Thanks again for the reviews! And yes, I know it seems very plot-less right now, but believe me, the drama is coming! Haha. I try to update as often as possible but I'm a bit of a perfectionist so it takes me forever to find a good way to write something. Also this weekend is gonna be super busy for me so sorry if you don't get an update too soon :(. I try really hard though. And I hope you guys like it.
So, here is Chapter 2. I originally thought it'd be pretty short but I think I'll make it in two parts, so that you get more in one update. :D
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Chapter 2: I'd Lie/You Really Got Me: Part One:
Meredith's eyes were on one thing and one thing only for all of lunch--Derek and Emma. She couldn't understand why she was so concentrated on them; it's not like she really cared who Derek dated. The thing was, though, that Emma didn't appear to be anything like the other girls that Derek had dated. She had a great sense of humor, she was very intelligent, and she was focused on her future. There was no way she was going for Derek solely because of his looks. But what else could she see in him? Only Meredith knew him well enough to know his true colors.
"Hey, Mer," said Michaela, Meredith's best friend, as she sat down across from Meredith. Meredith didn't reply. Michaela followed Meredith's eyes. "Hm. So Shep's got a new victim, eh? A senior, too? Wow."
"Huh? Oh, hey Micky," answered a dazed Meredith.
"So, what's new?" inquired Michaela.
"Oh, uh...nothing much," replied Meredith. She wasn't really even listening. Instead, she kept on staring straight ahead, past Michaela to the other end of the cafeteria. Michaela blabbed about how excited she was for college; all the hot guys, awesome parties, and amazing sports teams. It finally kicked in that Meredith wasn't paying attention to a single word she was saying.
"Dude, something's up with you. You're totally out of it," noticed Michaela.She definitely was, but, for the life of her, Meredith couldn't figure out why she was acting this way. The usually attentive and thoughtful Meredith had gone out the window for the time being.
He's laughing, why is he laughing? What could she possibly make him laugh about? Meredith's brow furrowed, her eyes nearly set in a glare
I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke I fake a smile
That I know all his favorite songs
And..
"Mer?" Michaela waved her hands in front of Meredith's face. The gesture didn't kick in for a few seconds. When she finally had Mer's attention, Michaela asked, "This is gonna sound weird, actually, maybe it won't, but are you...umm...jealous, of Derek?"
Meredith eyes nearly fell out of their sockets. "What?? No, of course not! It's not like I care who he's screwing," she spat.
Michaela gave a nervous smile, "Well, okay...but uhh, you seem kinda, you know, angry and, disturbed."
"What do you mean, angry and disturbed?"
"Well," she started listing off on her fingers, "youwon't stop looking in their direction, and sometimes your brow furrows and your eyes go all squinty, almost like you're glaring. Also, you keep biting your nails and your lip, which you only do when you're nervous. And you don't get nervous very often. So I notice these things." Meredith's expression changed from one of curiosity to one of surprise. Could it be true that she was jealous of Derek? Derek, her best friend for nearly ten years now? It couldn't be... "I mean, it's okay and all, Mer, if you're jealous; practically every girl in school is. It's just, I've never seen you like this before over Derek."
I could tell you his favorite color's green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes
And if you asked me if I love him,
"Yeah, well, umm...I dunno, I think I'm just stressed about college, that's all... I'm sure it's nothing." There wasn't a doubt in Meredith's mind that it wasn't just nothing. It was something. Something different. Something big. And there was only one thing that she could think of that could explain her actions and feelings.
I'd lie
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Emma giggled. She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying herself. Yeah, Derek was a pretty sight, but she didn't think he'd be so much fun. She'd heard he was smart, which was mostly the reason she'd agreed to go out with him, but she had no idea that he was planning on attending an Ivy-league school. She had definitely underestimated him. A lot.
"...so, since my sisters attended Cornell, Harvard, Yale and Stamford, I figure I should probably keep the momentum going," explained Derek.
She nodded. "Okay, so, question: If you were accepted into all of the schools you applied for, which one would you choose?" Emma asked out of genuine curiosity.
"Good question." Derek cocked his head to the side, his signature move. "I really don't know. I guess it depends."
"On what?"
Where Meredith's going, he thought. "Whichever one I like the best when I check them out," he lied.
"Ah I see. Another question, this one's a little strange but I really want to know: Did you and Meredith Grey ever date? Because you seem really close."
"What are you, a stalker?" They both laughed. "No, we never dated." Derek couldn't help but frown when he said it. He wasn't sure why, but it was all that came naturally to him. Emma noticed his face fall.
Girl,
you really got me now
You got me so I don't
know what I'm doin'
Girl, you really got me now
You got me
so I can't sleep at night
"You okay?" She asked.
"Fine," he answered, flashing a smile, though Meredith never left his mind. Truly, he should have been concentrating on his conversation with Emma, and for the beginning he was, but ever since she had brought up Meredith, he couldn't stop thinking about her.
You
really got me
You really got me
You really got me
"Well, I'd better get to class, Derek. Great talking to you, honestly. Talk to you later!" She winked, grabbed her tray, and headed toward the door.
Derek sighed. He wasn't feeling like himself today. He hadn't for awhile. Something was different. Very, very different.
Girl,
you really got me now
You got me so I dont know what I'm
doin, yeah
Oh yeah, you really got me now
Got me so I can't
sleep at night
Chapter 2: I'd Lie/You Really Got Me: Part two:
Derek needed to go see Meredith. Urgently. They'd walked home together, of course, just like every other day, but he still felt like he needed to be around her. She had constantly been on his mind since lunch. Hell, he'd been thinking about her non-stop for the last two weeks. A vivid picture of her face was running through his mind like a never-ending movie. He tried to shake her off, but she was there to stay. He had no idea what he was going to say to her, but it didn't matter. He just needed to see her. Be with her. Anything. Derek took a deep breath, slipped on his shoes, and slammed the door behind him.
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Meredith paced anxiously around her bedroom, finally flopping down on her bed. DerekDerekDerekDerek were the only words she could summon and it was making her nervous and paranoid. Why couldn't she get his voice or his face out of her head? Why was she staring at him all lunch hour? For the last two weeks, even? Why was she seething whenever she saw him with another girl, more specifically, Emma? Meredith's heart was a steady drum, pounding. She couldn't stand it any longer. She needed to see him. Badly. It was tearing her apart. She didn't expect anything from him, she just wanted to talk. About nothing in particular. She just needed to hear his voice. So she ran.
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Derek had barely stepped out the door before he stopped dead in his tracks. A shock of lightning coursed through his veins. There, standing directly across from him, was Meredith at her door. Her wavy locks rested on her shoulders as her green orbs melted with his. Neither said a word, though their lips quivered. Tension was more than obvious in the distance that separated them. Derek couldn't understand why his feet weren't moving; he'd walked the path to her home hundreds of times, yet he stood bolted to the doormat. Finally, Meredith spoke.
"H-hey," she let out, breaking the awkward silence. Derek stared at her, seemingly in a trance. It took him a few seconds before shaking his head and finally replied.
"Hi. Uhh..."
Meredith chewed on her lip and looked down at the ground. "We, umm..."
Derek blurted out, conveying both their thoughts, "Can we talk?"
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Next chapter is dramatic! From the way I planned it, it should be. Longer too. Prolly won't be up for awhile though. Sorry! :(