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

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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?”

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

seen my pained expression, because she sighed and pulled out a form. “Just go to the first few sessions,” she said as she filled in a portion of the form. “If you still really hate it by then, come to me and we’ll see about a reassignment.

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

and I exited her

asked. “What

replied. “She

exactly what you wanted, but look at it this way: at least you get to deal with all of the handsome athletes, so you’ll never

sounded anything

with her elbow. “How could you not be excited

Justin,” I replied. I wanted to tell her that I didn’t want to be near

was happening between Enzo and I was getting weird. I wondered if

the floor of the living room with a stained white sheet around her and a canvas that she was painting

and mouth with her shirt and running over to open

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high all

help but laugh

time. She sent me an email with her office information; it was located in between the soccer field and the hockey arena. It was chilly out and getting dark, so I threw my jacket on and

the door. I opened it and poked my head in to see a pretty woman with wavy brown hair sitting at a desk. She looked up and flashed me a

said, standing up from her desk and coming around to greet me. Much to my

all what I expected from a person who would deal with sweaty, whiny athletes all day. In fact, even though she was middle-aged, her bubbly personality

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 nice to know

down at my feet, unsure of whether I should tell Tiffany that I actually didn’t want this internship or if I should just let her be happy for the

must have noticed my sad expression, though, because she looked at me with concern on her face. “Are you alright? You seem depressed. You know, I’m

bit my 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

this, but… I was

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