“Yeah,” I said. “Go get em, tiger.”
With a grin, Jessica pranced back inside, leaving Lori and I alone.
Lori sighed and leaned on the railing, letting the ash from her joint fall onto the ground. Her black hair, with purple streaks in it, fell in her face.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, rubbing her back. “I know it sucks.”
She simply shrugged. “It’s alright. It happens. I’m just feeling extra lonely tonight, that’s all.”
I bit my lip, hurting to see my friend feel this way.
Just then, a drunk girl stumbled out onto the porch. She was short and curvy with brown hair that was cut in a boyish way and a nose ring.
“Oh, sorry,” she said when she saw Lori and I. She turned around to leave, but not before Lori looked up and caught her eye. They stared at each other for several seconds. The girl’s face turned red and her eyes practically glowed with attraction, but then she turned around and went back inside.
Lori stood and brushed herself off, putting out her joint on the railing before looking at me with a smirk on her face.
“Go get em, tiger,” I said, grabbing her shoulders and pushing her inside.
I was alone now on the porch. I walked over to the steps and sat down with a sigh. While my friends were having fun, I admittedly felt lonely, too. For a moment, I wondered if I should risk talking to Enzo. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad hooking up again… but no, that was just the alcohol talking. That was a really bad idea.
I heard the door open behind me.
“That was quick,” I said, assuming it was Jessica or Lori. But when I turned around, it wasn’t either of them; it was Justin.
He was extremely drunk, swaying back and forth with tears in his eyes and a bottle in his hand. He took a step toward me and stumbled, and out of instinct I jumped up and caught him.
“I love you, Nina,” he said with a hiccup as he leaned on my shoulder. “Why won’t you take me back?”
I didn’t know what to say. He was clearly too drunk to understand what he was doing.
I should’ve said something, though. Anything to get him to go away… but I didn’t and he took it the wrong way.
He kissed me.
I pushed him away quickly, but it was too late. He had already kissed me deeply, and when I looked over his shoulder as he stumbled backward against the door, I saw Enzo’s glowing eyes looking at me from inside.
Before I had the chance to explain what happened, Enzo was gone. I heard the front door slam and the sound of a motorcycle starting up, all while Justin continued to sway in front of me and mumble drunken nonsense.
Justin lurched toward me and tried to kiss me again, but I quickly stepped out of the way, which caused him to lose his balance in his drunken state and stumble forward. I didn’t have the chance to catch him before he fell down the porch stairs.
It was only a few stairs, and he fell directly onto the grass, but he fell hard. Someone shouted from inside and a few people on the hockey team came running out to see what happened.
“Oh my god!” one of the hockey players said, running down the steps and helping Justin up. “Nina pushed him!”
“I didn’t-“
No one was listening.
I heard a woman scream, and out rushed Lisa.
“My poor Justin!” she shouted dramatically, running down the steps and cupping Justin’s face in her hands. “Are you alright?”
He nodded drunkenly, but that wasn’t enough. Lisa pulled him into a hug and glared at me over his shoulder.
“You’re a psycho!” she screamed in her shrill voice. “Get out of here, you freak!”
Tears welled up in my eyes, and I didn’t bother to defend myself against Lisa. I just wanted to go home. I stormed through the house and out the front door, and started walking back to campus.
When I finally arrived at home, I threw myself down into my pillow and sobbed. Why couldn’t these boys just leave me alone?
After this, I had had enough. I didn’t want anything to do with these people anymore.
All I had to do was get through my shift with Tiffany on
Monday, and then I would go to the dean and demand a reassignment.
Nina
It was Monday, which meant that it was finally my last day of my internship. All I had to do was get through the day, and then I could go to the dean and tell her that I still wanted to be reassigned.
Truthfully, I sort of enjoyed sports medicine. I liked Tiffany, too, and was sad that I would be reassigned. But it was the only way to get myself untangled from this mess with everyone. I just hoped that the drama wouldn’t be too bad today after what happened at the party on Friday night.
I made it to my shift around nine in the morning. Tiffany was sitting at her desk, looking at paperwork when I walked into her office.
“Good morning!” she said in her usual chipper voice. “Are you ready for round two of the physicals?”
I nodded, even though I really wanted to scream. Tiffany had already explained to me what would entail during the physicals — we took vitals and performed general health checks during the first round last week, then today we would be putting the hockey players through rigorous physical tests to make sure their hearts, lungs, and muscles were performing properly.
While we walked over to the arena, Tiffany explained to me that she wouldn’t normally put the other sports teams through such in-depth tests; since the hockey team was internationally renowned and would be trying out to compete in the Olympics next year, the president of the school allocated extra funding toward these tests just for the hockey team.
When we arrived at the arena, the team was already there and performing drills. Enzo looked up when he saw Tiffany and I and came over. I blushed, keeping my gaze averted as I felt his cold gaze fix on me. I didn’t know how or when I would address what happened on Friday night — or if I even wanted to bother.
“We’ve got a long day ahead of us,” Tiffany said to Enzo, setting down her medical bag. “Can you start sending the boys to the weight room, two at a time, for their full body exams?”
“Yeah,” Enzo replied. “But you should know we’re one short, so we have an odd number today. Justin couldn’t make it this morning.”
Tiffany frowned. “Why not?”
“He got sick over the weekend,” Enzo said. “Food poisoning.” Judging from the way his eyes flickered over to me and glared at me coldly, I knew that he was lying. Was it just that Justin didn’t want to see me today, or did Enzo make sure he couldn’t come?
“Oh well,” Tiffany said. “I’ll do his test another day.”
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