Inspired after i recently gave blood. i hope that you enjoy and please review as i appreciate all comments.

and for those of you reading this and don't give blood i think you should. you know at least give it a try you never know who's life you may be saving...

thanks, midnightdream-5 aka Katie x

Blood Donor.

Miranda:

“Miranda Hope.” Called a cheery pleasant looking nurse. She was wearing a bright blue uniform, he name tag baring the ‘National Blood Service,’ logo showed her name was Linda. Her hair was strawberry blonde in colour and was cut short into her neck; her shocking blue eyes were smiling as brightly as her luscious red lips.

Miranda raised her head from the booklet she had been given to read. She hadn’t been reading it though; she near enough knew it off by heart. After all she’d been giving blood now regularly since she turned seventeen.

Her bright green cat eyes locked onto the clipboard in Linda’s hands that contained Miranda’s notes and personal details. She stood causing her long dark hair to fall slightly over her face, she brushed it aside with her slender fingers. Walking across to the nurse, she weaved in between the deep blue plastic chairs that were set out in the centre of the hall for people waiting. Reaching Linda she smiled politely in greeting.

“Good afternoon. If you’d like to lay down.” Linda’s smooth and kind voice spoke as she gestured towards one of the several made up beds at the end of the hall. Miranda took off her black three quartered length coat in order to give easy access to her right arm as she was left handed. It was early December so the sky was dark already despite the fact that it was early evening not yet past four o’clock, and the air was cold. “How are you feeling today?” Linda asked it was a routine question Miranda knew, she nodded in response. “And can I just check your name, date of birth and address?” she peered down at the clipboard.

“Miranda Hope, 31st of the 12th, 1986, flat 3A on Grove Street.” The nurse nodded and ticked off a few things on a sheet of paper.

Miranda had previously signed a form saying she was healthy and understood what her blood would be used for etc. she also had her middle finger on her left hand pricked in order to check the iron in her blood, a plaster was wrapped around it.

Rolling up the sleeve of her red jumper she exposed her pale skin. The nurse wrapped a bit of black fabric around the top of her arm. a few seconds later she felt Linda rub an anti-sceptic liquid over the middle part of her arm in order to cleanse it.

“Squeeze your hand please.” Miranda did as she was told in order to get a vein, her arm now dry she soon felt the cool needle pierce her skin. It hurt quite a bit, but she bore with it knowing from past experience that it would be gone soon enough. Besides the whole point of this was to save someone’s life, a bit of pain was worth it.

Linda placed a bit of tape across the tube coming directly from the needle it had turned deep red with her blood. They always took some blood first, going into three tubes to be tested for HIV etc. then cutting it off like an umbilical cord so that the blood went down into the bag at the side of the bed, which they collected it in.

Eight minutes later a full pint had been taken from Miranda. She pressed down on her arm as instructed in order to stop the bleeding.

“How are you feeling pet?” Linda asked smiling politely.

“Fine thanks,” Miranda replied, she slowly sat up as Linda placed a plaster over the place where the needle had been.

Before she returned home she had a drink of water and a digestive biscuit. They always told people to drink plenty of fluids afterwards. Plus in theory you were to keep the plaster on for at least six hours and not to do any heavy lifting etc.

Saying a quick goodbye, Miranda put her coat back on before leaving, as she did so it seemed like a mass of people had turned up. Going from quiet to being packed, Miranda was pushed by a rude guy whose face she didn’t see. Shrugging as she finally got past the sudden crowd and into the clear night she dug her car keys out of her coat pocket. Un-tucking her long hair from beneath her coat she pulled it closer feeling the cold wind blow around her.

She reached her car within minutes, as she hadn’t parked far from the church hall.

Her silver fiesta was old and rusty only just passing its MOT. She doubted it would last much longer, sighing she unlocked the drivers door and got in. her textbooks remained on the passenger seat, the sight of them made her tired. They were battered and falling apart, being old too. She had been lucky to find them on the Internet. Despite the quality or rather lack of it, she found it so much easier having a copy to work from. Her earlier option as she couldn’t afford new ones would’ve been to use those in the library. But that would’ve meant going back and forth in order to do her work. This way was a lot better, although her workload was still huge.

Miranda was training to become a doctor it had always been her ambition not to mention her dream. But she couldn’t afford to live at university and that didn’t just include her expenses. It had taken her long and hard to get the grades she needed to get to the uni she wanted. She attended her lectures in the one in the city next to the small town she lived in. The course she was taking was long and hard, but she was determined.

Plus this way she didn’t have to find somewhere to live each time they broke up for their holidays.

So as well as the practical work, the written work, the revision and exams not to mention the travelling she also had to hold down a job to run her flat.

It was damn hard work, but she was strong-minded. Not only that but she was living her life the way she wanted.

Clearing her thoughts she turned the key in the ignition reversed out of the bay she was parked in then pulled forwards.

She automatically gave a swift low whistle at the sight of a metallic blue Porsche. It was gorgeous. One day I’ll own a car like that she thought to herself. She smirked yeah right, not in my lifetime. I’m already in tons of debt.

It had been nice t see it though, it wasn’t often you saw a car like that in Summerville. It was a small town, just about everyone knew everyone. It sounds quaint and exotic, somewhere that old couples went to live when they retire. Fat chance of that in England, Miranda thought, especially when it always rains.

She pulled onto the side of the road outside the block of flats she lived in. there were no gardens the building came right u to the path next to the road.

As she got out her car, she carried her books and locked the door. She found the right key that let her into her flat; going up two flights of stairs she reached her door. Slotting the key into the Yale lock she twisted and pushed the door open.

She flinched the light on and glanced around the small flat. She sighed at the mess chucking her set of keys on the side that led to her small open kitchen on her left. She set her books down on the small second hand green settee, which was positioned in the centre of the room that was her living room. Her bedroom was further to the right and was medium in size fitting her single bed and chest of draws inside. The tiny bathroom that was just big enough to fit a bath, sink and toilet in was next to the kitchen on the left. Bringing the grand total of doors to three.

Miranda didn’t complain about the high rent for such a poor flat, as it was the only one that she could afford. She also didn’t care that she lived on her own in fact she preferred it.

To her this life was perfect. She was living independently and doing what she wanted.

She sank onto the settee despite the clothes thrown on it. Tilting her head back she closed her eyes briefly before opening them as a solid object leapt onto her knee. OK so maybe she wasn’t completely on her won.

Her black year old cat greeted her warmly.

“Hey Midnight,” Miranda murmured, she purred in response. Miranda stroked her soft fluffy fur before picking her off her lap and setting her next to her. She picked her textbook up and started to revise.

A/N - so there you go again just a reminded to please review thanks. x