Chapter 1
As usual, I was running late. I hated mornings. Why oh why did we have mornings in our life? I didn't understand why it was called the beauty sleep in the first place, when you wake up looking like a troll and feeling like shit.
I rushed myself through the busy pouring traffic of the city, avoiding hitting, and getting hit equally, by animate as well as inanimate objects. Luckily, I did get my bus though today, thanks to my lovely mom. Who as usual decided to wake me up, with the first sun's rays hitting my room.
One would think I was exaggerating, but the woman actually was up everyday by 6 am or maybe even before that. But no I was not complaining today, because if not for her I would have ignored my alarm, which I did like almost everyday. Why the hell did I even set alarms? A mystery yet to be solved.
Sweating and panting, here I was in front of my huge and scary looking medical center. I quickly tied my now free blonde hair into a neat pony tail, which had come undone as I was running. It was a relief that I had worn casual trousers today and not the usual jeans.
Today was the first day of my internship in my own hospital, the first step towards being a real doctor. After 4 years of hard work and studying, today was when we put all that knowledge into practice.
And guess what, my first posting was in the emergency. Yay!! Note the sarcasm. So unless you had a death wish, no one and I mean no one, would be late to that.
If you should know then, getting the ER as the first posting in itself was the worst thing that could happen to any intern.
Emergency department was the most work loaded section in any hospital. So getting it first when you didn't have a practical knowledge of your work yet, is a bad thing.
I wonder where Bri and Pat are. Brianna and Pat were my best friends. I so wished that we could be together in the same group. I texted them, as I was standing in front of the ER department.
I couldn't believe I was actually on time.
As I glanced to my side, I saw my other batchmates. I guess, they would be my team mates throughout the one year of internship.We usually had one or two months postings in each speciality. Oh and what a joy! For a change, I actually knew who each one was.
There was the tall and handsome Dustin, Blake the bookworm, Whitney the beauty queen with equal brains, Mable the quiet girl from back and lastly Alex, the bad boy in the group. I didn't know any of them closely because well, we all had our own circle of friends in the huge batch. And none of them were in my group, so apart from a few words spoken in class and clinics, I didn't know them very well.
Just to strike a conversation and to get rid of the awkward silence amongst us, I said,
"Blake, hey! Congrats on getting the top score. Nice work!"
In response the brown haired boy looked at me with his piercing gaze and slowly replied,
" Yeah thanks. You are not bad yourself." He awkwardly smiled as he scratched the back of his neck.
Okay. I was placed somewhere in the middle, not at the right top nor the very bottom, as far as results were concerned. Either the guy was making fun of me or just plain praising me. Seeing his flushed face and the genuine look, it would be the latter.
"Hey, Congrats man!" Dustin also joined the conversation as he lightly put his hand around Blake's shoulders. To which Blake stiffened for a bit, but soon loosened up. He replied a shy thanks in return.
The girls also congratulated Blake; Whitney with a forceful smile and Mable with a head nod. Alex remained silent and had a far away look in his eyes. He definitely had spaced out.
Anyways, that was a good start.
Let me introduce myself first, Name-Olivia Jennings.
Five foot six, fair, long blonde hair, brown eyes and yes that's physically me. As for my personality, you would be able to figure that out as we move on.
I had mixed feelings about the medical profession so far, like sometimes I liked it and the other few times I didn't. Because believe it or not, the last few years of med school were one hell of a ride. So maybe some practical knowledge and interaction with patients could help with that.
So here I was waiting for my fate to take over, and praying desperately to all the gods out there, not to abandon me at this crucial phase of life.
Hello my lovely readers. I am new to this whole writing, so do be patient with me and give it a try. Please vote and free feel to comment about anything at all about the story.I would really appreciate it. Happy reading!!
Hi Stella,
I just finished reading your story The Healing Touch and I absolutely loved it. Your writing is captivating, and I couldn't help but imagine how visually stunning it would be as a comic.
The opening scene, where Olivia rushes through the busy city traffic to make it to her first day as a medical intern, is particularly vivid. Her internal monologue, filled with humor and relatability, sets the tone perfectly. It would translate beautifully into a dynamic comic panel, capturing her determination and the chaotic energy of the city.
I'm a commissioned artist, and I’d love to bring your story to life in comic form. No pressure, of course.I just believe your work would shine visually.
You can check out some of my recent work on my DeviantArt (Username - Ev3Verse). If you're interested, please message me on Discord (Username - Eve_Verse) so we can discuss how to bring your story to life visually. I'll be waiting to hear from you!
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Evee