Disclaimer: I do not own scrubs, Duh.

Chapter 1.

Somehow she knew that this day was going to mean something.

I mean, you don't just wake up and know your foundations will be rocked, do you? That's what Elliot Reid felt when she woke up late on Monday morning, her alarm clock failing to sound and her hair dryer malfunctioning. Late for work she sped to sacred heart, missing the speed camera signs along the way. Hysterical Fricks could be heard from miles away as she stormed towards the building trying to gain some composure for her first day with the new chief of medicine.

One foot wrong towards the nurses' station, however, sent her flying as her heel skidded on the freshly mopped floor.

"FRIIIIIIIIIIIICK" she screeched, her legs splayed and back aching.

"Oh my god Elliot are you alright?" Carla came around to help her up.

"Oh I'm fine Carla, totally fine because you know I'm only oh what an hour late for work, my hairs a mess, my new heels are SCUFFED!! And now the back of my skirts all wet and" people around ceased to understand what she was saying as Elliot's voice became squeaky and hysterical.

"Shh calm down Elliot, you look fine and the new chief isn't even here yet" Carla reassured her as she pulled her to her feet.

"And who the hell leaves a floor wet and doesn't put a sign up?!" Elliot breathed, brushing her now mangled hair out of her face with a big sigh.

"Whoa, sorry blondedoctor, my fault. I forgot to buy more slippery when wet signs. I was out last night making a kind of a house from signs for the widows of the troops lost in my squirrel army, they always say it hurts the families most so I thought I'd do a bit of a habitat for humanity thing you know, give something back" Janitor trailed off with a satisfied grin.

Elliot just stood there with a blank look on her face.

"I know you think your being really funny, but just stop it, I'm not in the mood for your stupidity today..."

The Janitors face fell, and she slowly turned and walked towards the elevator, mop in tow.

Carla folded her arms,

"Now THAT was totally out of order and-"

She was cut off as Elliot walked to her office and shut the door.

"Oh god, why am I being so horrible?!" she thought, head resting on the pile of paperwork she should have done a while ago.

The news of her foul mood had spread (thanks to a certain nurse turkelton) and everyone was steering clear of her.

There was a knock on the door

"Come in" she said, muffled through the paper she was buried in.

J.D came through the door with two coffees

"Hey Elliot, heard you weren't having such a great day, care for a little liquid sunshine?" he waggled his eyebrows in a playful manner and set the coffee in front of her.

Elliot pulled her face up off the paper and stared at J.D., her face long and blank

"Have you ever woken up and just knew something major was going to happen?"

"Well, there was that time in college I predicted the cancellation of full house..." His head cocked to the side and just like that he was off in one of his daydreams.

Elliot sighed and thumped her head back down on the desk.

"Oh I was the Nostradamus of sitcoms, a power too strong I felt" said J.D. in a smug tone as he came back down from the clouds.

His beeper sounded

"Damn it, Mr. Landers is crashing. To be continued!" he said, hurriedly leaving the room.

She waited until the others had left the cafeteria to grab her lunch; there was something about this day that left her not wanting to talk to anybody, not even her close friends.

She grabbed her salad and vitamin water, and scanned the room for an empty table

Ok let's see who we have here. Ted? No thanks. Todd... why did I even bother thinking him? Empty tables... am I really that depressed today? KEITH, oh man I can do without abuse thank you very much.

There was one figure, however, hunched over the table and picking at his sandwich that made her smile. She walked over to the table and put her tray down.

"Hey! Ugh, I'm so glad you're here, I'm having the WORLDS worst day."

He continued to pick at his sandwich.

"Ok so my alarm clock didn't go off, I know what you're thinking, and that's what I get from buying it from IKEA right? HA damn Swedes!" she waited for him to laugh, but he was still silent

"Ooooook. Well anyway I've just had a really bad day. How about you?"

She looked at him, her eyes pleading for a reply.

He just looked at her and finally said

"There's someone sitting in that seat."

"What?" she started, and then followed his gaze over to the smartly dressed woman with the short and styled brown hair, holding a tray with a quizzical look on her face.

Lady walked over to where they were sitting.

"Hey you!" she said slowly, her eyes never lessening their suspicious glare at Elliot.

"Hi! I'm Doctor Reid!" said Elliot, extending a hand

"Ladinia Whitman..." she replied, placing her tray down in front of the Janitor.

Elliot sensed the extreme awkwardness

"Oooook well I'm off, patients to see you know, busy busy busy!!" as she got up too quickly the contents of her tray came flying up and her front was soon covered in lettuce leaves and dressing.

"FRICK" she screeched, hightailing it out of the cafeteria in seconds flat, nearly bumping into doctor Cox who made a snide comment about the new lettuce leaf barbie coming out, and locking herself once again in the confines of her office.

No. It was not a very good day for Elliot Reid.

And unfortunately, it was far from finished.

A/N: Ok so it's been a whie since i've written! thought I'd jump back in with something new.

Please Please review and tell me what you think, this is my first attempt at a mulit-chapter story as i'm more of a one-shot kinda girl

Enjoy!