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"Its just a ramp walk"
I couldn't deny that.
But I was all over it.
"I have a med exam tomorrow"
"Jesus", Isabelle shook her head and sat down in a huff, "Why did you take plans to dig cadavers and smell formalin all day, when you wanna shake that booty on a f*****g stage?"
"Because I shake on stage. You know me"
"I do! I am just not sure which version I am looking at now"
I had got off my afternoon session saying I was sick. Since most medical colleges were attatched to hospitals, they kept urging me to have an IV tube there itself, before I could make it to class again. So I basically ran like a prisoner from jail and reached Cafe Coffee day, where coincidentally enough the loser I was going to call, had been sipping away an Americano.
"I am me, okay?"
Isabelle raised a brow, "Wow, your trying to convince a mirror"
This girl....was one second away from being murdered.
"What are your plans anyway after medicine then? Be a doctor and kill lives, before you realise that isn't your forte? Or actually get convicted and then have realisation dawn?"
The saddest part was she had a point.
Not being able to stand upto my strict parents were my only reason for taking medicine, and the full A grade report card I managed to achieve after pulling all nighters and consistent dark circles, was not a testimony to putting a white coat on me and pushing my head full of other things into a hectic schedule.
I barely slept and ate these days and they were starting to show so much, that like Isa said, "Being manipulated is one thing, and being brainwashed is another"
"I ...don't know Isa...Its not that easy as you say"
"Going against your parents?"
"Yeah"
The two of them had devoted their entire life for me and my brother. Even though he hadn't made it to the list of best children yet, I wanted to atleast some day.
So when they asked me, "Do you wanna be a doctor?", My lack of answer was a yes, and I was here.
"You won the MIss world 2015, being the youngest ever kid to get that recognition and your here in medical school, feeding corpses and playing with their bodies?"
"That was so wrong"
"Yes, I know. Which is why, you have to do this."
I shook my head.
"Please Winter..I don't have anyone else, when that f*****g CEO lands tomorrow. Gigi told me last day, that we also needed a candidate. And hell I was happy until I recalled where you were. Not in a place you were supposed to be"
Before I could stop her, she pulled out a finger.
"Okay now, don't start with it. Just one walk, with a costume I designed"
My eyes lit in the thought of wearing her gown, but instantly fell on my lack of experience for the past five years.
"Isabelle, I-
"Will do great"
And she hugged me.
A sense of warmth spread through me.
I blamed it on the coffee, since we never hugged in public.
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