My Hockey Alpha

“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?”

She was right– I couldn’t just ask for a new 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 didn’t want to be assigned to the sports medicine internship because I didn’t want to be around Justin and Enzo?

The dean must have 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. Sound good?”

I nodded gratefully. I was still a bit disappointed 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 wanted to work in.

exited her office. Jessica

“What

replied. “She wants me to try

not exactly what you wanted, but look at it this way: at

sounded

Jessica said, nudging me with her elbow. “How could you not be excited about getting to

to be around Justin,” I replied. I wanted to tell her

was happening between Enzo and I was getting weird. I wondered if he had something to do with my assignment, considering

the living room with a stained

with her shirt and running over to open the window. “The fumes!” Lori chuckled.

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because you’re high all the time

but laugh at

to go and meet my internship mentor for the first time. She sent me an email with her office information; it was

I knocked on the door. I opened it and poked my head in to see a pretty woman with wavy brown hair

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

at 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 made

medicine! We don’t usually get female students in here, so it’s always nice to know

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

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

reason, I felt comfortable being candid with Tiffany even though I was usually not the

but… I was actually hoping

fell. She looked disappointed and a bit hurt,