A/N: This is something I've been working on. It's a merder teen story because I flipping love those. And here's the basics…Meredith is voted Prom Queen, and Derek is voted Prom King. They have never met before, and at first, don't like each other at all. But, as they start to spend more time together, they realize how much they really mean to each other. Told from Derek's POV...oh and I'm in 8th grade so I've never actually gotten the high school experience. So if I'm screwing things up, just bare with me...oh and review, please?

"Okay, so after you win, you should say a speech."

I looked up at my girlfriend and snickered. "A speech? Addison, are you kidding me?"

"Aw, come on! Everyone knows your going to win, and it's always nice to have a little speech planned."

I rolled my eyes. Addison was always one to be 'well prepared'. "I don't need a speech. Teddy Flincher won last year and he didn't give a speech."

"You could start a legacy…think about it Der!"

As I was about to answer, Mark ran into the house. "THERE YOU ARE! THANK GOD I FOUND YOU!"

I looked my best friend up and down and couldn't help but smile. His hair was extremely messy, his shoes were untied, and his usually perfect clothes were ripped in half. "Dude, what the hell happened to you?"

He bent over, and placed his large hands on his knees. "Cindy dumped me because she found out I was hooking up with Lauren. So she yelled at me, and then threw me out of her house. So, I tried to climb back in through the fence and well…they had a dog."

I burst out laughing. Mark could sometimes be a complete idiot. "Why am I even friends with you?"

He smirked. "Cause I'm incredibly good looking and smart."

Addison crossed her beautiful, long legs and tucked a couple stands of hair away from her green eyes. "People, let's focus. Now Mark, don't you think Derek should give a little speech after winning?"

I saw Mark twinge a bit. "I don't think so. That's what the geeks do."

I nodded my head. This was exactly what I was trying to say. But, Addison always had to be in control. "Totally agree. No speech, not my thing."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her sigh in frustration then slump back in her chair. "Who do you think will win prom queen?"

I took a sip of my water and shrugged. "Lauren, Stacey, Vanessa, or Kristen."

Mark bobbed his head. "I'm voting for Lauren."

Addison raised an eye brow. "Hmmm, interesting choice. I sat behind her in calculus class once. She's not that smart."

Mark pulled out a chair from the kitchen and plopped in next to Addison. "No, she's not smart, she's…"

I completed his sentence for him, "Hot."

Addison rolled her eyes. "I am so glad I decided not to run. This whole thing is sexist!"

"You need to get the stick out of your ass, Addie, and learn to have fun."

I snickered at Mark's comment. He always laid it on thick with Addison. "As much of a jackass Mark is…I think he's right about this."

"Whatever…" Addison grabbed her books off the counter then headed towards the door. "Are you two idiots coming, or am I walking to school alone?"

I quickly slid on my backpack and followed Addison and Mark out the door. I leaned in over her shoulder and planted a giant kiss on her cheek. "Don't be so uptight babe. We're seniors!"

She sighed as her giant high heels clicked on the pavement. "I know, I know…but we're both going to different colleges Derek…this isn't fair!"

I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and smiled. "We talked about this. Everything will work out."

She turned to me, her eyes welled with tears. "Promise?"

I grinned then tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "Promise."

During 5th period, I stumbled to my locker. I was late to class (AGAIN) and I could not afford another detention from Mr. Hogan. Besides, they were announcing the candidates for prom king soon, and I had to see who my competitors were. As I stuffed a few more books into my locker, I quickly closed the tiny compartment then raced to Mr. Hogan's class. Right as I approached the door, I ran into a tiny, blonde girl.

"HEY! Watch it!"

I quickly bent down and picked up all her books. "Sorry, I'm late."

"Yeah, I am too." She snatched the books from my hand and quickly stood up. "Next time, watch we're your running." With that, she took off down the hall.

I shook my head at the ridiculous comment. Who was she anyway? I figured it was some snooty little rich girl who only cared about herself. As I gathered the rest of my books I hurried into class. Mr. Hogan looked up at me, his eyes dark and fierce. "Why, Mr. Shepherd nice of you to join us."

"I'm sorry I'm late. I ran into someone on the way here and I-"

"Principal's office."

"WHAT?!"

"You heard me. There is no being late in my class. End of discussion."

I cursed him under my breathe then slammed the door on the way out. This was the third time this week I was late to his class, and the third time I was sent to the principal's office. As I entered the office, the Secretary, Patricia, greeted me. "Hello, Derek. Late again?"

I smiled gingerly then took my seat next to the huge, white door. "Yeah."

She giggled then picked up the black phone hanging on the wall. "Mr. Webber? Derek Shepherd was sent here by Mr. Hogan. Can he come in? Great, thank you, sir." She hung up the phone, scribbled a note on a post-it then looked up at me. "He can see you now."

I ran a hand through my hair then opened the door.

"Derek, take a seat."

I dropped my books on the floor then slowly sat down in the huge brown, leather chair in front of his desk. "This is ridiculous, Mr. Webber. I bumped into someone on the way to class, helped her with her books, and was one minute, ONE MINUTE, late!"

"Derek, you have to learn to manage your time better. Tardiness is not acceptable."

"But I do manage my time! It's not my fault that he hates me!"

"He does not hate you. I'll talk to him about this, but until then, you have to abide by his rules. This is the third time this week Derek. If you get another detention…"

"I won't, sir. I promise."

He sat back in his chair and folded his hands. He then fixed his eyes on me. "You better not, or I'm afraid I won't let you run for Prom King."

My mouth dropped open. "What?! That's not fair!"

"It is completely fair, Derek. Manage your time, get to class a few minutes early, and you won't have anything to worry about. Got that?"

I stuffed my hands into my pockets, mumbled something barley audible, then nodded. "Sure, whatever…"

"Good, now hurry up and get to class. I will see you after school."

I gathered by books from the floor then stormed out of the office. This was completely unfair.

In study hall I carefully looked over my notes for my huge science test. I barely studied the night before, and was not doing so well in bio. As I turned the page, I heard someone giggle. It was a cute giggle…definitely a girl. I looked up and saw the same blonde that bumped into me in the hall. She was smiling and laughing with her friends, and I couldn't help but smile with her. She had the most amazing eyes I had ever seen. I didn't even notice them when we bumped into each other, and her smile definitely would take any guys breathe away. As Mark dropped his text book next to mine, I tilted my head towards the blonde and questioned, "Who is that, Mark?"

He looked in my direction and shrugged. "I don't know, never seen her before."

"Neither have I…well I bumped into her earlier."

I saw him slowly tilt his head to the left. "She's hot; I have no clue why I've never seen her."

"Yeah…" I quickly looked back down at my notes. I had to study. I couldn't be thinking about some girl I didn't even know. Plus, she was a bitch to me in the hallway.

"Hey guys." Addison quickly sat down then kissed me. "What's up?"

I pointed at my text book. "Science."

"IZZIE 12 O'CLOCK!"

I turned towards Mark. "Huh?"

He pointed towards a tall, blonde, beautiful girl right in front of us. "Dude, she is so mine at Prom!" He rubbed his hands together and smiled devilishly at her.

Addison shook her head. "What happened with Lauren?"

"Oh she is so 2 minutes ago!"

I grinned. Even though Mark had the worst morals on the planet, he did provide some excellent entertainment. Suddenly, I heard Patricia on the loudspeaker and my stomach did a flip. "Students: the nominees for Prom King and Queen will read as follows…"

This was it. This was it. "Todd Hamilton, Alex Karev, Mark Sloane, Peter Jackson, and Derek Shepherd." I heard the crowd cheer and chant as each person's name was called. I turned towards Mark and burst out laughing. He did the same then shook my shoulders.

"Don't worry, dude, I'll tell everyone to vote for you."

I shrugged then smiled. Addison leaned in and gave me a huge kiss. "Congrats!"

I kissed her back then pulled away as the intercom began to roar again. "Students, students…the nominees for Prom Queen are: Marissa Harrington, Lauren Jessington, Isobel Stevens, Meredith Grey, and Kristen Buckington. Congratulations to all the nominees and good luck!"

I scrunched my eye brows together. I knew everyone on the list except Meredith Grey. I looked at Mark who seemed to be thinking the same thing I was. He shrugged, took a swig of his water, grabbed his books then started to head out. "Got to get to class. Congrats man…see you at my house later?"

"Yep."

After Mark left, Addison grabbed her books. "I better get going too. Call me later, okay?"

I nodded, kissed her on the cheek, then started to head out myself. As I walked to my next class, I couldn't get that strange name out of my head. Meredith Grey, Meredith Grey, Meredith Grey…

A/N: So I'm obsessed with this fic., even if it's just the beginning. Please tell me what you think. Continue or no?