"Here we go" I think to myself as I step out of my car. Today is my first day at Seattle Grace!!
I step in the doors of the hospital and take in my surroundings. I'm really here. This is like a dream come true!
I find the room in supposed to go to, and there is already people here. I stand awkwardly in the corner of the room when a tall, dark skinned man walks into the room.
"Hello interns, my name is Dr.Webber. I am the chief of surgery here at Seattle Grace." He says.
"Each of you come here today hopeful. Wanting to join in on the game. A month ago you were in med school being taught by doctors. Today. You are the doctors." Chief webber says, opening the doors to the OR room.
All of the interns look around in awe.
"The seven years you spend here will be the best and worst of your lives. You will be pushed to the breaking point. Look around you. Say hello to your competition."
I look around the room and my eyes meet a dark haired man who was wearing sweats. He gave me a small smile and turned away.
"Eight of you will switch to an easier specialty. Five of you will crack under the pressure. Two of you will be asked to leave. This is your starting line. This is your arena. How well you play? That's up to you." Chief finishes.
All of the interns are now in the locker room, changing into our scrubs. A man begins yelling out last names.
"Martin, Robertson, Hann, Hopkins" The man says.
"James, Monroe, Smith, Craig" He starts again. I'm sitting alone on the bench in front of a blonde haired women and a dark haired Asian women. That are talking about some doctor being a model.
"Which resident are you assigned to? I got Bailey." The Asian women says.
"Nazi, me too." The blonde girl says.
"Hey you got the nazi? So did I." The dark haired man that I made eye contact with earlier says.
"I got Bailey too." I say quietly.
They all look at me when the dark haired man speaks up.
"At least we can be torchered together right? I'm George. Omalley We met at the uh, at the bar you had on this black dress, slit up the side, scrappy sandals. Now you think I'm gay uh no I'm not gay." George says.
"Uh huh." The women known as Christina Yang says walking off
I look up at George and give him a small smile.
"I believe you." I tell him
"Omalley,Grey,Yang,Stevens,Foster." The man yells out, causing me to stand up and walk out of the room.
"That's the Nazi?" Cristina asks.
"I thought the nazi would be a guy." George says.
"I thought the Nazi, would be a Nazi." Meredith adds.
I say nothing, but agree to all of their comments in my head.
"Maybe she's brilliant and they call her nazi because they're jealous." A tall, blonde headed girl says.
"Let me guess. You're the model." Cristina implies.
The tall blonde gives her a death stare and sticks her hand out to Dr.Bailey.
"Hi I'm Isabelle Stevens but everyone calls me izzie." She says.
Nazi gives her a look and says, "I have 5 rules memorize them. Rule number one don't bother suckin up I already hate ya that's not gonna change. Trauma protocol and pagers Nurses will page you you answer every page at a run. A run, that's rule number two." Bailey says as we all grab a pager and follow her down the hall.
"Your first shift starts now and lasts 48 hours. Your interns,nobody's, bottom of the food chain. You run labs,write orders,work every second of the night until you drop and don't complain."
She opens a door and turns on the light.
"On call rooms. Attendings hog them sleep when you can where you can which brings me to rule number three. If I'm sleeping, don't wake me unless your patient is actually dying. Rule number four the patient better not be dead when I get there. Not only will you have killed someone but you woke me for no good reason. We clear?"
Merideth raises her hand.
"Yes?" Bailey says.
"You said five rules, that was only four." She answers, causing us all to look at her like she's crazy.
" rule number five. When I move you move." Bailey finishes and runs down the hall.
We all follow her at a running pace to the roof of the hospital. The helicopter lands and Dr.bailey runs to get the patient.
"Katie price 15 year old female. New onset seizures been having them for the last week." The paramedic tells us.
"Alright get her on her side." Bailey says once we are inside.
"10 milligrams diazepam. No no on the right. Righty Whitey." Bailey starts barking more orders as we are getting the patient stable.
The patient is stable and a very dark skinned man walks in the room and tells us to shotgun her. That means get every test in the books.
"Cristina your on labs, Merideth get Katie for a CT, George and Riley patient work ups" Bailey tells us.
"What about me?" Izzie asks.
"You get to do rectal exams." Bailey says looking izzie up and down.
"Yep. Sounds good." George says. We are doing patient work ups and he just listened to a mans heartbeat.
"Your fine. I told you your fine." The patients wife says.
"I still can't have bacon flavored soy products" the patient says.
"You'll have bypass surgery tomorrow with Dr.Burke." I tell him
"If that goes good, you can have all the bacon flavored soy products you want." George reassures him.
George began trying to insert an IV into the man, but he couldn't find a vein.
"Nope. Uh, I'm so sorry." George tells the patient.
"Out." Dr.Burke tells us from the door.
As we were walking out I said, "Its ok. You'll get better at it."
"Yea, thanks." He responded back to me.
End of chapter one!
Agh I finally updated it and idk if it's good or not. Please tell me if you guys like it!
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George O'Malley
FanfictionRiley Foster, a 24 year old woman who dreams of being a doctor. As she begins her intern year at Seattle Grace Hospital, she makes friends in very unexpected people while trying to just get through her first night shift.
