A/N: I bet you thought this story was dead, or I was, but it's not. And neither am I. So here is an update for your viewing pleasure. And you know if you find some free time after you read this, and you're just sitting here wondering, what shall I do with all this time, might I suggest, you know, maybe giving a review. Only if you find the time though. Anyway read, and hopefully enjoy. Oh and if you find mistakes, don't be afraid to let me know, because I do like to fix my stories if something is off or I spelled something wrong, which I'm not going to lie, I do a lot.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, I've aksed Shonda several times to you know share the wealth, in letters and emails, but she either doesn't reply or I get rather rude replies telling me to leave her alone and seek some mental help. I do own Ella however, because I made her. Well, not made made, because you know I'm just a little too young to give birth to someone older than me. But I made her, you know, with my mind.
Ella sat under the sun, with her back to most of the people surrounding her, her feet propped up on the chair in front of her and her eyes and mind engrossed in the chart of her first surgery tomorrow. Her bright eyes focused intensely on each word, each syllable, and each punctuation. It was only the third time she had read over the chart, she wanted to be thorough, she wanted to answer every question that could be thrown at her. The sound of chatter caught her ears, but she pushed it out of her head, she thought she heard the voices mention the "new resident" but she once again choose to ignore them. She finished the chart and decided to concentrate on the food in front of her, she pulled her tray towards her, picked up her fork and began stabbing at the lettuce, she brought her fork to her mouth and glanced up to once again catch the green eyes of the infamous Dr. Shepherd, she had heard the nurses talking about him, she even heard them refer to him as Dr. McDreamy, it fit, at least better than hair man. They held their gazes for awhile, neither daring to look away. He began making his way towards her table, while still holding her eyes captive, a small smile began to creep across her face when a voice startled her. She whipped her head towards the noise and found a tall beautiful blonde staring down at her, a large glimmering white smile across her face.
"Hey!" She said for what Ella guessed to be the second time.
"Hi," Ella said glancing back towards where Dr. Shepherd was standing, he had stopped moving and he seemed to be frozen in place, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly opened. She gave him a curious look before turning her attention back towards the blonde.
She stuck her hand out enthusiastically and Ella took it cautiously.
"Izzie Stevens, surgical resident," she said with the same smile.
"Ella Riley, same," she said releasing her hand.
"Do you mind if I sit?" Izzie asked. Ella nodded and as Izzie set her tray down and took her seat she stole another glance to where Dr. Shepherd had once stood, only to find him gone.
"So where are you from?" Izzies voice tore through her thoughts.
"Oh um, Washington DC, Providence Hospital." Ella said as she tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear.
"Oh wow, it's so beautiful there, I spent a summer there once with one of my aunts. I absolutely loved it." Izzie said as she flashed a smile and a nod across the courtyard at a table full of what appeared to be other residents.
"Friends?" Ella asked as she recognized the dirty blonde from earlier that morning.
Izzie nodded with excitement, "Yeah, sorry they kind of sent me over here to investigate the new girl. Well actually, I volunteered because I knew if they sent anyone else, you would probably take the first flight home. Especially if Cristina would have come over, which was the original plan until I stopped her." Ella looked over towards the table again only for them all to snap their heads back and pretend to be in deep conversation. "Cristina is the dark curly haired girl, and next to her is Alex, he's an ass avoid him at all costs, and next to him is Meredith. There is usually one more but I have no idea where George is, he is only an intern but you know he's been our friend for some time so we look past that little fact." She said with a giggle. Ella nodded and smiled as a response and then suddenly found her salad completely enthralling.
"Well, I have to get back, but you're welcome to join us if you'd like?" Izzie said with only a little hesitation.
Ella glanced once more at the table then at the women sitting in front her, sure she was nice, but the rest of them seemed like the kind of people you had to get to know for them to actually regard you as someone they could like, and today she just wasn't up to kissing more ass.
"No," she said with a shake of her head,"I'm pretty much done anyway, and I need to get this chart back before someone realizes it's missing."
"Whose chart is it?" Izzie asked curiously.
"Emily Ax, she has a tumor on her temporal lobe, I'm scrubbing in tomorrow." Ella said as she began gathering all her things.
"Oh, so you will be with Dr. Shepherd, huh?" Izzie said casting Ella a weary glance.
"Um, actually I don't really know, Chief Webber just put me on the case, with another resident, Dr. Karev, I think." Ella said watching Izzies reaction.
"Ha." Izzie laughed out loud, "That's Alex, tomorrow should be fun for you."
"Thanks, I think." Ella said letting out a small laugh.
Izzie stood, grabbed her tray and began walking towards the table when she turned towards Ella once more, "Hey, if you don't have anything to do tonight when your off, we'll be at Joe's, the bar across the street, you're welcome to join us for some drinks."
Ella nodded thoughtfully and watched as Izzie made her way through the crowd and sat with her group of friends, they all leaned closer to Izzie as she started talking animatedly about what Ella guessed to be her. Alex's head craned over the rest of them as he stole a glance at her and then brought his head back down to discuss with the rest of the group.
It's just like High School, Ella thought to herself as she too stood and grabbed her tray making her way out of the courtyard skillfully avoiding the table of scrutinizing eyes, and of course I'm the new girl.
