Chapter 10: The Internship

Nina

“Well? What’s your assignment?” Jessica asked.

“Um… sports medicine,” I replied, handing the phone back.

Jessica looked confused. “I thought you wanted-”

“Surgery, yeah,” I said, grabbing my bag and heading for the door with Jessica on my heels. First thing in the morning, I would go to the dean of the medical school and ask for a reassignment.

“And why do you want to be reassigned?” the dean asked as I stood in front of her desk the next day. She was a curly-haired woman with glasses and a hard face.

I swallowed and tried to calm my

nerves. “It’s just… not the direction I was hoping to take,” I replied. “I don’t

Chapter 10 The Internship

like sports medicine.”

“You can’t just ask to be reassigned because you don’t like the internship,” the dean said. “And besides, you haven’t even tried it yet. How do you know you won’t like it?”

internship simply because I didn’t like my assignment, and there was no way I could explain the real situation to the dean. How could I tell the dean that I

she filled in a portion of the form. “If you still really hate it by then, come to me and

that I’d have to go to a few sessions where I’d likely have to deal with the hockey team, seeing as how they were the most likely sports team to be injured, but at least I could get out after that. Not to mention that sports medicine was totally not even close to the field I actually

her office. Jessica was sitting outside.

asked. “What

no,” I replied. “She wants me to try

tapped her chin as we headed toward the cafeteria for lunch. ” I know it’s not exactly what you wanted, but look at it this way: at least you get to deal with all of the handsome athletes,

sounded

her elbow. “How could you not be excited about getting

tell her that I didn’t

wondered if he had something to do with my

I went home. Lori was sitting on the floor of the living room with a stained white sheet

Jessica said, covering her nose and mouth with her shirt and running over to open the window.

Chapter 10. The Internship

high all

couldn’t help but laugh at my

time for me to go and meet my internship mentor for the first time. She sent me an email with her office information; it was located in between the soccer field and the hockey arena. It was

a chipper voice called when I knocked on the door. I opened it and poked my head in to see a pretty woman with wavy brown hair sitting at

from her desk and coming around to greet me. Much to my

with sweaty, whiny athletes all day. In fact, even though she

she said when she finally pulled away from hugging me. I’m so happy to see another young woman working in sports medicine! We don’t usually get female students in here, so it’s always

at my feet, unsure of whether I should tell Tiffany that I actually didn’t want this

“Are you alright? You seem depressed. You know, I’m not just your mentor with this internship; I’m your mentor

lip as I tried to come up with my response. For some reason, I felt comfortable being candid with Tiffany even though I was usually not

but… I

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