1. Day I

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"Hey, are you heading to the game today?" Lyna's voice rang out, filled with anticipation.
"Sort of, I'm working," I replied, a smile playing at my lips.

"You gonna see if you can get me a ticket?" She teased, and I couldn't help but to roll my eyes.

Coming from the bathroom , she plopped down on my bed while I was laying out my clothes for the day.

"I'll get you a ticket if it'll make you feel better. You know I just started not too long ago, still surprised they hired me. Also, I need you to behave if you come, especially since I put in a good word for you to become my assistant."

I met Lyna during my freshman year at Howard University. She was my roommate then, and still is. We both majored in Human Performance (B.S.)- Sports Medicine, and from the very first day of Kinesiology we clicked and became best friends.

During a challenging time in my life, moving to D.C. without any family or friends nearby, Lyna stood by me through thick and thin, supporting me at my lowest moments and celebrating me during my highest.

After finishing undegrad, Lyna pursued a career as a physical therapist, while I took on part-time roles at a gym as a personal trainer. I got into Howard's medical school after graduation, and juggling work and school wasn't feasible for me.

After a few years of obtaining my MD, networking at the gym led me to a physician position with the wizards. A recommendation opened doors to a whole new world for me.

Returning to the conversation. "First, it was school, and now it's work. You're always focused on something, Jordan. When are you going to let loose and enjoy yourself? How about you get cute, join me for the game, and have fun for a change? It's not like someone get hurt every time, and hey, if they do, Dr. Jordan's got it covered!" With a laugh Lyna sauntered on. Leaving me contemplating her offer.

I rummaged through my closet, pulling out my Wizards shirt, ripped jeans, and nude red bottoms pointy heels. After throwing them on, I sat down to do my makeup and flat iron my hair.

Glancing in the mirror, I couldn't shake what Lyna had said. Since I was young, there had been no room for error; fun always came after the struggle.

My father's warnings about teenage pregnancy had instilled deep fear in me, one that lingered even in adulthood. I was scared to have a child, let alone a boyfriend, viewing them as distractions from my career.

I hadn't taken trips, and my money just sat in the bank. With only one friend in the city. my life felt mundane. Was getting this degree really worth it.

 Was getting this degree really worth it

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