AN: This is my first story I have ever written for Fanfiction so if it sucks feel free to tell me and all constructive criticism is welcome.
Its 6:30 in the morning and I'm already dressed and ready for work. Why? , Because I'm a coward. I'm afraid of running into her again. Every time I see her I act like an idiot and I get nervous my palms start to sweat. It wouldn't be a big deal if it wasn't so out of character for me. I'm the calm cool mysterious number 13. No one can get close to me and I like it that way if no one gets close I can't lose them like I lost my mother. But I can't help but love how she looks in her pink shrubs with her hair pulled back, and there is something in her eyes that makes me want to tell her everything and give her my soul. I would never have the courage to do that though, because with my luck I would let her in and she would break my heart. So here I am leaving for work long before I have to be just so I can avoid seeing her, even though every time I get a glimpse of her my heart pounds in my chest and I ache to be with the beautiful Allison Cameron.
Driving to work this early has its perks. There are fewer people on the road and the drive takes less time. I arrive at PPTH an hour before I have to be and as I walk to the front doors calm and confident I hear footsteps behind me. I don't turn around though because if I do I would risk having to talk to whoever it is and I'm not very good at conversations. The more I interact the more people learn about me. The more they learn the closer they get and I can't risk someone getting close and leaving. I reach the front doors and as I walk in I notice that the footsteps seemed to have gotten closer. I chance a look as I open the door and I see the very person I am trying to avoid. Well it was worth a shot.