great! Sometime this week I will add the new story but for now go to the older post and see what stories there have been.

Seeking Originality

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I am killing the story for the Parts. I did not feel as if the story was going anywhere so why drag it on? I have been working on this other short story that I was thinking of publishing but who knows. Instead of letting the story die I will add on bits to the blog. Edit it on my own will and then who knows if it will get published. This will most likely be my shortest blog ever.
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