Rachel yawned in her small apartment that is about fifteen minutes from the school, she was looking through her social media. Amara was always studying and never really got well, socially, due to the server exclusion. She really never had a social media and only and email from school.
It was just one of the few things Rachel had to set up. It had been some months and her first semester had just begun, Rachel had quickly been building up stocks and shares and been making quiet the amount in the last few months.
Now that enough time had passed, Rachel had contacted her elderly grandparents, who cared for her a lot and were worried about her. She calmed them down, told them her current status and phone number and that she will visit for family events.
And that she will absolutely under no circumstances will talk to either her parents and sister.
After the call it didn't take long for her parents and sister to start blasting her with messages and texts, and pone calls. They had recently found her social media page. Her page was private, and all her information was blocked to the public only her name and picture showed up.
She ignored their request and blocked their messages.
She exited the page and was still looking through properties, Amara's dream was to own her own restaurant. The one thing she liked in the world was food, but, choose a business major because she wanted to learn how to run a restaurant.
Rachels apartment may be small but, the kitchen is big and well set up and modernized.
She had been undecided about what locations she wants to start in.
Next day...
It was the weekend and Rachel's day as in a day without classes. Arriving at the store front, the real estate agent was shocked to see how old she was and was also skeptical.
She didn't care and went to look full view of the property while agent carefully watched and texted something in her phone, the women didn't bother with much explanation and didn't bother to be professional.
Looking at the Kitchen, Rachel inwardly critic it, small and the placements of the kitchen where disorderly and not thought of. Rachel could imagine how the kitchen would work and especially on busy days.
Head Chefs, Line cooks, and Servers. The order of the kitchen would trip them up and remodeling would take to long. Since she also had needed to reorder the main room.
Rachel picked up her clipboard, cross it off and walked out. Without a word, as she then walked across the street and called, the next real estate agent was accommodating and explained the location.
She thought a little bit, it was better especially the order and how it was designed. She decided this one and the remodeling plan. She had paid in full and the agent looked surprised as his eyes sparkled.
Rachel had been stacking up the awful comments and levels of harassment from her family members. She yawned when she got home that day as she sent in her drawing plans.
In this life, she admitted she was somewhat disappointed that she still could not get into a medical field. But, Well, building a restaurant chain wouldn't be to bad.
The next day she had taken a walk after classes and was enjoying the fresh air of a small park, she was, she took out some grapes. And decided she wanted to get friendly with the squirrel population.
It took a while but she eventually got on friendly terms and has a couple of squirrel friends enjoying grapes with her.
They ran away when this youth came by and sat across from her. Rachel didn't panic she just smiled and thought. "He's Kind of Cute"