The Slexie Love Story

My first day as a resident! -Lexie

         I've never met my sister before. I know that sounds weird but her mother left my dad when she was 5! I never got a chance to meet her. Soon after her mom left, my dad met my mom, Susan. Long story short, they had my sister, Molly, and then me! I ended up meeting her, she didn't like me very much but she warmed up! She's now one of the best people I know. Fast forward my intern year, I'm becoming a resident today! My alarm sounds, beeping into my ear. I turn off my alarm and get up to get dressed. I currently live in the attic because Mer's house is already full as it is. I grab my clothes and my robe and head to the shower downstairs. With no surprise, Alex is in there already.
"Alex, hurry up! I have rounds, your gonna make me late."

"Calm down, don't get your panties in a twist." -he yells with his toothbrush in his mouth.

He opens the door, letting me in. "Finally!!" I said with relief. I go in, take off my clothes and open the shower curtain. I turn on the water and get in. After I finished showering, Meredith barges in and automatically starts complaining about Derek.
"Meredith! Naked! Wet! Showering!" I yell, trying to cover my body since she decided to open the curtain. She looks me up and down and says, "Lexie. I need to vent. Be my vent. Derek wants to have kids! I mean I never really..." I completely dosed off and stopped listening. I just showered and then I bear the door close, I poke my head out and she's gone. She must've finished talking because I didn't Hera a word she said. I got out, got dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast. April was standing in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. "Good morning, early bird! I made French toast, bacon, and waffles! Get anything that you'd like," she says. I greet her and then have seat, and then I realized it was already 7:52 am.

"Oh crap! I'm late!" I yelled.
I grab a piece of toast, my keys and head to the door. I quickly drive to the hospital, once I arrive I'm running inside without realizing there was an incoming trauma. I'm running inside and the same time the rig was arriving. Everybody is running outside and pushing me out of the way. Some dumb intern bumped into me, I collapse to the floor, along with my purse. Everything falls out. I try to pick everything up as quickly as I can. People are still running past me. I don't blame everyone for not helping me. I mean, there's people dying! I keep picking stuff up when somebody approaches me.