The First Cut is the Deepest

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I woke up with the feeling that acid was stuck in my throat. I ran to the bathroom and threw up my previous dinner from last night. I sat on the cold floor looking around the bathroom. I had just moved into the apartment. It was small but cozy. The bathroom had a light pink tint to it and I had decorated it by adding a white rug and some fun themed towels to the towel hangers. I pushed myself off the floor. I walked over to the sink and splashed some cold water onto my face. My stomach groaned from being hungry. I rolled my eyes at the irony. The baby had been getting extremely jumpy lately and would kick my stomach a lot of the time. I had also started to experience worse morning sickness.

After taking a shower and making myself a decaf cup of coffee I decided to get ready with breakfast. I only had 30 minutes before I had to leave for the hospital so I decided to make an omelet. I took out a pan and cracked some eggs into the pan. I added some cheese and felt the aromatic smell of eggs fill my kitchen. I plopped down on a stool and ate my breakfast while checking my pager every two seconds to see if I had been called in early for rounds. As I was midway done with my breakfast I heard a beep and my pager went off. I groaned wanting to finish my omelet but decided to take it with me for lunch. I grabbed a container and plopped the omelet in there. I jogged out to the front of the building for my car. I drove as fast as I could the 10 mins to the hospital. I wanted to be early and not late for rounds because I wanted to get on an interesting case.

When I got out of the car I saw George. I waved at him and jogged over to him. "Hey George." I said smiling at him. He gave me a smile and proceeded to go off on a rant. "Do you live with anyone because please tell me you need a roommate. I can not live with my parents anymore. My mom was going to pack lunch for me. I need to move out!" He started shaking his head furiously. I laughed.''Aw that doesn't seem so bad. I wished someone would pack me a lunch." I started giggling at his response to me. "No this is ridiculous. I need to move out." He said, pulling on his bag at the same time.

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Izzie and George were crowded around Meredith after she had put up the poster of wanting roommates. I was standing next to Cristina laughing at Meredith's annoyed facial expression. "Do you need to get in there and beg for a room?" Asked Cristina looking over at Meredith. "Nope." I stated."I have an amazing apartment with no people to bother me."

Cristina gave a laugh and turned around to Meredith who was coming over. She was holding a cup of coffee in her hand.Meredith walked over and stated with a harsh tone to Izzie: ": I do want roommates, we're together a hundred hours a week, you want to live together too?"

"Nope." I started looking over at Meredith and noticed the coffee she had in her hand. Cristina raised an eyebrow. "Ooh,your bringing bribes now?" she asked. George was standing on the corner of Meredith's shoulder whispering like a possessed person. " I need a place to live. My mom irons my scrubs. I have to get out of there." he started nearly yelling at this point. Meredith just ignored him. " It's not a bribe. I don't think it's a good idea." She said the last part referring to George. "I can put down the last,first and all of the deposit." Begged George looking as if he was ready to get on his knees.

"It's a bribe." stated Cristina to me and Meredith ignoring Izzie and George who were both standing over Meredith's shoulder whispering pleas into her ears of letting them move in."I can cook and clean." whispered Izzie. Meredith took a step forwards and faced them. "No. I just want two total strangers who I don't have to talk to, or be nice to, and it's not a bribe, it's a mocha latte." she stated just as we saw Bailey walking by.

She looked us up and down and gave each of us an assignment. "George, you're running the code team, Meredith, take the trauma patients, Cristina and Aria, deliver the weekend labs to the patients,there are going to be lots of patients, Izzie, you're on sutures." She stated before turning around.

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