Just a quick note, I know that Meredith was in fact a part of Little White Lie. I'm ignoring this because I wanted her to interact with Starkids other than Darren, Jim, Lauren, Matt, and Brian. Thanks!
The night after Harry Potter: The Musical had closed; Meredith Stepien was sitting at her desk, doing homework when her cell phone began to ring. She trudged across the room to pick it up, noticing the caller ID.
"Hello?" she answered.
"This is the police calling for a Meredith Stepien," a serious voice stated, "We have reason to believe that-"
"Nice try, Darren."
"Awwww, come on! How did you know it was me?"
"Caller ID, you should look into it. So what's up?"
"Well, I wanted to ask if you wanted to come to our HP after-party tonight, to celebrate a successful show."
"Darren, I wasn't even in the show..."
"You stayed after rehearsal nearly every day helping out, that's good enough for me and it'll be good enough for everyone else. Besides, not everyone can be there anyway. Jim, Bonnie, Tyler, Britney, and Richard already had plans. Pretty please? For me, your best friend in the entire world?"
"I don't know, I have a lot of homework."
"We're going laser-tagging..."
"...Alright, I reluctantly accept. Would it be okay if I brought my roommate, Denise?"
"The more the merrier! I'll text you the time and place."
"See you then I guess!"
"Oh, one more thing. I suggest you dress in all black, Starkids play hardcore."
"And you're suggesting I don't? You can't tell me you've forgotten all the times I kicked your ass at paintball in high school?"
"That was rigged! I got the faulty guns every single time!"
"Tell yourself whatever you want to, I'll be there."
"See you then...cheater..."
"Later...loser..." Meredith hung up the phone, walked over to her closet, and flicked through the hangers for something dark to wear. Just as she pulled out a pair of blacked out converse, Denise walked into the dorm.
"Hey, Denise," she called to the other side of the room, "You have any plans tonight?"
"Actually, yeah," the blonde giggled, "I have a date with Tyler tonight, you know, the one with the really great smile? He asked me a few weeks ago, why?"
"It's nothing," Meredith replied, "Darren invited me to a party and I asked if it would be okay if you came along, but since you're busy-"
"Oooooo, like a date?" Denise gushed.
"No! We're just friends and besides, there's going to be a ton of other people there," the brunette rolled her eyes.
"Oh, I see, you're just 'friends,'" she winked.
"DENISE!"
"I'm kidding!"
"It's not like we're going out for a candlelit dinner or anything. We're going laser-tagging."
"Whatever you say Mere, now which dress should I wear tonight?"
Later that night, Meredith wished her friend luck and waved her off to meet her date. The girl turned her attention to getting dressed. She put on a black t-shirt, black jeans, and her black sneakers. She tied her curly hair back in a messy bun and stuck a few bills in her shoe for dinner. Meredith grabbed her car keys and cell phone and ran out the door of her dorm to her car.