All Grown Up-Chapter 3
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-ELLA-
Ella pulled into the County General parking lot and turned off her car. She walked around the
side of the building and entered through the ambulance bay.
"Hey Frank."
The elderly desk clerk looked up and smiled.
"Hello Ella, how are you today?" he asked.
"Great thanks, have you seen Rachel?"
"Try Exam 3, if not there, the lounge probably," he said.
"Thanks."
Ella headed off in search of her sister. Exam 3 was empty and so was the lounge. Puzzled, Ella
headed back to the desk. Chuny and Randi were there, poring over the lastest issue of Cosmo.
"Hey guys," she said.
"Hey El!" said Randi with a smile. "What's up girl?"
"Nothing much," said Ella. "You guys seen Rachel? We're meeting for lunch."
"Yeah, I just saw her. She's in the drug-lockup looking for something, and she's annoyed," said
Chuny. "I think Weaver was on her ass about something."
"Ouch, okay, I'll keep looking. Bye!"
"Later El."
Ella headed for the drup lock-up, and there was Rachel, banging drawers and cursing under her
breath.
"Hey Rach!" Ella said happily. Rachel screeched and dropped the bottle she was holding. Its
contents went everywhere.
"Ella! You scared me!" said Rachel. She bent down and began to sweep up the mess. Ella bent
down to help her sister.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to. What's wrong? Chuny said you were in a bad mood."
"Oh, it's just Dr. Weaver, she was all pissed off because the med students sat in chairs all
day yesterday. I mean, I know this is a teaching hospital but 5 MVAs and 3 gunshot wounds in a
matter of an hour and a half makes it kind of hard to save lives and teach med students at the
same time."
"Ouch, sounds nasty, I hope she's gone by the time I get here."
"Please, I don't think the wicked witch will EVER leave."
Ella laughed. Rachel was always able to make her do that.
"So are we ready for lunch?" asked Ella. "I'm starving."
"Sure, let's go."
* * *
Ten minutes later, Rachel and Ella were sitting in a booth at Doc Magoo's. Rachel looked
exhausted.
"I need a vacation," she said. "No work, no kids, no nothing. Just me, Robert, the Carribean and
two piƱa coladas."
"That sounds nice right about now. I hate winter in Chicago, it's wet and depressing. Plus, it
was supposed to be over 3 weeks ago!! Winter is so much prettier in places like Massachusetts and
Vermont. I don't know how Robert and Ryan can be going to the lake for the weekend."
"Yeah, I know. Love of nature, I guess. February vacation is coming up soon, I was hoping the
kids would find somewhere to spend the week, but I don't think that's going to happen."
"Well, I'm off that week too, so if you need to just get away for the day, I'll be around to
watch Nadine."
"Oh, that would be awesome. Mental health day at the spa!" exclaimed Rachel. A sudden chirping
noise made them both jump. It was Rachel's pager.
"Oh my God, don't even start with me," Rachel groaned. "If this is Weaver, I swear I will kill
her." Rachel looked down at the LCD screen and noticed that it wasn't work. The number was
553-9126. Not familiar. Then she remebered. That was the number for Evergreen Middle School,
Ryan's school.
"Oh great, what did he do now?" Rachel muttered, as she took out her cell phone.
"Who?" asked Ella, as she slurped her chocolate shake and munched on french fries.
"Ryan. His school just paged me. That kid drives me insane."
The phone rang three times before someone picked up.
"Good afternoon, Evergreen Middle School."
"Hi, this is Rachel Foresteire, Ryan Foresteire's mom, I just got paged by you?"
"Oh yes, I'll transfer you to the principal's office."
"Principal Kenyon speaking," a deep voice answered.
"Hi, this is Rachel Foresteire, Ryan Foresteire's mom, I got your page, is something wrong?"
"Well yes, I'm afraid there is. One of our teacher's caught your son smoking in the bathroom, and
we are placing him on three day suspesion. Could you come and pick him up?"
Rachel closed her eyes and groaned. She did NOT need this right now. "Yes, I'll be there in
twenty minutes," she said with a sigh. She snapped her cell phone shut.
"What's wrong?" asked Ella with concern.
"A teacher caught Ryan smoking in the bathroom. After everything I've told him about what I went
through when I was his age. After I said over and over again how horrible it was. He makes me so
angry sometimes. Well, I have to go, I'm sorry this had to be cut short, El."
"That's okay, I understand. Duty calls," she said with a grin. "Call me tonight, okay, we'll
chat."
"Okay, I will, bye!" said Rachel as she headed back to the ER to make sure someone could cover
for her. When she pulled up in front of the school, she sighed and braced herself for what was
coming.
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That's Chapter 3! Hope this isn't too corny. Also, I'm sorry about the last name thing with
Rachel, I forgot to write it in Chapter 1. Also, I know the second chapter says six weeks before
the end of Ella's freshman year, so let's just say Chicago had a long winter! Chapters 4 and 5
will be better. A big secret revealed in Chapter 5! Please r/r!! Thanks!
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-ELLA-
Ella pulled into the County General parking lot and turned off her car. She walked around the
side of the building and entered through the ambulance bay.
"Hey Frank."
The elderly desk clerk looked up and smiled.
"Hello Ella, how are you today?" he asked.
"Great thanks, have you seen Rachel?"
"Try Exam 3, if not there, the lounge probably," he said.
"Thanks."
Ella headed off in search of her sister. Exam 3 was empty and so was the lounge. Puzzled, Ella
headed back to the desk. Chuny and Randi were there, poring over the lastest issue of Cosmo.
"Hey guys," she said.
"Hey El!" said Randi with a smile. "What's up girl?"
"Nothing much," said Ella. "You guys seen Rachel? We're meeting for lunch."
"Yeah, I just saw her. She's in the drug-lockup looking for something, and she's annoyed," said
Chuny. "I think Weaver was on her ass about something."
"Ouch, okay, I'll keep looking. Bye!"
"Later El."
Ella headed for the drup lock-up, and there was Rachel, banging drawers and cursing under her
breath.
"Hey Rach!" Ella said happily. Rachel screeched and dropped the bottle she was holding. Its
contents went everywhere.
"Ella! You scared me!" said Rachel. She bent down and began to sweep up the mess. Ella bent
down to help her sister.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to. What's wrong? Chuny said you were in a bad mood."
"Oh, it's just Dr. Weaver, she was all pissed off because the med students sat in chairs all
day yesterday. I mean, I know this is a teaching hospital but 5 MVAs and 3 gunshot wounds in a
matter of an hour and a half makes it kind of hard to save lives and teach med students at the
same time."
"Ouch, sounds nasty, I hope she's gone by the time I get here."
"Please, I don't think the wicked witch will EVER leave."
Ella laughed. Rachel was always able to make her do that.
"So are we ready for lunch?" asked Ella. "I'm starving."
"Sure, let's go."
* * *
Ten minutes later, Rachel and Ella were sitting in a booth at Doc Magoo's. Rachel looked
exhausted.
"I need a vacation," she said. "No work, no kids, no nothing. Just me, Robert, the Carribean and
two piƱa coladas."
"That sounds nice right about now. I hate winter in Chicago, it's wet and depressing. Plus, it
was supposed to be over 3 weeks ago!! Winter is so much prettier in places like Massachusetts and
Vermont. I don't know how Robert and Ryan can be going to the lake for the weekend."
"Yeah, I know. Love of nature, I guess. February vacation is coming up soon, I was hoping the
kids would find somewhere to spend the week, but I don't think that's going to happen."
"Well, I'm off that week too, so if you need to just get away for the day, I'll be around to
watch Nadine."
"Oh, that would be awesome. Mental health day at the spa!" exclaimed Rachel. A sudden chirping
noise made them both jump. It was Rachel's pager.
"Oh my God, don't even start with me," Rachel groaned. "If this is Weaver, I swear I will kill
her." Rachel looked down at the LCD screen and noticed that it wasn't work. The number was
553-9126. Not familiar. Then she remebered. That was the number for Evergreen Middle School,
Ryan's school.
"Oh great, what did he do now?" Rachel muttered, as she took out her cell phone.
"Who?" asked Ella, as she slurped her chocolate shake and munched on french fries.
"Ryan. His school just paged me. That kid drives me insane."
The phone rang three times before someone picked up.
"Good afternoon, Evergreen Middle School."
"Hi, this is Rachel Foresteire, Ryan Foresteire's mom, I just got paged by you?"
"Oh yes, I'll transfer you to the principal's office."
"Principal Kenyon speaking," a deep voice answered.
"Hi, this is Rachel Foresteire, Ryan Foresteire's mom, I got your page, is something wrong?"
"Well yes, I'm afraid there is. One of our teacher's caught your son smoking in the bathroom, and
we are placing him on three day suspesion. Could you come and pick him up?"
Rachel closed her eyes and groaned. She did NOT need this right now. "Yes, I'll be there in
twenty minutes," she said with a sigh. She snapped her cell phone shut.
"What's wrong?" asked Ella with concern.
"A teacher caught Ryan smoking in the bathroom. After everything I've told him about what I went
through when I was his age. After I said over and over again how horrible it was. He makes me so
angry sometimes. Well, I have to go, I'm sorry this had to be cut short, El."
"That's okay, I understand. Duty calls," she said with a grin. "Call me tonight, okay, we'll
chat."
"Okay, I will, bye!" said Rachel as she headed back to the ER to make sure someone could cover
for her. When she pulled up in front of the school, she sighed and braced herself for what was
coming.
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That's Chapter 3! Hope this isn't too corny. Also, I'm sorry about the last name thing with
Rachel, I forgot to write it in Chapter 1. Also, I know the second chapter says six weeks before
the end of Ella's freshman year, so let's just say Chicago had a long winter! Chapters 4 and 5
will be better. A big secret revealed in Chapter 5! Please r/r!! Thanks!
