This is a sequel to What Happens Here, Stays Here. However, it can also be read as a stand alone story. What Happens Here, Stays Here is a college sex romp, if that if not your type of story I suggest just reading Life Doesn't Go as Planned.
February 2006 John Baxter
I don't think I am love in with Carey. The friends with benefits relationship we had for the last couple of months while we were both attending college in Massachusetts was temporary and I always knew that Carey had a boyfriend. I like Carey a lot but when the spring semester started I decided that it would be best if I kept my distance from Carey.
As pre-veterinarian majors in our final semester at Biloxi College, the focus is on getting accepted to veterinarian school. At the beginning of the fall semester we had applied to schools and later in the semester we had either been rejected or invited for an interview. The interviews were at the beginning of the spring semester and now we are starting to find out if we are accepted.
I had decided quite some time ago that I did not want to go to graduate school at Louisiana State. My parents have a large veterinary practice in Baton Rouge and I need to get out on my own, so I thought it would be best to go elsewhere. During the interview process I had decided University of Florida was my first choice and I recently received my acceptance letter.
A few weeks earlier Carey had been notified that she got into LSU which was where she wanted to go. The next time I saw Carey, I had given her a hug and congratulated her. I know how much it means to her. Carey asked me if we could talk. We got a table at the student union.
Carey said she just wanted to see how I was doing.
"I am doing good. I know you must be thrilled."
"I am. Are we all right?"
"Sure."
"I hope your being honest."
"It is a little weird seeing you after Massachusetts."
"I know it was like you were my boyfriend no matter how many times we said we were just friends with benefits."
"Even if we don't hang out much anymore, I want you to know I think you are incredible and I have some great memories from Massachusetts. I also think you will make a great vet and I will always be rooting for you."
"You make it hard to get to know you, but I am so glad that we eventually did become friends and whatever else we were. You will make some girl very lucky."
We hugged and went our separate ways.
May 2006 Carey Willingham
Today is graduation day and I have never felt prouder. Since being a little girl I always wanted to be a vet and here I am graduating college as a pre-veterinarian major with grades good enough to get into graduate school. When I was younger and said I wanted to be a vet, I always got the feeling that family, friends and teachers thought it was unrealistic for me. I did not even have pets growing up.
My mother had met my father in college and became a homemaker raising my brothers and I. She never worked outside of the home. I do not want to be like my mother. I want to eventually have a family but now I am focused on my career. Tyler and I are not formally engaged but we have talked about our future quite a bit. We are going to get married when I finish vet school in four years and then we will try to have a baby a few years later, after I have settled into a vet practice.
Tyler, my parents, my two brothers and their families have come to the graduation. It is a beautiful, sunny day. There are still a lot of repairs happening on the campus of Biloxi College as a result of damage from Katrina so the graduation ceremony is somewhat subdued.
After the graduation ceremony a lot of people are outside taking pictures when Lizzie calls me over. She has John and Elliott with her and wants to get a picture of the four of us that lived together during that crazy fall semester at Paul Revere College in Massachusetts. The four of us pose while our friends and family take pictures and then introductions are made. I couldn't help thinking if only our loved ones knew what happened when we were living together. It felt so odd to see Tyler and John shake hands.
When I meet John's mother she asks me where I am going to grad school and when I say LSU she and I end up talking for awhile. I really like John's mother and am pleased when we exchange contact information and she offers to help me while I am at LSU. I know Dr Baxter is a very well respected veterinarian and that she will be a good person to know.
November 2006 Dr Helen Baxter
When I first met Carey after the the graduation ceremony, I felt an instant connection. I am reminded so much of myself. Like me way back when, I get the impression that Carey is incredibly motivated to prove that she is more than a southern belle.
I spoke to Carey several times over the summer and prior to her arriving at LSU to begin grad school for the fall semester. I have agreed to be a mentor to Carey. In addition, she is working a few hours a week in our office. As I got to know Carey more, I was pleased that my initial impressions are confirmed.
On an unrelated note, I know that Carey has a boyfriend but I have a feeling that there was something between Carey and John at some point. It is too bad that it apparently did not work out because going out with someone like Carey would be very good for John.
November 2006 Carey
I am in the bathroom with my hands trembling as I look at the pink of the pregnancy test. I cannot believe this is happening.
Several weeks before, after I had been doing school work from early in the morning to late at night for quite some time, I decided on the spur of the moment on a Friday that I needed a break. I called Tyler who was also working crazy hours and we ended up getting a hotel room late at night midway between New Orleans and Baton Rouge.
We had several drinks at the hotel bar before going to our room. As busy as I have been with school work, I had not been as regular with taking the pill as I should have been. Tyler forgot to bring condoms and in our tired and drunken state, we were careless and he did not pull out when he came. The rest of the weekend I could not believe how stupid we were and I was a little worried but figured it was only one time and that we should be all right. By Monday I was focused on school and did not think much about it until I was late which I was hoping was just related to stress.
December 2006 email exchange between Carey and Dr Baxter