Short Stories

Version 1 of the short story

Saki Rose is a neurosurgeon, she worked hard to get where she is, she looks very young, though which makes people look down on her. Saki has long strawberry blonde hair, pale skin, is short, and green eyes. Her memory is photographic, so she forgets nothing. Her memory is what made her want to enter neurosurgery, she had something that her family didn't, she was different. In neuro, she felt like she had found her place there. She got an offer to go to a top tier hospital, so she decided to take it, she knew some people there at the hospital, so she knew she wouldn't be alone.

Today is her first day in the hospital, and walked up to the nurse's station to ask where she could find the chief of neurosurgery. The nurses don't look up at her, "excuse me?" The nurse chose to ignore her, so Saki waited next to the surgery board, getting a little antsy, but otherwise fine.

She decided to email the chief of surgery, so she pulled out her phone, but once she did that she heard someone shout, "boo!"

Startled, Saki turned around quickly to see her best friend from high school, Tsuki, who has chocolate brown hair with brown eyes, and pale skin. Tsuki is taller than Saki by about 3 inches, being 5'6". Tsuki is in her light pink nurse scrubs, completely clean and comfortable she is. Tsuki smiled at Saki, who smiled back, "Tsuki, hi!"

"Hey Little Rose, what are you doing here, thought you were in neurosurgery back home?" Tsuki switched feet, while putting her hand on her hip, very interested in what her friend had to say.

"I got a job offer her in neurosurgery and decided to take it, so far not that good a start though, because I was ignored by the nurses, so already scared." Tsuki shoved Saki's shoulder, giving off her usual playful vibe.

"Oh, don't worry, the nurse station tends to ignore people, most nurses here have stupid clicks, so you need to be flexible, believe me. I constantly must change my standing, or not change but act like I've changed, so they'll like me. It's an all nurse station thing." Tsuki grabbed Saki's shoulder and began leading her to the Chief of surgery's office.

"So, I am going to have to deal with difficult nurses," Saki asked, while they walk.

"Eh, only when they are at the nurses stands, but neurosurgery is a different thing," Tsuki whispers that last part under her breath, while they pass a group of clear neurosurgeons based on their coats.

"What's wrong with them," Saki whispers back while they wait for the elevator.

"What's wrong is that neurosurgery here is a whole family, literally, only family, all of them are the Monroe family. They don't accept anyone who is not family, so you are going to have a lot of work to do. This is a hospital, but the people run the staff like it's a school." They make it to the Chief of Surgeries office. "Good luck Little Rose."

"Thanks," with that Saki walked into the office to be debriefed. Once that was done, she was introduced to neuro, which just like Tsuki said, is clearly a family, because they all looked so similar.

After the Chief of surgery left, Saki was left alone with the Monroe family. The chief of neurosurgery walked over and pushed a bunch of files into her arms as he told her, "You are on charts for now."

This was fine for Saki, for the first month, but then it got annoying. So, she pulled the Chief of neurosurgery aside and asked, "why am I stuck on charts, sir? I mean, you haven't even tried to see me do a surgery, why?"

He huffed, then said, "you don't belong here Dr. Rose, I can just tell, you weren't born for this like my family was."

"Please, just let me try sir, if I don't meet your clearly low expectations, then I'll go back to my previous hospital." Saki thought, not wanting to give up, but knowing when she met her match. The chief of neurosurgery thought, then nodded his head.

A week later, Saki was let into the surgery room with the Chief of neurosurgery hovers over her shoulder through the entire surgery. She not only surpasses the Chief of neuro's expectations, but she crushed them. Slowly she gained respect, but everyone was still hesitant with her around.

Explanation: This story is about how in the end adult life is still in some ways like high school. Having clicks and groups of friends, that most people don't want to expand. People think these sticks to teenage years, but no, this carries on well into and even beyond high school.