When Blake walked out of the school, he heard a woman call out his name. He whirled around and saw the nurse coming after him. "Hey sweet heart, can you do me a favor and tend to the clinic, please? It's an emergency." Blake looked at his phone to see the time and he had lots of it at the moment. "Uh, yeah sure. I guess." He put on a smile and went back into the school. "Thank you SO much," the nurse said in glee. "Any time!" He passed the nurse and walked down the hallway, going back inside of the clinic. "I'm sure you're familiar with everything here. You are kind of a pro at this stuff, I'm assuming," the nurse said standing at the door. Blake sat down in the nurse's chair and looked back at her. "I sure hope so," he said jokingly. The nurse smiled. "I'll be back soon." And with that she walked away, leaving Blake to tend to the clinic. I'm a bartender and I'm sitting in a high school nurse's office he thought to himself. Even though he looked young, he had a very mature mind since he was older than what he actually was. Dealing with high school misfits wasn't something he felt the need to do. Blake crossed his legs and leaned on the desk, and started fiddling with his iPhone.