Dory Surgeon: A Short Story

The library was quite, and for the most part, empty. There were a few students milling about, the yearbook committee in the back, talking in hushed tones, and the occasional stray teacher, but that was all. The air was thick with heat in south California, causing Dory to curse her natural long dark blue locks, which was pulled back in its usual ponytail. It was quiet, too quiet! She slammed her head against the table wondering how she had gotten into this mess.

She took the towel to her forehead as she exited the locker room. Another successful practice, with the way this was going they would beat Woodbridge high school in no time! “Dory” Her coach called and she walked through the gym, to get to the junior parking lot on the other side. …show more content…
She eyed it baffled then flickered them back at the boy. “Hi” She perked grabbing his hand in a firm shake. “I’m Dory Surgeon” She smiled brightly at him causing his eyebrows to nit together. “I’m Marlin Premna, how about you tell me something about yourself” He learned this in a class once, to help someone relax you talk about something they know, and although Dory looked very comfortable he did this with every tutoring job he had, and she wouldn’t be the odd one out. “Well” She started brushing her fingers though the long ponytail thinking. “I’m Sixteen, my birthday was last week” She paused turning her purple eyes toward him in delight. “I’m a Volleyball player, outside blocker, uhhh what else do you want to know?” “Nothing that fine we should-” “What about you” Dory asked resting he head in her hand. “M-me” He stuttered, as she nodded enthusiastically. “Well, lets see… I’m a straight A student. I am 18 years old, and I am applying to Stanford” He finished clearing his throat; he wasn’t very good at talking about himself or talking to other in general. “What do you do for fun?” She asked another and Marlin could feel himself sweating. “I, umm, I think we should get to work” He flushed opening the French