LOGINYou think medical school is all anatomy labs and stethoscopes? Yeah, me too. That's what I signed up for. Instead, I got her. Or maybe, I got them. Orientation day. First hour. I was just trying to survive the college officer's speech about not doing drugs. Then the door opened. Three guys who looked like they bench-pressed fun. And a girl with the face of a doll and a voice that could make you forget your own name. Amaye. I had a boyfriend named Donald who was supposed to be in Europe, but he only called when I was about to make bad decisions. And I kept making them. Seven years of medical school. Seven years of tests, assignments, deadlines, and the hottest friend group on campus. I thought I was becoming a doctor. Turns out I was becoming something else entirely. This is my story. Or maybe it's a confession. I haven't decided yet. But I wrote it all down because someone needed to see med school through a different lens. I didn't see it through a lens. I lived it. #medical chaos #reverseharem #girlpower
View MoreMy apartment was exactly the mess I had left it. Books on the floor. A plate on the desk I had no memory of using. My study corner looking like someone had given up on it mid-thought, which was accurate.Mid-semester tests in three weeks. I was behind in physiology. Behind in histology. Somehow behind in biochemistry, which didn't make sense because I actually liked biochemistry. The group had been good for a lot of things. Studying was not one of them.My mum's voice kept replaying in my head. We had talked the morning after the funeral. She made tea and sat across from me at the kitchen table like she used to when I was in high school and something was wrong."You seem like you have a lot on your mind," she said."It's medical school.""It's something else too."I looked at my mug. "I'm fine.""I'm not asking if you're fine. I'm asking if you're doing the right things.""Mum.""I'm serious. I didn't raise you to go there and lose yourself. You're going to be a doctor. That means som
Cade pulled up to the Greyhound station forty minutes before my bus."I can drive you," he said. Again. That was the third time since we left campus."It's fine.""It's Riverside. That's nothing.""Cade.""Three hours. I have the car. I have the time." He looked at me. "I have the aux cord.""You're not driving me home to meet my family." I left for medical school a few weeks ago and I wasn't ready to introduce him to my family. It would have been awkward. Besides, I wasn't sure about the whole thing. Now that Amaye was involved, I honestly didn't know which direction I was heading.He opened his mouth."No," I said.He closed it. Then opened it again. "I wasn't going to say anything about your family.""You were thinking it.""I was thinking about the aux cord."I laughed despite myself. He smiled. I picked up my bag and got out before he could offer again.He got out too. Of course he did."Text me when you get there," he said at the curb."Okay.""And when you leave.""Okay, Cade."
Her lips were soft. She kissed briefly and stopped. I sat there silent, the taste of her lipstick slowly reaching my nerves. I could feel it. Why did she stop? Then I leaned forward. I made the bold move. I wanted her too. Since orientation day. Before Cade.She kissed me back. We were going at it, only stopping for breaths. Her hands were at the back of my head. I had never been kissed that way. She focused only on my face. She was genuinely interested in kissing me.I stopped and pulled my shirt over my head."Damn," she said as my shirt reached the ground.I smiled. I liked that she liked what she saw. I turned my back to her. She unclasped my bra. She immediately grabbed my breasts from behind while kissing my neck."Hmm…" I moaned with pleasure as her fingers touched my nipples.She played with them gently. I could feel the wetness between my thighs. I was dripping. She caressed my breasts, but I needed more. I wanted her soft lips on them. I turned to face her. She kissed my lip
"Ouch!" I screamed softly as the needle pierced me."Sorry," the lady said gently as she drew my blood. She rubbed it with cotton wool, removed the tourniquet, and asked me to hold tight.There were murmurs as she dropped the blood into the heparinized bottle. Yeah, we were in a physiology practical class, and I had volunteered to get my blood drawn.We all watched as she filled the blood into the centrifuge and timed it. We left it for five minutes."You can see the layers formed," she said as she held up the tube from the centrifuge.We all watched with fascination. Kith was beside me. Everything felt normal. I was learning something. I had dropped the cotton wool, and the pain from the needle had stopped."The lower part are the erythrocytes," she continued. "They make up how many percent of the blood?" She gestured to a guy she thought was not paying attention."45%," the guy responded confidently.She was impressed. "Now there is a thin white buffer—" she continued the class.Ama
I stared at the phone. I was confused. I checked the name. It was Donald with the little heart emojis next to it. Who is the blonde?“Hello?” The voice pierced the silence.“Who… is.. tha..t?” I could hear a voice, midgrunt, or midgroan, it was sound of pleasure. It was donald’s.“I don’t… know..”
My family was celebrating, overjoyed. The living room was scattered with drinks and food. My two brothers were in the corner dancing to some new pop music I had no idea of. The DJ was doing an excellent job. They had every right. I just got sworn as a medical doctor. I should be dancing too.But I
Hey, are you free tonight? Come hang out with us. I can come pick you up.I read the text from Aydon over and over. Us? What did he mean by us? Him and his goddess? Or the big-boy group? Did any of his friends like me? No, this isn't how it's supposed to be. I should be called to come study, not ca
I walked into the hall full of freshmen for the college orientation programme. I sat at the far edge of the second row, third column. Everything around me seemed normal. I wasn't.I had worn a new set that morning and it wasn't agreeing with me. The bra clasps felt too tight. How? This was supposed
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