Chapter 1:

A beautiful 17 year old girl with green eyes, light brown skin, and brownish-blonde braids in her hair walks into the ER with luggage. She makes her way over to the front desk where Jerry is sitting. She says...

"Excuse me...do you know where I can find Peter Benton?"

Jerry says, "sorry, but your gonna have to wait in chairs"

"Umm...no I'm not a patient, Dr. Benton is my uncle"

"Oh?!?"

At that moment Benton and Carter come walking down the hall together, they had just finished up on a major trauma. Benton spotted Rita out of the corner of his eye and walked over to her.

"Rita??? Man, I haven't seen you in so long. Look at you, your all grown up. But...Why are you in Chicago?"

"Mom is having some trouble. So she that I need to stay with you for a little while because, with you I'd still be able to go to high school. Is it okay if I stay with you for a little while?"

"Yeah, of course it is"

They hug.

Benton then says, "Oh, umm, this is John Carter, he's my former med student"

They shake hands and exchange smiles.

"It's nice to meet you Rita"

"It's nice to meet you too John." Rita says as she looks him up and down.

Peter hands Rita a key to his apartment and tells her the address. Then he says that he will home later but she can go and get settle in the extra room. Rita takes her luggage and walks out. As she walks towards the L train, Rita can't get the image of the attractive young soon-to-be-doctor out of her head. She knew that if she made the right moves, he would be hers.

Rita got settled in the extra room and unpacked her stuff. Peter got home around 9:00pm. He told Rita that arrangements had been made for her at the local high school. She would be starting the morning after next. She thanked him and peter went to bed.

Rita took out and old photo album and started to flip through it. She didn't have many pictures from when she was little because she didn't have a very good childhood. She had been robbed of her virginity at 2 years old by a friend of the family and it caused her to suffer from deep depression. That made her unable to trust and always in search of the perfect guy as well. Rita could never find the perfect guy, no matter how hard she looked. All she found was losers, jerks and abusers.

"John Carter is different" she said to herself in a low voice. "He's not like all those other boys. They are childish and selfish. But John, he's a real man, I just know it. There's something in his eyes that spells out loyal and love. I don't know what it is, but I know it's there. And I'm gonna find it. One way or another"

To Be Continued....

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