OPEN YOUR HEART: Material Girls 1 by Henry Sophia

Author:Henry, Sophia
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-949786-00-2
Publisher: Sophia Henry Books, LLC
Published: 2018-09-16T16:00:00+00:00

10

Liz

Ever feel like a black cloud is following you? That’s how I’ve felt since my last physical therapy appointment with Vik. The one where I realized that I can’t continue pretending that I’ll be able to operate again. I’ve been going through the motions for months, fooling people into thinking that I’ll be ready to go once my fellowship is complete. Now all I feel is that sense of dread that comes with having to tell my mentor, Dr. Crowder. The quicker I come clean and stop wasting everyone’s time, the quicker I can move on to healing—and figuring out a plan for what I’m going to do with my life.

“What are you doing here?” Jordan Fletcher asks when I enter the physician’s lounge. Upon seeing him, all I want to do is turn around and walk out without a word. But I can’t because I always have to play nice.

“I have an appointment with Dr. Crowder,” I answer without looking at him. Instead, I head straight for the coffee machine and pour myself a cup. I arrived fifteen minutes early so I thought I’d stop in the lounge and say hello to anyone that was around. I regret the decision now.

“Were you at the Intermission show a few months back?” he asks.

Why is he making small talk? He never makes small talk.

“Yeah. I went with my sisters.” I hope he doesn’t ask me why I didn’t say hello. Because there’s no part of me that can create any kind of nice response to that question.

“I thought I saw you. I talked with Madeline a bit at the show, but it seemed like you were busy.”

“Busy?” I ask, looking at him for the first time. “Yeah, I guess. It was a concert. I was there to see the bands.”

I’ll admit, Jordan has always intimidated me. He’s the type of guy who will do anything and everything to get ahead. I don’t understand that mentality even though I’ve been around it my entire life.

“You were talking to a guy from the first band. Full of tattoos. Messy hair.” He rubs his head as if I don’t know where hair is located. Maybe he’s trying to be cute, but the demonstration only leaves his shaggy frat-boy coif a disheveled mess. If I were in a better mood, I might laugh, but not today.

“Austin. Yes. He’s extremely talented. The band sounded great.” I grab a paper cup off the counter and fill it with coffee.

“I saw you leave with him.”

I pause. This isn’t really territory I want to go into with Jordan, of all people.

He continues without waiting for me to speak, “Slumming it, don’t you think?”

“Excuse me?” I ask. It annoys me, not only because he has the nerve to say it, but also because shallow thoughts like that crossed my mind when I first worried about what my family and friends would think about Austin.

“Not really your type, is he?”

I set my coffee cup on the counter before I throw it in his face.

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