I've been thinking about writing a story like this for awhile, so here's the first chapter. I hope you like it!
"Hey, Meredith," said Izzie as she sat down at the lunch table. Meredith looked up from the book she was reading for English class. "Oh, hi." Izzie wore a teal, flower printed top and blue skinny jeans with silver, open toed high heeled shoes. Her golden, curly hair reached down to her shoulders. For make up, she had on shiny lip gloss and a little bit of brown eyeliner. She would wear mascara, but she didn't need it since her eyelashes were already so long and beautiful. To top it all off, she had an amazing curvy body with tan skin.
Meredith, on the other hand, wore black skinny jeans and black tennis shoes with a plain white t-shirt. Her wavy blonde hair went down to the middle of her back. She had on tons of black eyeliner and mascara. She had a skinny figure and wore a fake smile on her face.
"Where's Alex?" Izzie asked, hoping her boyfriend hadn't ditched school again. Meredith shrugged and bit into her apple just as Addison and Derek walked up. "Hey guys, what are we talking about?" Asked Derek, sitting down and putting his tray down on the table. Addison did the same. "We were wondering where Alex was," Meredith said, then glanced at Addison and said awkwardly, "Umm, I'm gonna go get a soda." She stood up and walked away from the table, trying to get away from Derek and his perfect girlfriend.
"She hates me," Addison stated once Meredith was out of earshot.
"She doesn't hate you," Derek said, sighing.
"Yes she does."
"No she doesn't."
"Then how come whenever she sees me she finds any excuse to get away from me?" Addison demanded. Derek sighed and glanced at the clock on the cafeteria wall, wondering how long the argument was going to last today. For the past three weeks Addison hadn't shut up about how Meredith "hated her" and how she "didn't know what she did to make Meredith act this way toward her" and how she "wished they could just be friends and get along".
"Addison… Meredith hasn't known you for that long. It takes her a while to get used to people. She's known me, Izzie, Alex and Cristina since second grade. Soon enough she'll decide she wants to be friends with you, too."
Addison sighed, defeated, as Alex, George and Cristina walked up. Izzie smiled when she saw her boyfriend taking a seat next to her. "Hey babe! I thought you ditched school again! I thought I was gonna have to call you up later to yell at you," Izzie joked.
"Well, I was gonna just sleep till 2, but this dork over here basically forced me to get up by blowing up my phone," said Alex, nodding his head at George and smirking.
"You're gonna be in school till you're 40 if you don't start coming in more often," Meredith said, sitting back down next to Cristina. "You say you hate teachers and learning and reading so much, but yet you never get your work done. Maybe if you tried harder, you could pass and be done with all of this. Just saying," Meredith shrugged, then began eating.
"I can't decide who you sound like more, my mom or Izzie," Alex said as Izzie gave him a gentle smack on the head. Meredith barely payed attention to that last comment, since she'd been busy shoveling food into her mouth. She looked up and realized everyone had been looking at her strangely. "Dude, slow down," Alex said.
Meredith blushed and glared at him. "First of all I'm not a dude," she said, rolling her eyes. "And second of all, I skipped breakfast since I was running late. Excuse me for being hungry. Plus, the bell's gonna ring soon, and you know, I don't want to waste anything," she added awkwardly, shrugging.
"I'm just saying, don't choke to death on your food. How do you eat that much and still stay so skinny?" Meredith shrugged and looked down, blushing again.
"It's so not fair," Izzie added into the conversation. "I wish I could eat that much and still look good! Seriously, I mean, you're so thin and I was starting to worry that maybe you'd stopped eating, but I guess I don't have to worry about that," Izzie said, half jokingly.
Meredith forced a smile to hide whatever she was feeling. She couldn't tell if it was anger or fear or what. "Ha, yeah, no. I wouldn't do that…"
Izzie smiled. "Good, no one should do that, you can really hurt yourself that way. Now come on, guys, the bell's gonna ring and we have math next. You know Ms. Smith will kill us if we're late," she said to Meredith and Cristina.
"Yeah, I'll be right behind you, I just have to use the bathroom first," said Meredith. Cristina and Izzie nodded and headed off to class.
Meredith walked into the bathroom, looking towards the door to make sure no one was coming in. This was the first time she'd done this in school and she had to be as quiet as possible. After eating like that, she knew she had to get it out. If she didn't, she'd be fat. She knew that.
She walked into the last stall on the left and locked the door, praying that no one walked in. Then she started doing what she'd been doing at least three times a week since the beginning of the year after noticing how skinny and pretty everyone was. She knew she had to do something to be just like all the other girls. If she were that skinny, she'd be so happy.
Meredith put her left hand on her stomach and gently pushed on it. Her middle and index finger on her right hand went down her throat. She squeezed her stomach, trying to get the food up more easily. She wiggled her fingers around, and about a minute later the food came up. She repeated this procedure for ten more minutes until everything was out of her stomach. She flushed the toilet and thanked God nobody heard her.
She looked at the clock above the door and was shocked to see she was already 15 minutes late for class. 'Shit,' she thought as she rushed to the sinks and quickly washed her face and hands. When she was finished she pulled open the bathroom door and ran out to the hall, bumping right into Miranda Bailey, the school principal.
'Fuck my life, fuck my life, fuck my life!' Meredith thought as she smiled nervously. "H-hi, Principal Bailey! I was just getting to class. So if you don't mind I'll just be on my way…" She started walking away then stopped at the sound of her principal's voice.
"Not so fast, Ms. Grey," Bailey said, glaring at her. "What exactly were you doing in the bathroom for fifteen minutes?"
"Umm…" Meredith said as she tried to think of a believable story to tell the annoyed woman. "Well… I have a sick relative in the hospital, and I was just calling my mother to check in and make sure everything's okay." 'Wow! Where did that come from?' Meredith said, impressed at how good she suddenly got at lying.
Principal Bailey still looked a little bit suspicious, but said, "Alright. You know you're not supposed to use your cell phone in school. Next time go to the main office and use the phone in there. You may go to class." Meredith nodded and thanked her. "And Meredith," Bailey said, causing Meredith to turn around. "I better not find out you were doing something you're not supposed to be doing in there."
"Of course not," Meredith said, then rushed to class.
By the time Meredith had gotten to math class, it was already half over. "Thank you for joining us, Meredith," her teacher said annoyingly. "Sorry," Meredith said, then took a seat in the back of the room with Cristina and Izzie.
"Jesus, what were you doing in there?" Cristina whispered.
"I had to make a phone call."
"One that lasted for half an hour? Who were you talking to? You got a boyfriend that I don't know about?"
"It was my mother. I have a who's relative in the hospital. They'll be okay though," Meredith said, giving her best friend the same load of shit she gave her principal. Cristina nodded and turned her attention to the teacher.
"Hey, you okay? You look pretty tired. And pale," Izzie noticed, reaching out her hand to feel her friend's forehead. Izzie was known to act like a mother to her friends.
"I'm fine," Meredith assured her.
"You sure? If you're not feeling so hot I'll walk you the nurse after class," Izzie offered.
In all honesty, Meredith was feeling a little dizzy. It was nothing, though. She just felt like that sometimes after she was done throwing up, but it was worth it.
"Really, I'm fine. I just didn't get that much sleep last night," Meredith lied.
Izzie shrugged. "Well, okay then," she said, then looked up at the board.
Meredith began to zone out and realized that people would be asking her a lot of questions, and she would have to get used to telling a lot of lies.
How is it so far? Should I continue? I was hesitant to write this, because I wasn't sure if it would turn out good or not. Constructive criticism is welcomed! Please leave a review, I love them!
P.S. If I do continue it might take a while because I'm working on a few other stories, also this took me 3 days to write when usually I can write a chapter in an hour (short chapters, but still chapters).