a tutoring session /wip/

BUZZZ BUZZZZZZZ!
Opening her green eyes to the demanding scream of her phone alarm, the young lady sat up and yawned. After what felt like the world's shortest nap, Samantha's mind already qas beginning to race. Perhaps it was the sheer fact She couldn't afford to be late, after all she didn't own a care nor have the money to call a taxi.

Samantha Rose was a young student attempting to earn her degree and become a doctor. Without parents to support her, Samantha had soon learn her path to an education would be harder then most. For a rather quiet girl, most hadn't expected such fierce determination. Samantha loved to help others, and ever since she was a little girl she knew her path had been set. Samantha depended mostly on money that was given to her by the government and her friends to pay her bills, but even that wasn't even close to enough. So for now the young brunette could only but rely on juggling jobs, and hope for the larger income in the near future.

Swinging her legs off her itchy sofa, Samantha prepared herself by grabbing her apparent keys. A young mother and rather older husband had hired Samantha to tutor their adopted daughter, Robert. Robert, or better known as bobby, was a bright kid and if Samantha was honest with herself, she knew they only hired her because of her desperate need for money. Locking the door to her apparent, Samantha made the decent down the stairs and soon she was on the familiar dusty old side walk that was barely maintained. The cracks in the cement were infested with weeds and other unfamiliar plants. The colds where turning grey, and Samantha knew a storm was brewing.

By the time she made it to her destination, a soft drizzle caused her especially long brunette hair to stick in wet clumps. Knocking on the door of the small home, she was greeted by the young ganya.