Hey people! I'm Nikki. I'm new at writing Scrubs fanfics, but wrote for only Zoey 101 before. In one of my Zoey 101 fanfics, one of the Zoey 101 characters has a job at sacred heart. It's a Zoey 101 / scrubs story. (As if you didn't already know that. Lol) I'm going to stop writing this stupid AN and get to my one shot, or two shot, or three shot. Oh, I don't know! All I know is that this story is not going to have many chappies. :P

So here it is.

RandR

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The twisted teenage life of Jennifer Cox

Chapter 1: McDonald's

Jenny Cox sat on the couch in her living room, eating an apple. The apple made a crisp crunching sound as she bit into it. She was watching her favorite TV show, until her brother, Jack, came barging into the room, grabbing the remote.

"Hey!" she yelled, reaching for the remote control in his hand. He smiled a devious smile and took her apple. She got up, and Jack ran across the room near the window. He opened up the window, threatening to throw the fruit.

"OK, you get the stupid TV, I'll just go in my room. Now give me the apple!" she said, walking over to him and swiping the apple from his grasp. She marched soundly into her room and slammed the door.

Her cell phone rang:

From: Izzy

Txt sent on 5/25/25

8:26 am

where r u?

She looked at her clock. It was almost 8:30! Her shift at the restaurant started in 4 minutes!

She replied quickly, say that she was coming, and would be there as quick as she could. She set down the small phone and got into her uniform; a red apron and a red cap. She stepped out of her room, and sprinted out the door.

"Hey, mom, hey, dad." Jenny said quickly, seeing them on the way out. Running past her parents, she noticed Sam sitting on the bottom of the stairs, probably waiting to pick her up.

"Hey," she said to him "Izzy told you to pick me up?" he nodded and twirled the set of keys in his hands. They started running to his car.

The car sped fast until they had reached the destination: McDonalds.

Jennifer ran inside and took her place behind the counter.

"You made it!" Isabella said to her. Jenny nodded out of breath. Soon enough, Sam entered the building and took a seat at his normal seat, the bar stools.

He really only sat there because he wanted to talk to Izzy and Jenny the whole time while they worked.

The manager came in and put on a straight face, and his hands were behind his back. He leaned over to them, motioning 'Hello'

"Phew…" she said, letting out a thankful breath.

"So," Izzy started "Why are you late again?"

"Jack stole my apple." She answered, crossing her arms and sticking out her lip. The two girls laughed at the comment until a little girl came up to them.

"Can I have a cookie?" she girl asked.

"What kind of cookie?" Isabella asked.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………………."

The kid went on and on, until Jenny just got sick of it.

"Sweetie, we have chocolate chip and Oatmeal, there is only two kinds. It's not that hard to choose." She said through her teeth, trying not to go crazy from annoyance.

"Chocolate chip." The little girl smiled and handed Jenny a 5 dollar bill. Jenny gave the cookie to her.

"Here's your change." She handed back the 3 dollars and the girl skipped off to her mother.

Jenny rolled her eyes. "When is your party? Saturday or Sunday?" She asked Izzy.

"Saturday. Sunday just me, you, and Sammy are going to the movies." She smiled. Izzy was turning 16, and Sam turned 16 almost a month later. Jennifer turned 16 in 2 more weeks.

"Hey!" a teenaged boy said, coming up to them. "What's going on?"

"Nothing, Henry." Izzy snapped at him. He looked offended, but then shrugged it off, turning to Jenny.

"What do you want?" she asked him, washing her hands. He raised his eyebrows at her, and then spun on a chair. "You know what I want."

"Get the frick out of here. Nobody wants you around." She finished and dried her hands with a dish towel, then came back and stood by Isabella.

"Fine. But just remember," he said "I know where you live."

He winked at her, and then spun once again. He got of the chair and went outside to find his football buddies.

"What a perve." Sam said. The girls rolled their eyes and turned to see him and his friends outside looking in at them.

The boy was Davis Henry, the school football jock. He had to hit on all girls in the school, especially Jennifer. He had a girlfriend, but she was quite stupid and was clueless that her boyfriend goes out with other women.

"You better watch out, Jen, it's almost time for the guys to ask out the girls for the spring dance." Izzy said to her.

Jenny sighed a worried sigh. Then perked up. "Wait! What about Claire, Davis's girlfriend?" she asked.

"Remember? Stupid enough to kiss a freakin' monkey." Izzy said, shaking the French fry griddle. (AN-I hope that's what it's called..)

"Yeah, but are you sure she won't be smart enough to remember the coolest dance of the year?" Jennifer asked, tipping her head back, waiting for a reply from her friend.

"I don't know. But I'm just saying, she forgot about last years dance, and the year before that…….." she continued.

"I get it, Iz!" She put her fingers in her eyes and ran them down her face. "What am I going to do?"

"Get a date before he asks you." Isabella said "It's just that simple."

"You're soo right." Jenny said, sighing with relief. She smiled, that is until Davis came in again, walking once again towered her.

"Hey, Jennifer?" he asked, sitting down at the spinning chair. He set his hands down, folded on the counter. "You want this" he said, pointing at himself "for the dance next Friday?"

Jenny looked at her friends, who were pretending to do other things. Sam was playing with a straw wrapper, and Isabella was tying her shoelaces.

"No thank you Davis. I already have a date." She said simply, crossing her arms over her chest. He rolled his eyes.

"Who then?" He asked.

"Chuck Lunen." She said, choosing a boy from the grade above. She half smiled, but she bit her lip at the same time.

"You chose Lunen, over me?"

"Yeah, and besides, you have a freakin' Girlfriend!" she cocked her head, and clicked her tongue at the same time.

Her phone went off, the deadly ring was heard.

"It's dad." She said. She slid her phone open and clicked the green phone button and placed it up to her ear. "What dad?"

"Oh, crap. Not again." She said into the phone. She let out a breath. "I'll be right there." The phone went off.

"What happened this time?" Sam asked, eating a sandwich that Izzy just gave to him.

"Mom got drunk and passed out, again." She ran to the door, but not before handing her outfit and telling Izzy to cover for her. She nodded.

"So, Izzy, how 'bout it?" Davis asked, moving his eye brows up and down. The girl rolled her eyes.

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What do you think? Remember, I've never really written a Scrubs fic before. Don't be too harsh. K?

Flamers, just so you know, your reviews just make me laugh. HAHA!

So, the whole Jordan part about her passing out cause she got drunk. Now, that was in character! =)

So, review!

-Nikki