| Fan Fiction |
by angelynnnnn
Yes, it sounded mean and uncaring. But I just changed another patient’s diapie.
I turned my head to give my senior a deathly glare.
All she did was to order us around. For no reason, she loved picking on me.
Oh no, scratch that.
She did have a reason for picking on me round the clock.
I remember now, I asked her before.
[Flashback to a week ago when I was still a greenhorn]
“Senior…”
I searched for her nametag. She wasn’t my favourite so I didn’t even bother trying to remember her name.
“So Young!”
There is her name, right there, in BOLD.
It says clearly on her name tag:
HI :D
MY NAME IS SO YOUNG
Note: The smile was obviously a flirtatious one.
“Yes, Charlene?”
Wow, she remembers me.
“Why do you keep picking on me?”
That was straightforward eh?
Well, that was what they told us from the very beginning – “If you have any questions, feel free to ask,”
“I find you annoying,”
That was an even more straightforward answer.
I thought she was done. But apparently, she wasn’t.
I was about to walk away when she continued.
“It’s just that,”
I turned back 180 degrees to face her once more. She rested her chin on the clipboard that she was clutching on to.
“You’re cute, beautiful and smart,”
Aww, she flattered me.
“You pose as a great threat to me,”
Aww, she irritates me.
She smiled as if she was right with her illogical explanation and brushed past me.
[End of Flashback]
Yeah, that’s right. It’s all coming back to me. I am a threat to her.
I turned to my fellow trainees under the same annoying, irritating, bossy, flirtatious, uncaring, smile-as-if-anybody’s-looking-at-her…
Wait, I lost my point.
Oh yeah.
I turned to my fellow trainees and gave them a pitiful expression painted onto my face.
It clearly meant: Change their diapers for me in ‘Nurse’s Talk’.
I even added a pout later on which meant: Pretty please with a cherry on top?
All of them, in sync, turned to look at my oh-so-jealous-of-me senior, who obviously shot them a ‘You-are-under-me-so-obey-my-orders’ face.
How did I know?
They all disappeared within 5 seconds, that’s why.
They could run that fast? Then why did it take so long for them to be back at the dormitory when it’s my turn to cook?
“You cook bad,”
Senior So Young (Oh, I remembered her name!) gave me a satisfied smile and pointed to the patient’s ward. She turned and walked away, leaving me to be the only person who had to be the one changing the patient’s diapers.
I didn’t say my thoughts out loud, did I?
I turned to the ward Senior So Young pointed at and walked in with a heavy heart.
This is the 17th time today.
“Ugh…”
I walked out of the ward, looking kind of disgusted.
Why?
Once I went in, I changed the patient’s diaper. I turned around, there, the next patient vomited. While I was cleaning up the vomit, the same patient whom I just changed his diapers pooped, again!
This is just not my day.
“Charlene! Another patient pooped in Ward 101!”
There is it, the sound of a witch arriving on her broomstick. Senior So Young is coming!
Quick, Charlene, find a place to hide.
I turned to my left, then right, then left again. Aha! This is where I should hide – The janitor’s closet.
I opened the closet door and stepped in. Wow, there isn’t much space, but I managed to fit in.
“Charlene! Patient’s poop in Ward 101!”
Then there was complete silence.
“Charlene! Ward 101, poop!”
Senior So Young’s voice became louder, she was getting nearer. I could hear her footsteps.
Click, clack, click, clack…
She stopped walking, and the sound stopped right outside the janitor’s closet.
She didn’t find me, did she?
The doorknob started to turn.
Oh boy, she did find me.
“So Young!”
Another voice was heard. So Young released the doorknob.
[So Young’s POV]
“Charlene! Another patient pooped in Ward 101!”
It just feels so great ordering her around.
I waited outside the ward for her to run here, looking all irritated and annoyed.
30 seconds passed…
“Charlene! Patient’s poop in Ward 101!”
Another 30 seconds passed…
Where is she?
“Charlene! Ward 101, poop!”
I started walking to the ward she had last been to.
I stopped.
Right in front of the janitor’s closet. Something told me to open it. I had the feeling Charlene was inside.
If she was, I would be angrier than I am.
Why?
I tried to hide in a janitor’s closet once when I was running away from my bossy senior, Yuri. But I just couldn’t fit in. If Charlene was able to fit inside the limited space of the janitor’s closet, she is my greatest nemesis.
My hand was already on the doorknob. I was just about to open it when…
“So Young!”
I released the doorknob and turned to that hovering voice.
“Senior Yuri, may I help you?”
“Stop shouting in the hospital. And didn’t you say a patient pooped?”
I nodded.
“Then why are you still here? Go clean it,”
“But I asked Charlene to clean it,”
“Charlene, you say? She has already done that job 17 times in a row, shouldn’t you, as her senior, lend her a helping hand?”
Senior Yuri and I were just like me and Charlene. Our relationship is that bad. I had to do as what Senior Yuri said. I dragged my feet to Ward 101.
[Charlene’s POV]
“Charlene, you say? She has already done that job 17 times in a row,”
Actually, it’s 19 times, plus an additional vomit.
“Shouldn’t you, as her senior, lend her a helping hand?”
Who is this senior? I love her to bits!
I heard dragging footsteps, that was obviously Senior So Young.
Then, the doorknob started turning again.
Dang! This senior isn’t as good as I thought, is she?