New Beginnings
Be Convincing
Kirsten's POV
I left Tyler at his apartment building after he invited me to go out one night, and I rejected him. I felt bad, like I always do when tell someone no, but i told him why, and he knows that we couldn't make a relationship work. And I know how he is. He can charm the pants off a girl like its his job. Even though last night he didn't try anything, even when I would have no reason to be mad because I initiated it, he was gentlemanly. But I wasn't sure why. It didn't make sense. I really did appreciate it, but maybe if we Thetis trainerhad slept together, then he wouldn't think we needed to go on a date. Or he's just being nice. Or trying to be a gentleman and then get into my pants. Whatever the case, I wasn't going to do it. I don't need another relationship with a hockey player who can take advantage of his fame. I learned my lesson. No more hockey players since Brendan. I hooked up with one, but we both knew where things stood, so he will remain unnamed.
I pull into the high school parking lot, and there are kids there. I forgot that it wa Tuesday and kids would be there. I would've chosen a longer dress. The one I chose was pink, with lace on it, with a gold belt, and short, above my knees, and white sandals. That was the good thing about Dallas, even though it was October, you could still dress like it was summer. In Michigan it was time for jeans and a sweatshirt by mid October. I walked through the front doors at 8:45, and went to the front office. "I'm here for the athletic trainer job interview." I told the receptionist.
"The athletic director is actually in here right now! Give me just a moment, he'll be right with you." The lady said, and walked back to more office, I'm assuming. When she came back into view, she had a man behind her. He can out of the desk area and introduced himself as Jim Donahue, the athletic director.
"So, your resume says you attended Michigam State University, and played volleyball there, majored in physical therapy, and worked part time in a hospital, the chiropractic unit, doing excersises with patients." He read from a sheet of paper.
"That's all correct!" I affirmed. Then he went in to ask me typical interview questions, and as we walked down the hall, a bunch of high schoolers filed out of class. Jim told me to ignore the boys, because they were doing catcalls at me, and I just laughed, because I remembered when my school got a new athletic trainer, all the guys were concerned with whether she was hot or not. "I just find it funny," I told him, and he laughed with me. He gave me a tour of the school, and introduced me to some of the coaches. And then in an hour and a half later, it was over.
All in all I think it went pretty well. I wouldn't mind working here, but if I get the job I really want, then this will seem like kids play. I have an interview to be part of the Dallas Stars athletic team. I know it's a far cry, because I don't have that that much experience, but I'm hoping they'll take me anyways. The tea, also has to like the staff, and I know a lot of them, so I hope that helps. That interview is actually tomorrow. I tell them goodbye, and leave. I check my phone when I get out to my car, and see that Tyler texted me.
Tyler: Hey, want to go out to dinner tonight?
Me: I already told you we are not a good idea...
Tyler: Let me convince you we are at dinner.
Me: Fine. I guess...
Tyler: I'll pick you up at 7:00
Me: Where are we going?
Tyler: It's a surprise, dress nice!
Me: Okay, see you then.
Then I drive back to my apartment. It was weird not having to go to work every day. When I get home, I see Marie, she must not have to work just yet either. As soon as I walk in, I ask her, "Soooooo? What happened with Jamie last night? Huh?" And winked at her and laughed.
"Nothing! We didn't do it. We literally watched movies all night! What about you and Tyler?" She countered.
"Nothing either. Apparently I tried, and he was the one that said no. He wants to take me out to tonight, for dinner. I tried to say not, but it was hard. But unless it's a one-night thing, I think I'm just done with hockey players. Or I should be." I told her.
"Have you had a one night stand with any hockey players I would know of?" She questioned.
"Not that I want to share with you... It was like one or two. Not that many. It took me a while to get over Brendan!" I defended myself.
"Jesus! How many pro hockey players have you screwed?!" She laughed while she said it, so she wasn't being mean. I stood there silent for a little while, and she says, "I really want an answer..."
"Only like, three. Total." I said, ashamedly.
"Slut! Nah, I'm just kidding. I would too, if I had that opportunity." She admitted. "But why dont you want to go out with Tyler?" she asked me.
"You know his reputation, right? He is a one and done deal. I'm done with those now. I got over Brendan, now I want something real. I don't think he's serious about wanting to actually date me." I bet he would be a good friends with benefits, and if I ever need one, then I would call him." I say, "I'll see how it goes tonight." I told her.
"Okay, well, I'll help you get ready when it's time! Where are you going?" She asked.
"I don't know! He didn't tell me!" I say exasperated.
"You gotta admit, that's kinda cute and sweet, right?" She vouched for him.
"Yeah whatever. I guess. Now let me have the TV!" I turn on Grey's Anatomy, and we sit around the house for a while. I make Mac and cheese for lunch, and we talk for a while, and she keeps pestering me about who I hooked up with. I don't tell her. I say that it's for a later time...
around 4:30 I shower again, for something to do. I take a long time, and get super clean. I listen to music, and when I step out, I don't get dressed. I blow dry my hair, and go out and it's only 5:00. I keep my towel around me, go out and get Marie to help me pick out an outfit. I had brought up the rest of my stuff when I got back from my interview, but it wasn't unpacked yet. I tell her to just go through my stuff. After a little bit of digging, she pulls out a matching bra and thong set, and lays that out. "Well, you're wearing that!" I laugh as she keeps digging. She finds a black dress that is plain and elegant, and the skirt flares out, and it's not to short to not be classy. She holds it up for me to inspect, and I say yes. I don't put it on yet, because we go back into the bathroom, and she curls my hair, and I do my makeup. I do a more natural look, with some brown eyeliner, and a gold and brown smoky-eye thing. I pick out my plain black flats. When I am done, I think I look very classy. My black dres and black shoes and simple makeup is what I like. I don't need to be flashy, my personality is outgoing enough.
It is around 6:45 when we finish. We sit on the couch for maybe 5 minutes when there is a knock on the door. I get up to answer it. Tyler is there, in a gray button down shirt, and nice jeans. When he looks me up and down, he can't seem to take his eyes off me. Which is very flattering to me. He greets Marie, then takes my hand. We turn to go out the door, then turns around like he remembered something. "Hey Marie, do you think you could take a picture of us please?" And she agrees, he hands her his phone, and puts his ar, around me, and pulls me in close. He thanks her, and I wave goodbye, as we set out to the elevator, then his black Jeep Wrangler.
I left Tyler at his apartment building after he invited me to go out one night, and I rejected him. I felt bad, like I always do when tell someone no, but i told him why, and he knows that we couldn't make a relationship work. And I know how he is. He can charm the pants off a girl like its his job. Even though last night he didn't try anything, even when I would have no reason to be mad because I initiated it, he was gentlemanly. But I wasn't sure why. It didn't make sense. I really did appreciate it, but maybe if we Thetis trainerhad slept together, then he wouldn't think we needed to go on a date. Or he's just being nice. Or trying to be a gentleman and then get into my pants. Whatever the case, I wasn't going to do it. I don't need another relationship with a hockey player who can take advantage of his fame. I learned my lesson. No more hockey players since Brendan. I hooked up with one, but we both knew where things stood, so he will remain unnamed.
I pull into the high school parking lot, and there are kids there. I forgot that it wa Tuesday and kids would be there. I would've chosen a longer dress. The one I chose was pink, with lace on it, with a gold belt, and short, above my knees, and white sandals. That was the good thing about Dallas, even though it was October, you could still dress like it was summer. In Michigan it was time for jeans and a sweatshirt by mid October. I walked through the front doors at 8:45, and went to the front office. "I'm here for the athletic trainer job interview." I told the receptionist.
"The athletic director is actually in here right now! Give me just a moment, he'll be right with you." The lady said, and walked back to more office, I'm assuming. When she came back into view, she had a man behind her. He can out of the desk area and introduced himself as Jim Donahue, the athletic director.
"So, your resume says you attended Michigam State University, and played volleyball there, majored in physical therapy, and worked part time in a hospital, the chiropractic unit, doing excersises with patients." He read from a sheet of paper.
"That's all correct!" I affirmed. Then he went in to ask me typical interview questions, and as we walked down the hall, a bunch of high schoolers filed out of class. Jim told me to ignore the boys, because they were doing catcalls at me, and I just laughed, because I remembered when my school got a new athletic trainer, all the guys were concerned with whether she was hot or not. "I just find it funny," I told him, and he laughed with me. He gave me a tour of the school, and introduced me to some of the coaches. And then in an hour and a half later, it was over.
All in all I think it went pretty well. I wouldn't mind working here, but if I get the job I really want, then this will seem like kids play. I have an interview to be part of the Dallas Stars athletic team. I know it's a far cry, because I don't have that that much experience, but I'm hoping they'll take me anyways. The tea, also has to like the staff, and I know a lot of them, so I hope that helps. That interview is actually tomorrow. I tell them goodbye, and leave. I check my phone when I get out to my car, and see that Tyler texted me.
Tyler: Hey, want to go out to dinner tonight?
Me: I already told you we are not a good idea...
Tyler: Let me convince you we are at dinner.
Me: Fine. I guess...
Tyler: I'll pick you up at 7:00
Me: Where are we going?
Tyler: It's a surprise, dress nice!
Me: Okay, see you then.
Then I drive back to my apartment. It was weird not having to go to work every day. When I get home, I see Marie, she must not have to work just yet either. As soon as I walk in, I ask her, "Soooooo? What happened with Jamie last night? Huh?" And winked at her and laughed.
"Nothing! We didn't do it. We literally watched movies all night! What about you and Tyler?" She countered.
"Nothing either. Apparently I tried, and he was the one that said no. He wants to take me out to tonight, for dinner. I tried to say not, but it was hard. But unless it's a one-night thing, I think I'm just done with hockey players. Or I should be." I told her.
"Have you had a one night stand with any hockey players I would know of?" She questioned.
"Not that I want to share with you... It was like one or two. Not that many. It took me a while to get over Brendan!" I defended myself.
"Jesus! How many pro hockey players have you screwed?!" She laughed while she said it, so she wasn't being mean. I stood there silent for a little while, and she says, "I really want an answer..."
"Only like, three. Total." I said, ashamedly.
"Slut! Nah, I'm just kidding. I would too, if I had that opportunity." She admitted. "But why dont you want to go out with Tyler?" she asked me.
"You know his reputation, right? He is a one and done deal. I'm done with those now. I got over Brendan, now I want something real. I don't think he's serious about wanting to actually date me." I bet he would be a good friends with benefits, and if I ever need one, then I would call him." I say, "I'll see how it goes tonight." I told her.
"Okay, well, I'll help you get ready when it's time! Where are you going?" She asked.
"I don't know! He didn't tell me!" I say exasperated.
"You gotta admit, that's kinda cute and sweet, right?" She vouched for him.
"Yeah whatever. I guess. Now let me have the TV!" I turn on Grey's Anatomy, and we sit around the house for a while. I make Mac and cheese for lunch, and we talk for a while, and she keeps pestering me about who I hooked up with. I don't tell her. I say that it's for a later time...
around 4:30 I shower again, for something to do. I take a long time, and get super clean. I listen to music, and when I step out, I don't get dressed. I blow dry my hair, and go out and it's only 5:00. I keep my towel around me, go out and get Marie to help me pick out an outfit. I had brought up the rest of my stuff when I got back from my interview, but it wasn't unpacked yet. I tell her to just go through my stuff. After a little bit of digging, she pulls out a matching bra and thong set, and lays that out. "Well, you're wearing that!" I laugh as she keeps digging. She finds a black dress that is plain and elegant, and the skirt flares out, and it's not to short to not be classy. She holds it up for me to inspect, and I say yes. I don't put it on yet, because we go back into the bathroom, and she curls my hair, and I do my makeup. I do a more natural look, with some brown eyeliner, and a gold and brown smoky-eye thing. I pick out my plain black flats. When I am done, I think I look very classy. My black dres and black shoes and simple makeup is what I like. I don't need to be flashy, my personality is outgoing enough.
It is around 6:45 when we finish. We sit on the couch for maybe 5 minutes when there is a knock on the door. I get up to answer it. Tyler is there, in a gray button down shirt, and nice jeans. When he looks me up and down, he can't seem to take his eyes off me. Which is very flattering to me. He greets Marie, then takes my hand. We turn to go out the door, then turns around like he remembered something. "Hey Marie, do you think you could take a picture of us please?" And she agrees, he hands her his phone, and puts his ar, around me, and pulls me in close. He thanks her, and I wave goodbye, as we set out to the elevator, then his black Jeep Wrangler.
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8/15/15