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Melissa sighed and rolled her eyes. She was bored yet again. She had been trying her best to tell herself that life was going great, but deep down she knew she was lying to herself. Melissa grabbed her iphone checking the time seeing it wasn't even 3PM yet. It would be at least another 3 hours until her boyfriend Greg would be home.

Melissa and Greg were high school sweethearts. They met after being put together to work on a group project in one of their classes, which led to a few years of dating, and now just a few months after high school, they made the decision to move in together. Both of them were truly not ready for college, so finding a small cheap apartment together seemed to be the best option at the time. Melissa worked down at one of the local diners as a waitress part time, while Greg is busy at a trade school across town learning to become an electrician while also working just doing trivial tasks for a small local construction firm. Money was always tight and Greg worked long hours. It made things worse that between the two of them, they could only afford one car, which often left Melissa stuck at home in the apartment while Greg was busy driving across town to his trade school everyday.

Melissa also wasn't ready for hours upon hours of nothing either. She was so popular back in high school. She was on the cheerleading squad, was always invited to all the parties, and there wasn't a single guy at the time that didn't have a crush on her. She was the typical cute and sexy blonde. She was quite petite and wasn't tall around 5'2", with big blue eyes and a perfect white smile. It was her tight round ass that all the guys from school remember her by though. Melissa was the definition of a total knock-out. She went from being the star of high school to just living in a cheap apartment with the guy everyone referred to in high school as 'Kind Greg'. All of Melissa's high school friends seemed to have moved onto college or found some exciting job, and everyday the reality of moving in with Greg was settling in.

Melissa laid across the couch in the living room just zoning out and watching the flickering of the tv screen in front of her. She really needed to get out of the house, or party, or go on vacation, just anything than waiting every single day just for Greg to come home.

Melissa picked up her phone and began to text her best friend Amber.

Melissa: OMG I'm so fucking bored. I hate this stupid apartment.

Amber was always good at texting back right away.

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