"you don't hate me?"
"no, i don't."
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nobody knows where they might end up, not even madelyn grey.
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started 04/30/18
status: discontinued.
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@mschubert 2018
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"okay, martin, robinson, bond, hawkins." a man called, four people fled out of the room to follow the resident.
the rest of the interns were getting ready, putting on their scrubs and white coats.
meredith and madelyn had been chatting.
"only seven woman out of twenty." meredith said in disbelief. "yeah, i hear one of them's a model. seriously, that's gonna help with the respect thing." they paused when they heard another man calling more interns.
not hearing their names being called, they continued on with their conversation.
"what resident are you assigned to?" madelyn asked. "i got bailey." "the nazi? me too."
a short boy that was standing at the lockers across from madelyn's decided to join their conversation. "you got the nazi? so did i. at least we'll be tortured together, right? i'm george o'malley. we met at the mixer." he said more to meredith then madelyn.
"you had a black dress with a slit up the side, strappy sandals, and.. now you think i'm gay. no, i'm not gay. it's - it's just that you were - you were very unforgettable."
by the end of george's ramble, madelyn had already left the two alone, somewhat annoyed at the boy.
"o'malley, grey, yang, grey, stevens." hearing her name called, madelyn walked up to the man. "bailey?" she asked him. "end of the hall." he answered, pointing.
an asian woman and walked up beside her and her sister, "that's the nazi?" she questioned. " i thought the nazi would be a guy." george commented. "i thought the nazi would be a nazi." meredith joined.
a blonde girl walked up to the group, also deciding to comment,
"maybe it's professional jealousy. maybe she's brilliant, and they call her nazi because they're jealous. maybe she's nice." she said before walking away.
"let me guess - you're the model." the asian woman sneared.
madelyn turned to the short, plump, woman with dark skin, aka the nazi.
the model walked straight to her, "hi, i'm isobel stevens, but everyone calls me izzie." she introduced.
bailey looked her up and down before turning to the rest of us.
"i have five rules, memorize them now. rule number one, don't bother sucking up," she shot izzie a look,
"i already hate you. that's not gonna change. trauma protocol, phone list, pagers," she pointed to things sitting on the counter,
