You hated Dr. Biel. The way she could never hear when you told her you had trouble reading fine print. Or how she groaned every time you asked to see a lens a second time. She was ancient and tired of her job. This check up was gonna be long and filled with yelling “one” or “two.” As you sit in the long black chair of the office waiting for her to slowly creep in and ask how your mom’s corneas are doing, you hear a little boy in the hallway crying and can’t help but eavesdrop. “They’re gonna call me Four Eyes and Nerd!” You hear the voice of a man answer, “I heard those names growing up too Joshua, but you know what, now you’ll be able to see the white board in your classroom and learn a whole lot more than the other kids so you can be the smartest kid in your school and go on to make a lot and a lot of money.” His voice is so sweet it sounds like it was solely produced to comfort crying children. “Do you make a lot of money Dr. Timberlake?” He nervously chuckles “Well…” Do I REALLY wanna know? “JOSHUA it’s time for us to go!” the little boy’s mother yells. Why can’t he be MY doctor??!! He was the complete opposite of Dr. Biel: kind and with the smoothest voice. “See you in a year Joshua. The girls are going to love those frames, trust me!” He sounds even closer now. You pray that he’ll pass by the open door so you can get a glimpse of what isn’t yours. A tall figure of white rushes into the room. “Hi sorry I’m late I had to convince my other patient that glasses are in now!” As your eyes focus you see a man in a bright lab coat on top of a crimson dress shirt and dark grey slacks. His shoes are shiny enough to blind. “Haha it’s fine,” you manage to get out of your lungs. “Where’s Dr. Biel?” Who cares?! “I don’t know if I’m supposed to be telling anyone but she prescribed contact lenses to a kid with 20/20 vision and now he’s suing… it’s a mess. I’ll be taking over all of her patients until it’s all settled. I’m Dr. Timberlake.” He extends a hand to shake and as you too quickly accept it, his firm yet warm grip is a surprise. You hold on longer than is socially acceptable as he lets out a side smile. “Cool. Sucks for Dr. Biel though.” Awk. He runs a hand through his gelled down blond hair as he reads through your file. Should I have introduced myself? He obviously knows my name it’s in my file. I just want him to say it. “So has any part of your vision seem to have changed since your last check up with Dr. Biel?” Stop saying her name. You tell him about your reading problem but don’t know the words you’re using since he looks right into your eyes as you speak. He’s listening so intently and can actually HEAR you. His eyes are intense like a reptile’s but light reflects off of them so it looks as if they’re a source of light. “Well we can definitely take a look at your close sighted vision and play around with the lenses to see if you might need reading glasses.” Normally you would groan at the thought of having to wear a pair, but you can’t help get excited about anything that comes out of his mouth.