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Chapter 1
Blair sat at the edge of her bed with her nose buried deep into a book she had to read for the summer. It was the summer before college and eighteen year old Blair could hardly wait to get out of her small stagnant home town where nothing exciting ever happened.
“Blair, my dear,” said Melissa Carter, Blair’s strawberry blonde mother. The hair was bleached, of course. Otherwise, how else would Blair come out with thick chestnut colored locks?
“Yes, mom?” she replied, sticking her gaze out of the book but only briefly.
“I hope you do not have any plans for the evening,” the mother stated, “I have scheduled an appointment for you with the gynecologist. Sorry I forgot to tell you beforehand.”
Blair groaned internally, “Why do I need to go to the gynecologist, again?”
“Your aunt Cathy was only just diagnosed with ovarian cancer, it’s terrifying! The chemo and all the after effects,” Melissa rambled on, she had a habit of talking a lot, and “I just want to make sure you are all healthy and good – after all, you are going away to college in two months.”
Blair understood the concern her mother had for her and even found it a little endearing but she thought it was thoroughly unnecessary. But at the end of the day, she had no choice but to comply. “Sure, fine, whatever. Mrs. Gertrude’s office?”
“No, no,” replied the mother, “Mrs. Gertrude has retired now. I’ve scheduled it with a new one – he’s very good from what I hear. I’ll give you all the details about the address and time, hold on,” Melissa said and bent over to pick up her purse from the table on the side. There, she fished out a neatly folded piece of paper and handed it to her daughter.
Mrs. Gertrude had been the family gynecologist for years and it felt a little strange for Blair to go visit a male doctor, but still, she shrugged it off and took the piece of paper.
On it, typed neatly in black ink were the following words with an address;
Dr. Daniel H. William M.D Gynecologist
Sighing and dreading the evening, she shoved the paper roughly into the pocket of her jeans.
“Bee!” Janet exclaimed enthusiastically from the other end of the line, “You need to come to the party tonight. Kelly Torres’ parents are away out of town and she’s throwing a major bash,” she gushed.
Janet was Blair’s best friend since kindergarten. But where Blair was relatively reserved and introverted, Janet was social and the life of a party. Often, she would ring Blair up and invite her to various events but the answer was always a feeble dodge via some made up. Tonight, though, Blair had herself a legitimate reason.
“I can’t! Sorry, J. I have an appointment with my doctor,” she replied, feeling semi-relieved that she did. At least this appointment is good for something, she thought to herself.
Janet let out an annoyed sound that told Blair that her best friend was not completely convinced, “Why, what happened to you?”
“You know, it’s nothing, just a scheduled meeting with my gynecologist,” replied the brunette, holding up the phone a little higher up to her ear, “my mom is forcing me to go,” she huffed.
“Well, after you’re done with some old lady inspecting your parts, can you then swing by to the party? It’ll probably go on till late night,” said Janet.
“Actually, it’s not a lady this time,” Blair sank her teeth into her top lip, “It’s some doctor named Daniel.”
“Ooooh,” came the reply, “Dr. Hottie inspectin’ you up!”
“Shut up,” the brunette dismissed her, a furious blush having crept up her cheeks, “he is a professional.”
Janet laughed, “Yeah, yeah, have fun. And show up tonight okay? James is going to be there.” And then there was a click of the telephone indicating that Janet had hung up.
James was another guy that used to go to their high school with them. He was tall, muscular and empty headed – fit right in the textbook cliché definition of the typical jock. Lately, ever since they had graduated, he had taken a liking to Blair; he would consistently ask her out and make any and all attempts to hit on her whatever chance he got.
Blair, however, was not that interested. Granted, he was not bad looking – he had a conquest of women in his ledger to prove so. But in Blair’s eyes, he was good looking only in the sense of a juvenile young boy – so high school.
Janet warned her that if she was going to continue turning down every guy that presented an interest in her, she would go to college being the prude virgin she was. But Blair could not help it – she was not interested in pursuing vacuous flings with jocks who had nothing to offer her besides a muscular bicep to onto.
Call it pretentious but having graduated as the Valedictorian for her high school, she did not simply relate to these guys. In her eyes, they were self-absorbed and had an inflated ego the size of a hot air balloon. Instead, what she wanted in a partner was more stable and mature – a man, not an immature boy.
Of course, being in high school, coming across such a person was rare. So here she was at eighteen, about to start college but never having had a boyfriend more serious than two dates, let alone having lost her V-Card to. At the thought of that, Blair groaned and buried her head in her pillow.
Chapter 2
The weather for that particular afternoon was dreary and dull – the grey clouds loomed over the horizon and thunder clapped aloft in the clouds. The clouds were threatening to declare war with its water soldiers and Blair hoped she would make it to her appointment without soaking herself to the bone. After all, her mother had insisted her to take her bus there.
