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I am deeply indebted to Angel Love who helped me polish my story and read it through to give me a lot of helpful pointers, I'm sure that without her help this story would not be half as good.
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My alarm clock buzzed me awake sometime around eight. I didn't mind mornings as such, but when the weather was as cold as it had been recently, my bed seemed like a much more comforting place to be in comparison with the freezing lecture halls.
As a second year medical student I had yet to move on to actually seeing really sick people as part of my course. My days were spent either confined to a lecture hall or inspecting the inner workings of a pig's vital organs under the instruction of an ever tortuous consultant.
As I rolled out of bed, I caught a glance of myself in the mirror. At twenty years old I was in decent shape, tall with a lean body and slightly muscled where it counted. In my eyes, I was by no means truly attractive; however, I rated my chances reasonably well. I hopped in the shower and allowed the warm water to run over me, warming me up once again whilst going about the daily ritual of cleaning and hair washing. I stepped out, drying my light brown hair off with a towel and pulled on underwear, some brown trousers and a green T-shirt. Slightly summery I thought, but in March we could really do better I reasoned to myself as I grabbed my laptop and shoved it into my bag along with the other items I'd be needing today.
I nodded to my mates as I walked down the corridor to the pigeon holes on my way to the bus stop. I collected my post sliding that into my bag as well. I had plenty of friends, some were boys, some were girls, but I didn't have a girlfriend. It didn't really bother me. Some of my mates had girlfriends and so long as my door handle remained blissfully trophy condom free, I didn't really fuss about it. Friends had tried and failed on numerous accounts to set me up with women who just weren't right for me, so I put intimate relationship on my to do list and settled into single life. This isn't to say; however, that I wasn't attracted to girls. There was a large collection of girls I wouldn't mind going out with, but none I could see in a relationship that would ever last.
I breezed out of the lecture hall pleasantly surprised by the weather; it had cleared up nicely and promised to be a chilly but clear sunny day. It was a little early for lunch so I wandered to the local coffee shop and sat down with a coffee and my laptop to complete one of my ongoing projects. As the coffee shop started to fill up, people came and sat at my table, had their coffee and left. I resigned myself to waving people into the seat opposite me; most of them were businessmen or workaholic CEO type women with a palm pilot in one hand and a folio in the other.
Someone had just left and I was about to stretch my legs out when a voice said, "Excuse me, is this seat taken?"
I nodded an affirmative and the voice sat down. I was so engrossed in my work it wasn't until I was taking my rubbish to the bin when I noticed the head and body attached to the voice. The voice was a she, maybe my age, slightly older? She had reddish brown hair tied up in a cute ponytail, and a slender frame from what I could tell from her tight top. She was reading a magazine, but she had put it down and was leaning over to look at the contents of my laptop.
I sat down and coughed quietly and she looked up "Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I didn't rea-, well I was- uh . . . "
"Don't worry," I jumped it before she said anything too daft. "It's just an ongoing essay I have to write for my finals in a couple of weeks."
"Really? What course do you do?"
"Medicine. I'm in my second year."
"Me too, I'm doing Psychology though."
It's at this point I realized my mistake. "I'm Aaron." I extended my hand.
"Cool, I'm Stephanie."
She took my hand and held it maybe a little longer than was polite and she knew it as she hastily retracted her hand and fumbled another apology. This time I let her stumble on for a while before she took the hint and shut up, I smiled at her. Although I was shy, I thought now was as good a time as any to ask if I was going to ask. She had a nice body, a nice personality and she seemed to match me quite nicely.
"Umm, I don't know if this is too forward but um . . ." I choked.
"You want to take me out?" Thank God for girls like her.
"Well, yeah."
"Love to, here's my number, how does tonight at seven sound? Meet me at the gate."