Aurora Holt

Chapter 2

Walking through the entrance to the hospital behind the group of five I see a woman with black curly hair turn around and just stare at me before she looks around. Weird I thought.

A black man with a mustache and graying hair greets us and tells us to follow him while he shows us around the hospital. His slightly deep voice is echoing around the room.

We all follow him into a OR room where he starts speaking again. "Each of you comes here today hopeful. Wanting in on the game. A month ago, you were in med school being taught by doctors. Today, you are the doctors." This is really happening, wow. "The seven years you will spend here as a surgical resident will be the best, and the worst of your life. Yeah... That's really welcoming. "You will be pushed to the breaking point time and time again. Look around you, say hello to your competition." He gestures to the other people around the room, and I take a moment to look at everyone. The woman who sticks out to me the most is tall with bright blonde hair and brown eyes. She looks like a model...

Shaking my head I look around again seeing a woman who looks bright but at the same time dark and gloomy? That doesn't make any sense. The Chief starts talking again, and my attention is drawn to him instead.

"Eight of you will switch to an easier specialty. Five of you will crack under the pressure, and two of you will be asked to leave." Do they really count and tally it up? I giggle quietly at that thought but cover it up with a cough as if clearing my throat. Now is not an appropriate time to laugh. "This is your starting line. Your arena. How well you play? Well, that is up to you."

The Chief finishes his speech and everyone starts to look around for a bit but yet no one speaks.

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The Bold is Aurora speaking. Italics is what she is thinking.

I put my stethoscope around my neck.

So far, I've introduced myself to Cristina Yang, Meredith Grey, and George O'Malley. They seem okay.

"Only 7 out of all 21 of us are women. Can you believe that?" I hear Merideth speak. Just as I'm about to respond, Yang beat me to it by saying, "Yeah, and I hear one is a model." "No way? I think I know who it is." "Really?" "Yeah, pretty sure it's tall blonde barbie over there." I point to stevens. Yang nods "Honestly that makes sense..."

Someone comes into the intern locker room and starts to call out names and 5 interns follow him. I wonder if that's their resident.

"Hey, who were you assigned too?" "I got bailey" "The Nazi? Yeah, me too" I hear Meredith and Cristina respond.

"You got the Nazi? So did I." "You're George, right?" "Yeah, Aurora, right?" "Yeah, oh and I also have Bailey, or I guess the Nazi" Why do they call her the Nazi? Maybe I'll find out...

I listen as George introduces himself to Merideth and recites what she was wearing at the mixer exactly.

"Now you think I'm gay..."

I let out a laugh when George said that and immediately apologized.

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"O'Malley, Grey, Yang, Stevens, Holt"

Walking out into the hallway after Yang she asks the man for Bailey, and he points down the hall.

Being behind everyone I cannot see why they stopped walking, but I hear Cristina say, "That's the Nazi?!" I push through the others to see a short black lady who looks like she can be sweet, but she has a stern expression on her face. "Well, I don't doubt it. I once had a neighbor, an old lady, like 4 '11, the meanest old woman I've ever met."