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Driving to the job and then to the bank was easy enough. She didn’t have a problem doing so without much thought. She did wonder, though, how much of a problem the science teacher was going to cause in her life. The man himself was absolutely gorgeous to women of every age. His tanned pale skin was enough to bring women to look at him, but his height was a real advantage for him to be noticed. At close to six and a half feet, he was taller than most men. His baby blue eyes were striking as well. Bree even had to agree that he was a man from those dreams that most girls had.

The fact he was fresh out of college was also what had many girls in the classes he taught thinking if they showed off some legs or their chests, they might draw his eye towards them. They didn’t stop either though he never seemed to look at them. Instead, he seemed focused on the girl in the last row. Bree knew that she wasn’t anything special to look at, and even more so, Bree knew he had a girlfriend. She had seen the two of them together in the parking lot.

The other woman was not in his league. Bree wondered how someone like her had landed a guy like him though she did seem to over try. She was might be like the younger girls in his class. Trying to draw the eye but in the way no one really wanted.

After going to the store and picking up some food for the night, and the next week, Bree went back to the apartment. She started to drive in and park when his car showed up at the same time with his girlfriend in the car. It seemed they were having a bit of an argument. He looked over to Bree and then back at the woman who did not look all that happy.

Bree wanted nothing to do with whatever was going on, so she hopped out of the car and went to the trunk, and got her bags out. Loading her arms up with the bags, she was caught on overhearing some of their conversations as their doors opened.

“But Gabe, I just want to offer.” The woman said as she got out of the car and looked over to the younger girl. He got out of the car and looked at the two females. “Hi! My name is Ann, and I own a boutique in town. I have some charity work to do, and I thought I would like to donate a few things to you. It looks like you need them.”

“Are you talking to me?” Bree asked as she looked to see the woman moving closer to her.

“Well, I thought you could use some help,” Ann said as she looked liked Bree had just offended her for even addressing her.

“I don’t need anything but thank you,” Bree said as she grabbed the last bag and shut her truck to the car. She was getting ready to move to go inside when the woman started to get in her way. Bree wanted nothing to do with this person even more that she was in her way.

“Come on, it will be fun. Just like playing dress-up.” Ann said. “It would also help my credibility, you know, helping people less fortunate.”

“Thank you, but no,” Bree said again as she tried to move.

“I just want to help you,” Ann said again, not realizing how many things she had said wrong in the past five minutes to the younger woman.

“Ann, that’s enough.” Mr. Danner said as he looked at the older woman.

“Come on, Gabe. “she said, “I am just trying to help the girl out. She needs some help, and some clothes that look nice would be the first step.”

“Are the clothes at your store like the ones you are wearing?” Bree asked.

“Yes. See, you might like them.” Ann said as she started to beam with pride in her outfit that seemed to show more skin, then it covered up. It also seemed a little too small for the other woman.

“I wouldn’t be caught dead in those,” Bree said.

“Little ungrateful.” Ann started.

“I am not a charity case,” Bree said. “But thank you again for the offer.”

Bree turned and walked to her building and then up the flight of stairs leaving the couple in the parking lot. When she opened her door, she heard him near yelling at the other woman he was going to take her home. When Bree opened the blinds to the patio door that overlooked the parking lot, she saw the other woman throwing a fit in the parking lot with him sitting in his car. He was fuming as he looked at the woman.

Bree had never been more offended in her life. She looked down at her clothes and knew they were not the best, but she was happy enough with them. The woman looked like an idiot standing there in the middle of the parking lot waving her arms, and then she opened the door to the car and tried to snuggle up to the man. He shook her off and must have said something to her because she again started waving her hands and motioning toward the apartment that Bree had gone into.

Her teacher drove off in what seemed to be a hurry. Bree almost felt sorry for him. The woman was so arrogant that she hoped the man saw the woman’s true colors before it was too late. Bree didn’t like her, but that didn’t matter. Men often made the mistake of feeling something for the wrong women. Her mother had been one of those women, and so was her step-mother. They both hurt her in so many ways. Bree wondered why neither of them liked her. She sighed and turned back in to put everything away.

The apartment was mostly empty. They had lived there for a few years now but never seemed to care what it looked like. No one ever came there, and Bree lived alone ninety-nine percent of the time. She kept it neat, but it was never anything nice, to begin with. She settled in to watch something on her computer. It was going to be a long night.