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Post by Emma-Dr-Jimmi-Fan on Apr 14, 2008 19:00:41 GMT 1
Ashlee Marchetta sat there silently flipping through one of the out of date magazines. Dr Jimmi Clay entered the Mill. The cold wind following him.
Jimmi: Morning Vivien Vivien: Hello Dr Clay, Your first patient is here?
Jimmi looked around at the empty seats his eyes immediately fell upon a women who looked about his age. She had dark brown hair which almost looked black. He sighed turning his attention to the middle aged man next to her.
Jimmi: Mr Mackay if you would like to come through
The man nodded and followed Jimmi into his office.
Vivien: Miss Marchetta, Dr Woodson can see you now
Ashlee nodded and walked into George's office.
George: Miss Marchetta please take a seat
Ashlee nodded sitting on a seat opposite George's desk.
George: So how have you been feeling? Ashlee: Fine thank you George: No sickness or headaches? Ashlee: No I have been fine George: Good to hear Ashlee: So will this be the last appointment? George: Well you seem to be feeling fine but it's your personal state I’m worried about Ashlee: Why? George: Well when I spoke to your father he said that you have had a pretty bad past Ashlee: He has no right to be telling you that George: Well if it concerns your health then yes he does Ashlee: Dr Woodson I can honestly tell you i am feeling fine better than I have in a long time George: Well that’s good to hear Ashlee: I do have I question to ask you George: Go ahead Ashlee: Is there any job vacancies at the Mill?
George seemed shocked by this question and started chocking on the class of water she was drinking.
George: I did not know you were looking for a job? Ashlee: Well it's to please my father he thinks I should get a job or whatever George: Well our manger partner Julia Parsons is not in at the moment she will probably be back this afternoon Ashlee: Okay I will come back this afternoon George: Well if you want I would put in a word for you when she comes back Ashlee: Okay if you could I would really appreciate it George: Sure we have your phone number so I will see what she says and phone you Ashlee: Okay thanks again Dr Woodson George: Please call me George
Ashlee gets up from the chair says her goodbyes to George and opens the door of her small office bumping straight into Jimmi.
Ashlee: Sorry my bad Jimmi: No it's okay totally my fault should have been looking where I was going
Ashlee smiled and continues walking to the main reception area. Jimmi follows her.
Vivien: Miss Marchetta do you need to make another appointment? Ashlee: No thank you I think I am okay
Vivien nodded. Ashlee turned to exit. Jimmi stood at the door grinning waiting for his next patient to arrive. Ashlee was just about to pull the door open but Jimmi beat her too it. Ashlee thanked Jimmi and left the Mill. Jimmi hoped not for the last time.
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Post by Emma-Dr-Jimmi-Fan on Apr 15, 2008 19:09:40 GMT 1
It had been 2 days since Ashlee left the Mill. She had no call from George and was feeling miserable. The truth was her father a powerful man was sick of her hanging around the house all day. Ashlee had always been the screw up in her family. Alison her older sister was always miss perfect. However when Alison died in a house fire when Ashlee was 16 her father was left with the screw up. Ashlee was smart but never as smart as Alison. The only thing Ashlee had going for her was looks. She was far the prettiest out of the two sisters. Buts looks were nothing in her fathers eyes.
Ashlee took drugs when she left school. Her father always thought it was her fault even through it was her ex boyfriends. Even when her father found out that her ex boyfriend was beating, hitting her and making her take drugs he still thought it was her fault.
Ashlee's mother was the only member of her family she really cared about. Anne Marchetta was a doctor but she got called out late one night by a patient and got in a road accident. She was put into a coma and died when Ashlee was 18.
Back at the Mill George was running around like a headless chicken. She had her 3 years old daughter Bracken on her hip and papers scrunched up in her free hand.
Vivien: Dr Woodson you do no this is a doctors surgery not a playschool George: Well i am sorry Vivien but Bracken is not feeling well and no one is free to look after her.
Vivien scoffed walking off to the staff room. Melody happily skipped to the reception area.
George: Someone’s happy today Melody: Yes i am very happy and it has nothing to do with the depressed patient i just had in
Jimmi entered the mill his scarf tightly around his neck and his briefcase tightly in his hand.
Jimmi: Morning everyone George: Hey Jimmi Melody: Hiya Jimmi well George are you going too ask me why i am so happy? George: Okay Melody why are you so happy? Melody: Thank you for asking George i am happy because me and Archie have just had our first date George: Very nice Jimmi: Do you know if Julia is still looking for a new receptionist? Melody: No idea why? Jimmi: A friend of mine was looking for a new job George: Wait there’s a job at the Mill? Jimmi: Yeah Julia was going to advertise it
George pushed Bracken on to Jimmi and ran behind the desk to make a phone call. Bracken stared at Jimmi in a mood.
George: It's okay darling you stay with Uncle Jimmi while a make a phone call Jimmi: Thanks George if you need us we will be in my office probably drawing all over my patient notes
George laughed punching the numbers into the phone. Jimmi wondered of down the corridor with Bracken. Melody skipped off to her office.
Ashlee was sat in the kitchen of her father's house. Tired she buried her face in her hands. Ringing echoes around the room since the phone has gone off. Ashlee walked over to the phone answering it.
Ashlee: Hello George: Hi Miss Marchetta Ashlee: George please call me Ashlee so any news? George: Well yes we do have a vacancy as a receptionist Ashlee: Great how do i apply? George: Well if you are really sure about it you can pop in this afternoon to see our manger with your resume Ashlee: Okay i will see you this afternoon George: Okay then Bye[/u]
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Post by callysam1129 on Jul 1, 2008 12:41:47 GMT 1
argh u cant leave that there!!!
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