(An: It is me! Writing about something other than Harry Potter for once! Oh and when it says Meredith is narrating, she's talking like she does at the start of the show and at the end of the show!)

Ch.1: How Meredith and Derek met!

(Narrating)

Meredith: "There comes a time when it is time to grow up, to move beyond playing dress up, and to realize the real world for what it is…the real world."

Meredith Grey sat in her new Victorian mansion that she had inherited from her mother, Ellis Grey. Sure, the house was great, but she had barely unpacked. She moved in two weeks ago. Meredith sat in the only unpacked chair by the window, sipping coffee and watching the rain against her window. As she sat, she also thought about her big day tomorrow.

Meredith: "But with the real world comes real life, and with real life there's real responsibility,"

Meredith's coffee was flat, therefore it was terrible, but Meredith didn't care; she was still lost in thought. It was two months ago that Meredith Grey had graduated from medical school. Medical school had seemed like a whirlwind of drinking, partying, and one-night stands, but in the end it had all led up to this. This being the day she would start as a surgical intern at one of the best hospitals in Washington, Seattle Grace. Of course, she still had one more day until she started so she was savoring every last minute.

Meredith drank more bland coffee and thought of what other surgeons were expecting of her, Meredith Grey, the daughter of famed surgeon Ellis Grey, it seemed she had a lot to live up to. How many best-selling medical books had her mother written? Three, or something, Meredith thought. She stopped thinking, and instead read a flyer that was perched on her temporary side table; a moving box. The flyer said that there would be a mixer for the new interns of Seattle Grace Hospital, and even some Residents and Attendings would be there too. Meredith was going, mainly for the Tequila after party.

Meredith had decided on a little black dress to wear to the mixer, or maybe she'd wear her Dartmouth shirt and sweatpants. Meredith put the flyer back, drank more coffee, and decided maybe she'd unpack more stuff, maybe even her side table.

It was dark and still raining by the time Meredith Grey finished the majority of her unpacking. She had unpacked pillows for the couch, and her side table. After unpacking her side table, Meredith came across a box labeled Ellis Grey. Hesitantly, Meredith opened the box and found tapes labeled: Ellis Grey, Appendectomy, Ellis Grey, Skin Grafting, and even Ellis Grey, Heart Transplant. Sometimes Meredith wondered why she had these, but she stopped thinking about and put the box in her closet upstairs.

At 6:30pm, Meredith was walking out the door in her little black dress, heading over to the mixer. The rain had finally stopped, but there was still a puddle that she narrowly avoided.

Meredith walked into the dark bar, and noticed other interns, and even what looked like Attendings. A blonde intern was telling anyone who would listen about her model days and insisting everyone call her, "Izzie". An Asian woman sat talking to one of the Doctors. Two Attendings sat drinking shots of Tequila and talking about "Addison", whom was someone's ex-wife. But, everyone stopped talking at once and stared at Meredith.

The room became quiet except for the dart board, and everyone was still staring at Meredith. Then, suddenly everyone started whispering, and the wavy-haired Attending just stared at her.

"She's a Grey," Izzie said.

"I would kill to be a Grey," The Asian woman said.

"Who wouldn't?" Izzie said, back.

"Stop gossiping about her already!" The Attending that was staring at her said.

Everyone resumed talking, occasionally glancing back at Meredith.

"Hello Ms. Grey," the Attending said.

Meredith laughed, though she couldn't believe it, since when was she, Meredith Grey, giggly? Maybe it was this doctor, was it her or was this Attending coming on to her? Flirtatiously, Meredith said, "Just how do you know I'm a Grey?"

"Because you look just like Ellis Grey, and by the way I'm Derek Shepherd, Attending," he said, shaking Meredith's hand.

"Meredith Grey," she said.

"Wanna go get a drink?" Derek asked Meredith.

"Well you're forward!" Meredith laughed.

Meredith followed Derek to the bar, and they ordered Tequila. Meredith swore she heard the Asian woman say, "That Grey is flirting with Dr. McDreamy!"

And that was all Meredith remembered up until That Moment.

After the Asian woman's whispered comment, Derek and Meredith drank Tequila, flirted, talked, and laughed until finally Derek said, "I don't get reputations,"

"Neither do I, I mean my life sucks! And still people want to be me!" Meredith practically yelled.

"Because you're special Meredith!" Derek said.

"Ok then! What's YOUR big reputation?" Meredith laughed.

"Everyone says I should be Chief of Surgery!"

"Well, maybe you should be!" Meredith said.

"Maybe I should," Derek said.

Meredith laughed, even under the heavy influence of Tequila, she could feel a connection, or maybe he'll just be another on-night whatever, Meredith thought. Maybe not, but what the hell do I know I'm drunk!

"Wanna head over to my place?" Meredith said, nearly subconsciously.

"Now you're forward, sure why not?" Derek replied.

Meredith: "But even the real world sometimes gives us temptation, which we may just have to accept."