Summary : (MERALEX) Ellis is never around, and Thatcher left 10 years before, so depressed 14 year old Meredith is all alone. Her first day of high school begins at Seattle Grace High School. There, Meredith faces challenges of her depression, relationships, family, and friends.
A/N : Hey guys! This is my first Grey's fic. I'm really excited to see where this story goes! I think this entire story will be in Meredith's POV. I'll let you guys know at the beginning of the chapter if it happens. Hope you enjoy the first chapter! Sorry in advance for a short chapter!I wake up an hour before my alarm. I pull a sweatshirt over my head and brush the hair out of my eyes as I stand up. I pull the sleeves down over my wrists, even though no one is around. No one is ever around. I stumble down the old, crumbling steps to the kitchen to have breakfast.
As I eat shitty breakfast of stale cereal, I mentally prepare myself for the first day of high school. I take the last bite of my crap that you would call a breakfast, and horrible memories of middle school flow into my brain.
'What's wrong with her?'
'She never talks to ANYONE.'
'Have you seen her wrists?'
'Freak.'
'It'll be better this year, since no one knows me. I hope Seattle Grace High School is better than Boston Junior High.' I think to myself, as I put my dishes in the dishwasher.
"Shit. I have 45 minutes until the bus." I mumble to myself. I run upstairs, trying not to fall on the old steps. I make my way into my room to pick out my clothes for the day. Since it is cold and raining, I chose black leggings and a white long sleeve Brandy Melville shirt with the rainbow stripe. Almost my entire summer was spent re-inventing my wardrobe. It used to be all ratty t-shirts and gym shorts. I didn't care that people saw my scars, until it started to become a problem. This year, I'm actually making an effort about my appearance.
Luckily, Mom's job took us somewhere rainy and cold, so my clothes consist mostly of long sleeve shirts. I make my way over to my makeup mirror. I put on some light coverage foundation, light brown eyeshadow , and mascara.
Beep! Beep!
"Crap! The bus is here." I say to myself.
I quickly throw my hair into a half up-half down style letting my baby hairs fall over the sides of my face, slip on my Sperries, grab my backpack, and head out the door to a fresh start.