she heard Dr. Fischer’s low chuckle, and another male’s voice coming from his office. Damn, how did they get back there so fast? She knew she wouldn’t be able to wait to find out if the resident was Dr. Taylor or not. She grabbed a file off the shelf for a patient that was due to come in that morning and headed back to Dr. Fischer’s office, trying to come up with a question to ask about the appointment.
She took a deep breath and lightly tapped on the door before pushing it open a few inches.
“Ah, Addison, can I help you?” Dr. Fischer spoke when he saw her begin to open the door.
She took two steps inside the office and quickly glanced toward the figure sitting across from Dr. Fischer. You’ve gotta be kidding me.
“Um, yes ... I...” Addison began awkwardly, trying to pull a sentence out of thin air before Dr. Fischer cut her off.
“Oh, let me introduce you to Dr. Rivera,” he motioned to the man who began to stand to greet her.
He was at least three inches shorter than her, with so much gel in his hair she figured he’d been collecting it slowly for years. Definitely not Dr. Taylor.
“Hi, I’m Addison, it’s a pleasure,” she smiled politely, pulling herself together. She shook his hand before exiting Dr. Ward’s office without even bothering to ask her made up question. Oops.
Slightly defeated, she made her way up to Alicia’s desk, shaking her head at how ridiculous she had just been.
“I just barged into Dr. Fischer’s office hoping Dr. Taylor was the new resident,” she huffed.
Alicia stopped filing charts into the cabinet and let out a laugh.
“You mean Dr. Rivera wasn’t quite what you were expecting?” Alicia asked sarcastically.
“Eh, we’ll see. Considering I’ll never actually see Dr. Taylor again, he may be my best option,” she joked pitifully.
“Hey, what about Jack? I left you guys alone so you could talk. Have I taught you nothing?”
“Well a girl from my class showed up a few minutes after you left and made us go over to the table where Dr. Taylor was sitting with his friends... I basically ignored Jack until it was time to leave. He was nice enough to walk me to my car, but nothing came from it,” she paused as she picked up some papers to file. “I’m sure everyone, including Jack, was aware of my hopeless pining over Dr. Taylor.”
Alicia shook her head, looking down at the file in her hand, “I agree with your taste, but he seems like he’d already have a girlfriend or something...” Alicia casually warned.
“Let’s hope so . That way I can stop daydreaming about how good he looked on Saturday night,” she smiled to her friend, only half kidding herself. “Alicia...” she began as she folded herself down onto one of the office chairs, “he was lick-ably cute. Seriously. I sat by him for a while and we had a conversation; a real conversation even though I could barely form complete thoughts in his presence.”
“ Lick-ably cute? I don’t even know what that means, crazy.”
“It means exactly what you think it means,” Addison winked playfully.
Addison worked tirelessly Monday and Tuesday. She tried to push away the resentment she felt toward Dr. Rivera being in the office rather than Dr. Taylor, but every time she ran into him in the hallway or the office kitchen, the same wave of bitterness rose over her. Luckily, her organic chemistry final was Friday, so after work she went straight home to study and was able to forget about everything else for a couple of hours… or so she had to keep reminding herself. It wasn’t until lunch on Wednesday that she remembered her first day of volunteering at the hospital was that night.
She rushed home from work, leaving herself enough time to change out of her scrubs and into the mandatory volunteer uniform: jeans and a dark blue polo shirt inscribed with ‘Hyde Park Hospital Volunteer’ over a small breast pocket. She glimpsed herself in the mirror smiling at how young she felt in