I know I said weekly but I couldn't sleep and I felt a little excited about this story, + greys is great at the moment. I should really start proof reading my stories before posting them. I changed some names because I'm terrible at remembering. And to the the guest who wrote about the bone comment last chapter it was partly an exaggeration and partly the fact I only knew that there was a 6 in the number.
PILOT
"The football game after party will be the best of the year! I'm telling you Derek, if we lose everyone will still be celebrating. I mean, there is a buffet table' Alex said dragging out the last sentence. There is always an after game party and we all go, always. Reed Adams was throwing this weeks one in her 3 story mansion. Alex was the only one that seemed to be excited although Owen boasted about how many girls that would be getting laid at this party. Reed was as stuck up as they can get, I'm surprised all of our 'gang' was invited, she didn't seem to be as friendly with the girls as she was with the boys.
"Dude, your excited about a buffet table?, you sound like my grandad when he goes to the bingo," Jackson chimed in, he was using his usual 'shut up Karev' voice. He was avoiding my eye contact which must be hard considering I'm sat right across the table from him. I can see him get tense under my stare, I'm trying to get his attention by staring and I'm failing. He's been avoiding me all week, Jackson's not a talker or a emotional guy so he's either avoiding me because he realises I'm more than a little physcotic or something is emotionally bothering him. I'm gonna go with number two.
"I wish I sounded like your grandfather, Mr. Harper Avery' Karev replies, whilst saying his name in as poshest accent he can do which causes a few giggles on the table. And he tenses up again. Family. I should of known, I'm clearly not as good as a girlfriend as I thought if I couldn't detect the face and the attitude he always has during tough family situations. Now I feel worse.
"She has a keg! So obviously I'm in" Mark says with his 'obviously' tone, and Meredith replies with something about being a good faithful boyfriend but I'm not listening because I'm focusing on mine. "Do you wanna go get food after school? Papa Johns" I say in a sing song voice, I'm not expecting him to agree because whatever's getting to him is turning him into the new Cristina Yang but sadder and more heartbreaking. "Uh, sure," he replies uneasily yet kind of enthusiastically before leaving the table with Derek, Karev, Mark and Owen.
All Jackson seems to be letting off lately is mixed signals, if this whole situation is to do with his family I better not start calling him names before I feel bad about it.
Jo was praying the school day wasn't going to end, she was determined to make this school week drag, she didn't know exactly how she was going to control the time but she was. But as always, time was against her as was everyone else. She hated her philosophy class the only class that her parents had to make her sign up for 'because they teach you about important stuff' they say as they pretend that they know but they obviously don't but it was the only interest they took in a long time so she accepted it and the class had to be her worst. Ever.
She was struggling and all other students seemed to do was mock her when her answer was wrong which was most of the time. She asked for extra tutoring but she was pretty good at memorising information for tests which meant her scores were high which meant she could not get a free tutor funded by the school and none of her peers seemed to care enough to offer, she could pay but her parents would tell her to stop being silly.
She didn't expect her classmates help, she knew none of their names which was her one fault, having such a tight knit group of friends meant she didn't feel the need to socialise with others in her classes which was terrible when you needed help from someone who understand the pressure you are feeling in school. 2 minutes. Until she has to leave school and catch that bus home. She dreaded the days April and Alex were busy and practice wasn't on because she had those extra few hours in that hell her family call home.
Home. Sounds safe, welcoming and warm. That's why she never calls it her home, 'my parents house' was always how she described it, as if she wasn't a part of it, she didn't live there she just visited. She never felt like her parents daughter, her brothers got all the attention and the love. Maybe she had always been abit dramatic and maybe her being paranoid about the situation increased when she hit puberty but although the maybe's and the possibility's sounded realistic they never shook the feeling she had of being unwanted.
She was the daughter of an ex football star and football's biggest fan, her family literally revolved around the idea of being the next big sporting star it didn't matter which sport as long as it was not golf and you still had an undying love for football, Jo was neither a player or a fan. She was going to be a world renowned surgeon, winner of the top 5 most prestigious awards and loving mother and wife. Yes, her ambitions were not only completely out of reach at the moment but they were also stupidly cringe worthy.
Jo entered her home after the long bus ride from school to home, she quietly went into the kitchen for a snack, "No!, look I ordered them for a specific reason I expect to get them..." Her mom screamed down the phone. Her mother was a buyer for local boutiques, which is the exact opposite of what you would expect her to do, she was a total tomboy and she absolutely hated fashion although she did stay on top of it and it would only make sense if she hated her job. Which she did. But the money was good, great even. "No, no ,no! I don't care about some special offer on the smaller and uglier one, get me the one I want!" She hung up letting out an angry exaggerated sigh. "Hi" Jo said sweetly whilst taking a bag of chips from the cupboard, "Not now!" Her mother said sternly before storming out of the room and into her office. Jo was left feeling confused, as always. '
Mmmm Hawaiian pizza, your favourite' I hate Hawaiian pizza, so I was bargaining with him, "shall we get that, share?" I offered. I've been the only one keeping the conversation going since we got in his car and left school, I'm terrible at it Jackson already knows I'm a rambling mess but when he doesn't reply I'm an awkward rambling mess.
He grunts a quick 'yeh' to reply like he's been doing all night, I'm bored of his monosyllabic replies and right now I'm bored of him. "What's the deal?" I ask trying to sound cool and caring at the same time, Jackson's a sweet and caring and funny guy and this is not him. "It's nothing for you to worry about, ok? Look, I'm fine I've just been a little stressed lately. You know, family pressure", there was more, I know him and I know there was more to it. I crossed my arms over my chest and gave him the best 'really?' look that I could, I'm not good with the bad ass thing. He put his head down, ignoring my stare once again.
This is about more than his family, this has something to do with me and now I'm not letting that lame excuse go, "yeah right? I'm not stupid Jackson. If you don't tell me then I'll leave because right now I'd rather be spending my time with my sisters rather than you." I threaten him and his head shoots up but he still has that look on his face, like I'm stupid. This is like a completely different person. "I told you! I'm stressed, you should know how I feel, you go on about it enough. We've been here April but the roles were just reversed." He almost shouts, why would he bring that up again? I knew he hadn't forgave me.
"Are you still annoyed about that? How many times do I have to apologise? I was having a hard time. If you don't want to tell me, fine but I'm not going to sit here and be attacked by you!" I go to get up but the waitress is here with are drinks and Jackson looks at me, confused. I want to sit back down because drinks are prepaid and I hate wasting money. Hate it.
"April..." He pauses and what do I do, ignore him? Or answer?, "I told them I don't want to be a surgeon. My family that is, and now I'm telling you which is was even more nervous to do which is crazy because my family are the Avery's." He pauses and I sit there stunned. This is something we've always talked about, high school, college and Seattle Grace Hospital. I don't know what to say, I don't know if I should say something.
"I don't want to be a surgeon" he says with a deep breath and he let's go of like he's just been on a run around New York.
Kind of a cliff hanger, I guess? Anyway, thanks for the nice reviews! I love hearing all your opinions so feel free to share about story lines etc. Next chapter will focus on Mark and Lexie aswell as Japril. I write these on my phone, I'm sorry if there shot but to me they are kind of big aha. Thanks again and review!
