Chapter 1 ' EXPERIENCE '

                          IZZY'S POV

It was totally bizarre when I heard someone snapping their fingers at me. I suddenly stood up from my chair and looked at the person.

She was the senior doctor of the physiological department at UPMC hospital.

"So doctor Isabella, you clearly understand what I just said, right?" Doc. Stephanie said as she smiled softly at me.

I nodded " yes I understood but where in the world can I gain the neurological experience? "

"Well if you want I can help you with that," she said while looking blankly at me.

"Yes, please if you can"

She smiled and gave me a file. It's a file with a patient named Kayden. He is a singer and currently, he is suffering from a neurological disorder. As I read his condition. I looked up at Doc. Stephanie.

"So do you want me to treat him ?"I ask calmly. Because it was something new. Although I'm a highly professional doctor, I have never met or treated any celebrities before.

"Yes, of course, but " she hesitated as she started looking in another direction.

"But..?" I ask curiously.

" But you have to live with him because we don't know the origin of his sickness "

"So you want me to live with a patient to treat him ?" I ask, raising my eyebrows. Because how can I do that? Living with a stranger alone ..huh. No way.

" actually...not only with him. But with the whole band of three more boys," she said hesitantly.

I was more than shocked. Like who the f*ck wouldn't have been.

She seriously wants me to live not only with one but with four boys.

"And why should I do that? "I ask annoyingly.

She sensed annoyance in my voice I think. "Because you want the job here and without any neurological experience, you can't have one," she said a little bit sarcastically.

Just then I was brought back to reality.

" Okay, I will treat him," I said in a low spirit, as I knew I didn't have any other option. This was my last chance at my dream job. How can I let it slip?

"Okay, so I will call you tomorrow after deciding to meet with their manager if that's alright with you," she said quickly.

"Yeah sure ." I agreed and said goodbyes.

As I walked out of the office. I looked at the sky and just like that it started raining.

I quickly ran towards my car and drove home. As soon as I reached home I threw myself on the sofa.

Suddenly loud music started to burst into my ears. Yeah, I know how worse this day could go.

I got up and took a broomstick. As I opened the door of my best friend Kayleigh's room. She was standing on her bed holding the remote of speakers with a wide smirk on her face.

Then, I was running after Kayleigh and she was like Usain Bolt. I wonder what if she was an athlete.

Nah! probably it's better not to be with that drinking habit of her, she would probably die on track so no. It's good for her to be stupid.

Once I got tired I sat on the floor. She sat close to me and started to laugh. I raised my eyebrow at her and she laughed again. It was confusing ..was there something on my face or is she really that idiotic.

"So it didn't go well, right?" she asked once she stopped laughing obviously.

"If you know then why the fuck are you asking? " I said annoyingly. I wasn't in a good mood.

" Well, what happened huh?"

I told her the whole story while we started to drink wine.

"So are you seriously gonna live with moonlight boys ?" she said, jumping and shrieking. More like bursting into my ears.

I know she is a big fan of them but seriously what's the need to overreact.

I simply nodded and took a sip from my glass.

"Awww so you know that I'm your best friend, right? " she said with puppy eyes buttering me up.

"Uhhhh... I can't remember you clearly though" I said sarcastically.

" Oh come on Izzy please please please, "she said pleading.

I laughed at her expressions though she is really cute sometimes.

Oh, I really forgot to tell you guys that I have two best friends Kayleigh and Mariah.

Kayleigh is a reporter but she is really stupid I wonder how does she do her job.

Mariah is an accountant so she is busy with her work. We three live in the same house. It's more like a homeless people's place.

We three left our parents’ houses because of some problems and then we bought ourselves a cute house for just us.

"Okay, I will try to help you to meet them but I can't promise you anything," I stated.

"Fine fine, don't be such a badass bitch " she said with a smirk.

Then we just got up and made ourselves some dinner.