Enough is enough
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Chapter 2: Toi, toi, toi; Break a leg!
Hartford Memorial
Rory runs into the hospital locker room. She sees that almost everybody has already changed into their working outfit. She walks over to Paris, opens the locker next to her and starts changing immediately.
'Have I missed anything?' She asks Paris, while she is putting her hair in a ponytail.
'No, nothing important! You are very lucky. Apparently we are waiting for the big boss, Henry McGuire, to give us as an introduction, but he is running late. If you ask me, not a good sign. What kind of man can run a successful business if he himself gives us a bad example on punctuality?' Paris rants without taking a breath.
'Oh, thank god! What about the other interns? Are they nice?' Rory asked while rummaging through her locker.
Paris just shrugs her shoulders. 'I heard someone talking about that blonde girl over there being some kind of model, but I can't tell you more about that, because I stopped listening. There is this one guy, who just keeps talking to me, although I don't know why. I think his name is Benjamin or something. I guess you would find him nice. I just think he's annoying.' She says with distaste.
Right then a very nervous boy walks up to them and Paris immediately walks away. 'Hi, you must be Paris's friend! My name is Ben.' He says cheerily holding out his hand.
Rory buttons up her last button and takes his hand in greeting. 'Hi Ben, it is nice to meet you. My name is Rory Gilmore. How did you know I was Paris's friend?' She said kindly.
'When I introduced myself to her and asked her if she was excited, she asked me why I was talking to her. So I told her that I didn't know anybody and that it would be nice to make a friend. Then she told me to look for another friend. That she already had a friend here and that everybody else was the enemy, trying to steal away the good surgeries.' He rambled.
Rory laughs. 'That sounds like Paris alright, but don't worry about it, she'll turn around.'
A nurse walks into the locker room. 'Can I have all of your attention? Doctor McGuire has just arrived and expects you all to meet him in front of his office within 30 seconds.'
This was the signal everybody was waiting for and so they got up and started heading for the door, following the dust trail Paris left behind when she sprinted away to be the first.
Rory closes her locker and follows the rest, together with Ben.
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Henry McGuire turned out to be an impressive man. After he gave them a very scary speech on how tough the program was and how many wouldn't survive, he gave them the grand tour and explained to them what their job would look like.
At the end of the tour they came to a halt at the nurse's desk. 'Okay, this concludes our tour. Nurse Meyers will assign you to your groups. Each group will be appointed to one of the residents, whom you will follow and obey at all times. Good luck to you all!' And with that Henry McGuire walks away.
'Hi everybody, my name is Amanda Meyers.' The nurse says, giving them all a reassuring smile. 'First I will call the resident's name and then I will call the interns' names that will be appointed to this resident.' She looks up at the interns faces and sees that they are all very anxious.
'Okay, here it goes. Group 1. Resident Lisa Greenfield! Interns: Benjamin Burns, Paris Gellar, Lorelai Gilmore, Elisabeth Haywood, Annabel Roberts, Giovanni Vecchio and Mark Winchester. Group 1! Please stand over there. Group 2. Resident Michael Lahey. Interns …..' Nurse Meyers continued calling out each group.
The interns of group 1 walked to the spot that that nurse Meyers had indicated.
'Isn't this great, Rory? They put us all in the same group.' Ben says with a big smile on his face.
Rory smiles back at him. 'It sure is!'
'Yeah, just super duper.' Paris responds sarcastically. 'Okay everybody listen up. My name is Paris Gellar and I AM going to be a brain surgeon, so don't get in my way.' Paris gives them all an intimidating look. 'However, our appointed resident is Lisa Greenfield, also known as the Pitbull, and she will be very tough on us. So I guess we should stick together to form a front. Just don't expect me to be your friend.' Paris finishes her little speech.
'Don't worry, Paris, I will not be needing your friendship, since I am also planning on being a brain surgeon. So you better not get in MY way.' The pretty, long-legged, big boobed, blonde says in a challenging manner. 'But I do agree with you that we should stick together. So, hi everyone my name is Elisabeth Haywood, but you can all call me Lizzie.' She said giving them a warm smile.
'Okay Lizzie. I'll make sure to stay out of your way, unless of course, you want me to be in your way.' The handsome Italian guy says, while winking at Lizzie, who in her turn starts rolling her eyes. 'My name is Giovanni Vecchio, so all you pretty girls better don't forget it.' He said with a smirk.
'Hi, I'm Annabel Roberts and I want to be a heart surgeon.' A snobbish dark haired girl says. It was very obvious that she was from society. She would be someone that normally would be described as pretty, if her eyes weren't so cold and hard.
'Hi, I'm Benjamin Burns, but everybody calls me Ben. And I'm not sure what kind of surgeon I want to be. I'm just happy I made it this far.' Ben finishes with a soft voice.
'Hi, I'm Mark Winchester. I would like to be a neurosurgeon.' Mark is a nice, rough looking, dark haired guy, who has this reserved and serious appearance.
'Hi everyone, I'm Lorelai Gilmore, but I go by the name Rory.' Rory finishes with a smile.
'Okay, that's enough talking for today. Are you group 1?' A dark woman with a loud voice asks them, while walking up to them. When someone nods yes, she continues. 'My name is Lisa Greenfield and I will be your resident. If you will all follow me, I will explain to you my ground rules and show you your first tasks.' She began to walk away from the group, not looking back to see if anyone was following.
Everybody starts following her. Paris walks next to Rory and whispers: 'This is just great. Not only are we in the Pitbull's group, but now we also have to deal with doctor model, doctor Italian macho, doctor snob and doctor pathetic. You and Mark are the only sane looking people to me.'
Lisa Greenfield turns around. 'Rule number one. No tea parties in the back!'
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Dragonfly Inn, Stars Hollow
April walks up to the Dragonfly Inn. School is out early and she is wants to go horse riding. When she gets inside, she walks up to Michel.
'Hi Michel. I'm looking for Lorelai, is she here?' April asks him nicely.
'Do you see her here?' Michel responds (without looking up) in his sarcastic French accent.
'No, that is why I walked over here and asked you.' April counters.
'Does it look like I'm keeping tags on her?' Michel answers back, still without looking at her.
'It would appear to me that it is part of your job description to know how to reach your boss at any time in case of an emergency or in case someone needs to get in contact. Now I need to talk to Lorelai, could you tell me where she is?' She says with a completely straight face.
Michel finally looks at her. 'Fine! She is in her office. No go away and stop bugging me.' Michel responds and he continues with his work.
April walks over to Lorelai's office and knocks on her door. 'Hi Lorelai!'
Lorelai looks up surprised. 'Hi April! What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in school?'
'Some of the teachers are sick, so we got the afternoon off. Since I've got no homework to do, I was wondering if we could go horse riding this afternoon.' April asks hopefully.
Since April lived with them, the two of them had gone out riding a couple of times.
'Oh, I'm sorry April. I'm totally swamped in paperwork today, which I have to finish and get to my accountant before the end of the day.' She says apologetically.
'Oh, okay. I better let you get back to work then.' April replies.
Lorelai looks at her disappointed face. 'You know what. I need a break. Let get some coffee. Luke isn't here to bug us about it.' She says smiling, trying to cheer her up.
They were just walking back into the lobby, when Lorelai sees one of her guests standing there in riding clothes.
'Hi Hanna, are you and Victor going out riding?' Lorelai asks her and immediately regrets her question, when she sees April's face fall.'
'Well hi there, Lorelai. Yes I am. It is such a beautiful day. It is too bad though that Victor can't make it, so it is just going to be me.'
This gives Lorelai a great idea. 'If you would like some company, maybe April here can join you? I was supposed to join her, but I am to busy today.'
'That sounds fantastic! That is if April doesn't mind tagging along with an old lady.' Hanna says, while smiling at April.
April now also has a big smile on her face. 'I would like that very much and I don't think you are old.'
'Great! Then that's settled. Now remember Luke's rules April; no jumping or galloping.' Lorelai says.
'I won't, don't worry!' April says, while running of to get Cletus.
'That is one good kid you've got there.' Hanna says to Lorelai.
'I know. She is as good and obedient as Rory used to be.' Lorelai says smiling.
'Well I better get after her, before she decides to be a regular kid and goes on without me.' Hanna replies jokingly. 'See you later Lorelai.'
'Have fun!' Lorelai yells back and turns around to get back to her paperwork.
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Hartford Memorial
Paris and Rory have been running around the whole day before they finally find some time to get something to eat. Ben, Lizzie and Giovanni are joining them.
'Wow, I've never seen someone who is so small eat so much.' Lizzie says, while noticing Rory's eating habits.
'Then you've never seen my mother eat. What can I say; we Gilmore girls have a high metabolism.' Rory replies.
'Does that mean you no longer have a hangover?' Paris asks Rory, giving her a knowing look.
'Yup!' Rory says with some food still left in her mouth. 'I'm a bit surprised really, cause normally I normally don't do so well with that much alcohol!'
'That's probably because of all the exercise you got afterwards.' Paris counters, making Rory turn bright red.
'Wow Gilmore! You got some action last night? And here I was, thinking Lizzie would be the party animal of the group. Guess I was wrong.' Giovanni says with a cocky grin on his face.
'Oh, just shut up.' Lizzie says to Giovanni and turns to Rory. 'So tell me, who was he and was he any good? When are you seeing him again?' She asks with an anxious face.
'I'm not going to tell you that. Besides, it doesn't matter anyway, cause it won't happen again. I don't have time for that, so I sent him away without exchanging phone numbers.' Rory says with a sigh.
'Yeah right, like something like that will keep Tristan away.' Paris responds with a loud snort.
'Get your asses back in here.' Lisa Greenfield yells from the door. 'There has been a big accident and three ambulances will be arriving any minute now!' She pauses to see the shocked look on the interns faces. She just shakes her head before bellowing, 'MOVE!' before running back to the ER.
Everybody jumps up and runs after Greenfield. As soon as the interns are within earshot, she begins to yell out orders.
'Burns and Haywood go help with the first ambulance. Gellar and Vecchio you take the second one and Roberts and Winchester take the last one.' Greenfield yells at them.
Everybody runs away to get to their ambulance, leaving Rory behind.
'What can I do to help?' Rory asks Greenfield, who is already busy with a patient.
'You can go assist doctor Dugrey over there.' Greenfield says, while pointing to the corner.
'Okay!' Rory says and turns around. After taking a few steps she realizes what Greenfield had just said.. '…assist doctor Dugrey… no it couldn't be!' Rory thinks to herself, but when she looks up she is met with the surprised eyes of one Tristan Dugrey.
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A/N: Okay, here is another chapter for you all. I hope you enjoyed it. If so, don't be shy and review please. I have to warn you though. Next week I'll be going on a short holiday trip to Denmark, so the next update will take a little while longer.
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