I'd like to again thank everyone for reading and reviewing. I really, really appreciate it, especially when people give me feedback. I have a pretty good idea of where I want the story to go, but reviews will make the creative process a lot easier. This may be the last update this week because I am going to Washington D.C. this weekend for a totally awesome rally! The earliest I'll have anything up is Sunday evening, unless I get enough reviews. In which case, I'll post the already written Chapter 5 during the day on Friday.

Thank you and as always thanks for reading- Jen.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Grey's Anatomy or the lyrics to this chapter's song.

Chapter 4- Ain't That a Kick in the Head?

Tell me quick,
ain't that a kick in the head?

There were only going to be three female interns that year, in a class of twelve. Seattle Grace's reputation allowed it to select only the best of the best. Hannah Klein, one of those three, stood near the corner with a soda in her hand. She hadn't known what to wear to a cocktail party hosted by her future workplace. She had worn a dressy pair of shorts and a longer button-down shirt belted in the middle. Hannah had model looks; long tanned legs and long blonde hair which had fit in perfectly in Santa Monica and Los Angeles, but among these other doctors looked alien. She was hoping that the other two female interns were not the bitchy kind. Though she was friendly, most women decided to hate her before they knew her.

Almost as if they were summoned two more women entered the room. The one was average height and build with dirty blonde hair. She was wearing an athletic looking but still nice dress. Her companion was shorter but lean with sunny red hair, wearing a blue vintage looking dress that could be considered too tight. The blonde walked towards the opposite wall, but the redhead walked towards her. She smiled and introduced herself, "Hi, I'm Melanie Cassidy."

Hannah smiled back when she saw that there was no malice in the sea green eyes "Hannah Klein. It's nice to meet one of the two other women in the program."

"It's nice to meet you too. Where are you from?" Melanie asked hoping it would be from out of the area, increasing the likelihood of her needing a place.

"Santa Monica; I actually went to UCLA though." Hannah replied. "You?"

"Originally Iowa, then I moved out here to Seattle but I went to Cornell and UB. I've been all over." Melanie replied lightly.

"I just moved up here. I'm still looking for a place. The nice places are too expensive for me to afford on my own and the places I can afford are in the worse neighborhoods." Hannah replied.

Melanie tried not to let her eyes open up too wide. "I know exactly what you mean. My dad actually found me and my roommate Erin a townhouse and it was a lot more than we wanted to spend. We are actually looking for another roommate if you're interested."

"I only want to spend $800 a month though," Hannah said nervously.

"How does $500 a month sound," Melanie smiled.

"Perfect, but I should probably meet Erin first," Hannah responded.

Mel sighed and chuckled, "She'll probably want to meet you before I can tell you that you can move in anyway. She has these priorities, like not living with a serial killer." Hannah giggled at the sarcasm as Melanie texted Erin a quick message and almost at once a she joined the group.

"I'm Erin Meyer," Erin said taking in her potential roommate.

"Hannah Klein," the blonde responded. "Melanie told me you guys need another roommate and I need a place to live."

"Can you clean or cook?" Erin asked. She was unsure about Barbie, but would be willing to give her a fair chance.

Hannah grinned, "I'm kind of a compulsive cleaner and I bake really great muffins."

"She'll do great," Erin said as a loud aside to Melanie. "When do you want to move in?"

"How about after the first shift? I just have a few things." Hannah answered. "Where are you from Erin?"

"Buffalo, New York. I went to UB for eight years, so when it was time to do my internship I just wanted to go far, far away." Erin replied. Hannah was beginning to notice her roommate's elongated vowels.

"I'm going to get a drink; do either of you guys want anything?" Melanie asked.

"I'm fine," Hannah replied, taking a sip of her soda.

"Just grab me a pop," replied Erin. "I'm not drinking tonight."

"Okay," Melanie said as she turned towards the bar. She was going to take the other girls' lead, no need to get carried away like she was wont to do. She put in her and Erin's orders and stood by waiting for the bartender. For a short moment she thought of the day ahead of her tomorrow.

"Melanie?" asked a male voice from behind her, interrupting those thoughts. "It's me, Clark." Melanie froze. "Clark Lee." Melanie turned around. It was indeed her ex-boyfriend from high school and college and her first year and a half of medical school.

Melanie smiled one of her fake smiles, but her eyes had darkened. "It's so great to see you."

"You don't have to look so happy about it Mel." Clark said sarcastically. "Of course you got into the program," he continued bitterly.

Melanie dropped the pretenses and her eyes took on an almost feline expression, "I don't have time for this Clark. In fact I have to go." The bartender had just set the drinks on the bar. Not batting another eyelash, she turned and walked away.

He just watched her. It had been over two, nearly three, years since she had left him. He had been angry at her for most of that time, but seeing her again had refreshed his memory. Why did he have to ruin it with the bitterness that had been long gone? He would see her again soon. The hospital and the surgical wing in particular weren't so large that she could avoid him forever.

Melanie didn't share that opinion. She would do her best to avoid him starting now. She gave Erin her drink and quickly swallowed hers. "He's here, Eir. Clark is here. He got into the program and apparently he still hates me."

"Who?" Hannah asked.

Erin filled her in quickly, "Clark Lee. He was Mel's boyfriend for about seven years."

"Eight," corrected Melanie. "Then I left him when I transferred to UB. We had issues." What those issues were she wasn't about to tell Hannah yet.

"It's a small world isn't it?" Hannah replied ironically.

"Too small," Melanie answered. "I'm going to go across the street. There's a bar called Joe's. Pick me up when you're ready to leave or I'll grab a cab and text you."

"Ok," Erin answered to Melanie's back.

Hannah leaned towards Erin's ear. "Is she always like that?" Melanie's mood had changed so quickly.

Erin thought quickly for the most diplomatic answer. "No, she just really wasn't expecting to see him," letting the thought normally she doesn't stay that calm. "It's a long story."

"I'm sure she'll tell me sometime if she wants to," Hannah said. "So what specialty are you going into?" she asked, changing the subject.

"Neonatal," Erin answered. "You?"

"I'm not sure yet, maybe neuro but for now I'm just general." Hannah responded. She could tell that she was going to like Erin, but she still wasn't sure about Melanie. Somehow Hannah suspected that Melanie's mood swings were going to have quite a bit of drama.