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Visit Nine

VISIT NINE:

Reason: Check up

Symptoms: None

Time in: 10:00 am November 1st, 2014

The CD felt silly in her hands, it looked silly. Childish. Maybe Rosie should have wrapped it, but then it would have come off like a gift. Something she put thought into. What would Jennie think if she believed Rosie truly cared about her opinion?

On the cover of the CD Rosie had her hands on her hips, a cutesy smile on her face. She looked more like a little kid than a super idol; her hair in high twintails. So in contrast, Rosie wore her hair down to the appointment, not that she cared what Jennie thought of how she looked.

But, okay, she did kind of care. She wouldn't be such a success if she didn't care about what others thought from time to time. So even though Jennie was rude and stubborn, it still mattered to Rosie.

She played with her hair while waiting for Jennie, making sure it wasn't too frizzy or anything. The CD was unwrapped; she had to ask Jane for it a few weeks ago since she usually only kept one copy of everything for herself. Well, one of each variant (okay, two). Jane was always sent extra stuff, anyways.

Rosie had only mentioned it was for a new friend, to which Jane annoyingly prodded her. But Rosie couldn't mention Jennie, her doctor. That would sound weird, even though it wasn't really weird at all. So, Rosie had to convince Jane that it was only for a friend. In the end, Rosie didn't think Jane fully bought it, not that there was anything to buy. Jennie wasn't her friend in the first place.

Rosie stiffened when the door opened, then took in a deep breath and stood. She wasn't going to panic about this because there was nothing to panic about.

She walked over to Jennie, who watched her with widened eyes.

"Here," Rosie said, shoving the CD towards her. "Now you don't have an excuse, you have to listen to my music."

Jennie looked down at the CD, opened her mouth but only let out a small hum of confusion. "I--uh, thank you," she said, looking back up. Her cheeks looked kind of flushed, but other than that she seemed fine.

"It's no big deal," Rosie said, waving her hand off. "I mean, I have lots of them at home anyways,I just grabbed it on my way out. It's not like I-"

"Thank you, Rosie. Really," Jennie said again. She smiled, and Rosie stopped breathing for just a moment. It felt like she was hit in the chest or something. She could feel the moisture on her palms.

"Well, it's the greatest hits. I made sure to get it because it has, uh," Rosie couldn't really say best work, but maybe most popular work?

Jennie smirked, then said, "Your greatest hits."

Rosie rolled her eyes, turning around to sit on the exam table. Smart ass.

"But I guess this means I have to listen to it now," Jennie sighed.

"Hey! This was a favor! No one can resist the charms of super idol-"

"If you say it I'll throw this away. Or; I'll give it to Suzy." Jennie pretended to think about it, or at least, it looked like pretending.

Rosie scowled back. "Nice try, but Suzy already owns it. I signed it for her last week."

Jennie held her stethoscope out, placing it on Rosie's chest. "Yeah, yeah, breathe in." Jennie listened intently, tilted her head to the side. Her hair came to curl around thin cheeks, brushing against her neck.

"I really wish we could get this heartbeat thing under control. Your pulse is always fast; by any chance, are you doing any physical activity before these appointments?"

Rosie swallowed in. "Uh--yeah. So much working out. It's hard being Rosie, you know. Always have to keep in shape!" That was a lie. This morning she hadn't done anything physical besides pace her apartment a little bit, and after that she'd eaten three donuts.

Jennie nodded, then pulled away. "Anything out of the ordinary?"

Rosie shook her head no. Although, she was a little less energetic than normal while on her period. But that was the case for most people, probably.

Jennie walked towards her with the thermometer, stuck it under Rosie's tongue. "Temperature is okay - but we're going to need to do blood work on the next visit."

Rosie blanched at the thought. "But why? If everything is okay?"

Jennie rolled her eyes. "Don't be a baby. And we don't know if everything is okay just because everything seems okay."

"I think you just like hurting me," she said, pouting with her arms folded over. And then, her jaw dropped because instead of answering, Jennie just winked. Winked. And Rosie was reminded of how annoyingly attractive Jennie was, and how annoying she was in general, and oh boy.

What was Rosie getting herself into?