It was a sunny day but really cold in Seattle. My hair was flying everywhere like I’ve just been in a tornado ( seriously,my hair problem is my only existence problem ).I was just finishing my jogging,when the post man saw me,gave me the letter and left ( he was acting weird lately…I mean what kind of a post man gives a letter to someone and they run,without even saying “Hi” ? ) ; anyway,I didn’t know who would send me a letter,because I haven’t talk to my family in a year ( they made it clear 1 year ago that they don’t want me to become a doctor,so I left ) , so I put the letter on my desk,took a shower and then jumped on my couch and watched my favorite tv show,Grey’s Anatomy ( I just love this show,and I hate Shonda because she killed my otp – Mark&Lexi and the fact that I could relate to pretty much every character,except for Bailey,Webber,Callie,Arizona , make me feel like I should be doing this ). I was feeling so tired,so I decided to take a nap.I woke up when my phone rang and I didn’t even looked up to see who it is and I picked it up:
- "Yeah?" I said sleppy.
- " April,did you get the letter too?" Haley said.
Haley was my best friend.We met on our 1st day on our high school and since then,we were twisted sisters ( my mom said that because of her I want to become a doctor…she said that if I didn’t met Hailey,I would have become a lawyer,like the rest of the family ).
- "How did you know I got a letter?" I asked surprised.
- "Well today every student got a letter from the one hospital they wanted to be in.I got in Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital,you?"
I immediately rush out to my desk to take the letter,but it wasn’t there. “Where is it?” I asked myself. I started to search in my whole house,when my dog,Sansa,came in my room with the letter in her teeth. “Sansa,you bad dog. What did I tell you about newspapers and letters or any kind of papers? It’s forbidden.”
- "I found it! Are you still with me,Haley?"
- "Yes,just tell me where you got in."
I opened the letter and I read it out loud:
Dr. Avery Jackson
15000 C entennial Drive Seattle
“Hello Mrs. April Kepner,I’m Dr. Owen Hunt,the Chief of Surgery and Head of Trauma at Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital and I send you this letter to tell you that I’m impressed of your work about ALS that Dr. Gregory House suggested and I’m glad to let you know that you have been accepted to Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital. You have several specialities that you get to choose in the next year and then,in your next 4 years,you get to learn,study and if your lucky,even to scrub in.
I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for choosing us as your best option for your future.I hope you like it here."
Sincerely Yours,
Dr. Avery Jackson
I screamed like a little girl playing Amnesia ( or not really like a little girl because I don't know what little girl would play that sick game )
- " OMG OMG Haley,I got in Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital too! Ughhh I'm so happy. "
- " OMG we're gonna work together holy carrot !"
- " It says when it starts?"
- " 24th November,that's next week. At 9 PM at the main entrance"
- " At that hour? Really? GOD!"
- " Come to my house,now!"
- " Okay,bye."
- " Bye."
Oh god,what a day!
