Jordan walked into class, coffee in hand, just in time. As the professor started to speak she looked for a seat sighing. The only place left was next to the bain of her existence, Nathan " Dickhead" Casman.

　　Nate noticed Jordan taking the seat next to him and rolled his eyes. His day was ruined. " Are you ever on time?" he asked. Following with, " If you were you could sit your pretty little ass somewhere else."

　　If there was one thing Nate wasn't it was a liar. He couldn't stand The Bitch but she was far from ugly. She was around 5'8" with perfect curves, legs for miles and, medium tan skin. Her silky black hair reached the middle of her back. Hazel eyes with a hint of gold around the edges. No she definitely wasn't ugly, just a royal bitch.

　　Jordan retorted with sarcasm, " Awe you think I'm pretty." Then said with an air of agitation, " I would gladly sit anywhere but here. You dick. Some of us have jobs. Sleep is precious." They stopped their bickering when their professor cleared her throat.

　　The rest of the class went by without incident but the day was just beginning. They each went their separate ways after a few more jabs at one another.

　　Jordan and Nathan had met during student orientation. The students were asked to take a few minutes speaking with each other about themselves. It was in an effort to let the students get to know one another.

　　Jordan became offended when Nathan said that women should stay home after marriage. So, she may have gone too far when she called him a "Retarded,son of a bitch, neanderthal!" To which he responded by referring to her as a "Feminist Bitch!" before saying, " You're lucky I don't hit women."

　　That was an over reaction on his part but he was just as pissed as she was. Since that point they had hated each other. Both attempting to avoid one another. Which was made nearly impossible by the fact that they were in the same class.

　　That night Jordan was at the hospital for her usual shift. When she was called to the emergency room for a major accident. As she entered the waiting room from the elevator, she saw several people with towels and shirts covering injuries. "Where would you like me?" she asked a passing nurse. The nurse looked at her and said " This is the emergency room just jump in."

　　Half an hour later she was leaving one exam room to drop off a chart at the nurses station when a nurse stepped up to the desk complaining about a patient. " That asshole just threw the blood pressure cuff at me." she said. Jordan responded exchanging charts with her, "I'll deal with this. Please, put my notes in the system, which room?" The nurse told her. She was standing outside the room when she opened the chart. "Dammit all to hell." she said before walking into the room.

　　Nate had been on his way home from the gym. When a dumbfuck on his cellphone caused a pile up. Now he was in the hospital waiting on a damn doctor to examine him. The nurse walked in and her eyes lit up when she saw him. 'Not now' he thought. He was used to women checking him out. It had happened often.

　　He was 6'2 with clean cut light brown hair and blue eyes. The Army had taught him to keep in shape, so he worked out a lot. Yes he was used to being stared at.He just didn't want to be while he was injured.

　　The nurse started taking his vitals when the beeping of the machine triggered a flashback. He didn't realize he had thrown the cuff at her until she squeled and ducked. Nate was going to apologize when she practically ran from the room.

　　Jordan entered the room looking pissed as always. Though she was one of the few women that didn't stare at him. 'Maybe she's gay' he thought. Jordan asked, " What ruining my day wasn't enough you have to come to my work too?" Nate instantly responded, " You're a doctor? Why are you in school?"

　　She let out an exasperated breath before saying, "I'm not a doctor yet. Which is why I'm in school. If you must know I am a Physician's Assistant. Why are you throwing things at our nurses?" Nate was a bit surprised at her revelation. He had honestly pegged her for a slacker.

　　" She pissed me off."he said not wanting to give her ammunition. Nor did he want to discuss the flashback he had.

　　Jordan looked him over and said " Well you scared the hell out of her. I'll examine you if it gets you out of here." " You mean you'll kill me."he grunted in pain clutching his left arm. She rolled her eyes, " I'm not going to kill you. Though the thought has crossed my mind."

　　She finished her exam explaining, " Okay, I'm going to order an x-ray of your arm, blood work and a M.R.I. of your head." " Why the M.R.I.? I didn't hit my head." he asked. Jordan flippantly responded, " You obviously have brain damage." as she left the room.

　　Nate scowled saying " Bitch" under his breath.