When we got into the locker room I found my locker next to the door. That is good so now if I need to I can run out. I pulled on my scrubs and was tying my shoes when someone came up to me.
"Hey," the man said.
I stood up and looked at him. He looked like the kind of person that you see in bar. He was a little rough around the edges. I smirked.
"Hi," I said back finishing my shoes.
"I was wonder if you wanted to go out sometime," he asked me.
"Two things about that," I said. "First I do not even know your name. Second I do not think so."
"My name is Alex," he said. "Why not?"
"Hey Alex my name is Jordan," I said. "The reason that I said no was because I am into girls. So unless you can show me that you are a female then we are never going out."
He looked a little crazed with my answer. "A girl has never start out told me something like that before."
"Then let this be a listen to you," I said. "You should get to know the girl before you ask her out."
He nodded his head and went to hang with some guys. I went to my sisters locker.
"Why are you so beautiful," she asked me.
"What are you talking about," I asked her smirking.
"You were in the locker room for ten minutes and a guy already asked you out," she said.
I shrugged my shoulders.
"Grey, Grey, Stevens, O'Malley, Yang," a man said from the doorway, "Dr. Bailey is waiting for you at the nurses station."
I walked out followed by Meredith. As the group of us walked the one called Yang spoke.
"That's the Nazis," she said with shook in her voice.
"I thought that the Nazis would be bigger," Meredith said.
"I thought that the Nazis would be the Nazis," Yang said.
"Maybe they call her the Nazis because they are jealous of her," the one called Stevens said.
"Let me guess," Yang said, "you are the model."
I started to laugh. I did not know that there was a model in our class.
"Hi," Stevens said walking up to Dr. Bailey. "My name is Isobel Stevens but my friends call me Izzie."
Dr. Bailey just looked at her "I have five rules," she said. "Memorize them. Rule 1, Don't bother sucking up. I already hate you. That's not going to change. Trauma protocol, phone lists, pagers. Nurses will page you. You answer every page at a run. A run, that's rule 2. Your first shift starts now and last 48 hours. You're interns, grunts, nobodies, bottom of the surgical food chain. Run labs, write orders, work every second and night until you drop and don't complain. On call rooms, attendings hog them; sleep when you can, where you can. Which brings me to rule 3, if I'm sleeping don't wake me unless your patient is actually dying. Rule 4, the dying patient better not be dead when I get there. Not only would you have killed someone, you would have waked me for no good reason. Are we clear?
Meredith raised her hand. "That was 4 rules you said 5."
Bailey's pager went off. As it did she looked at us. "Rule 5, when I move, you move."
We ran after Bailey to the helicopter bay. When we got there the helicopter was landing as we rolled the gurney towards it.
"We have a 16 year old female," the man said. "She is having a seizure."
It took us a while but we got her in a room. When we did we started working to get her under control. When that was done Bailey lead us into the hall.
"Alright," she said looking at all of us. "Grey," she said pointing to Meredith, "you will take care of her. Yang and O'Malley will work in the pit. Stevens you will be doing anal exams."
"What about me," I asked her.
"The chief wants to speak with you," she said. "When you are done talking to him I want you to come and find me."
I walked to the elevator and got on. As it took to me to the floor where the chief was I was getting scared. What could he want with me? As the doors opened I moved down the hall to his office. I knocked and when he called for me to come in I went in.