˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ RECKLESS DRIVING ❝ don't wanna scrape you off the pavement, i can't be your savior, i don't wanna be here when you lose control ❞
【 in which madelyn gideon is about to start her intern year at seattle grace 】
( jackson avery x fem!o...
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chapter one a hard day's night ⎯⎯⎯⎯
Maddie stood around all the other interns as they listened to Chief Webber's introduction speech. "Each of you comes here today hopeful, wanting in on the game," Chief Webber said as Maddie looked behind her as a door opened, and a dirty blonde woman walked in, Maddie looked away from her and back at Chief Webber. "A month ago you were in med school being taught by doctors," he continued. "Today, you are the doctors." he said as he opened a door that led to an OR room and turned the lights on and let them all step in and they looked around in awe.
"The seven years you spend here as a surgical resident will be the best and worst of your life. You will be pushed to the breaking point." The Chief spoke. "Look around you. Say hello to your competition. Eight of you will switch to an easier specialty. Five of you will crack under the pressure. Two of you will be asked to leave." he continued. "This is your starting line. This is your arena. How well you play? That's up to you," he finished as Maddie looked around the room smiling.
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Maddie pulled her light-blue scrub shirt over her white-long sleeved shirt as someone called out names. "Okay, Martin, Robinson, Bond, Hawkins." a guy called out as Maddie then pulled her white lab coat on and her stethoscope around her neck. "Only six women out of twenty." the dirty blonde woman spoke as Maddie looked at her. "Yeah. I hear one of them's a model." A curly black haired woman spoke on Maddie right, making her look at her. "Seriously, that's gonna help with the respect thing?" she asked as she shoved boots into her locker.
"You're Cristina, right?" she asked her, before turning to Maddie. "And, Madelyn?" she asked and Maddie nodded. "Meredith? She asked and the girl nodded. "Patton, Monroe.. Come here." the guy called out again. "Which resident are you assigned to? I got Bailey" Cristina asked. "The Nazi? Me, too." Meredith spoke. "Same." Maddie said.
"You got the Nazi? So did I." Someone said, making them turn to see a short brunette man. "At least we'll be tortured together, right?" he asked. "I'm George O'Malley." he said, introducing himself as he shut his locker and walked over to the girls. "Uh, we met at the, uh, mixer." he said as he put the stethoscope around his neck. "You had on a black dress, with a slit up the side, strappy sandals and..." he trailed off as he spoke, looking towards Meredith before her, Cristina and Maddie shared a look of amusement.
"Now you think I'm gay." he added, "No, I'm not gay." he told them. "Uh-huh." Cristina hummed, not believing him before walking off. "It's... it's just that, uh, you were..." he kept trying to talk, to get him out of this situation. "You were very unforgettable." he said. "O'Malley, Yang, Grey, Gideon, Stevens." the guy called out, making Maddie and Meredith walk away from Geroge.
"Bailey?" They heard Cristina ask. "End of the hall." he answered before the three women walked off towards their Resident. "That's the Nazi?" Cristina asked, looking at a short woman. "I thought the Nazi would be a guy." George said. "I thought the Nazi would be a Nazi." Meredith said. "I didn't picture much." Maddie admitted. "Maybe it's professional jealousy. Maybe she's brilliant and they call her a Nazi because they're jealous, maybe she's nice." a blonde girl said as she walked up beside them.
