It's Friday night and me Izzie, Christina and George are getting ready for Addison's party at my house. It was technically supposed to be a girls thing, but Izzie said that George is great to have along because he could be such a girl sometimes… and it is so very very true. I swear he is a closeted gay, if not that, then he is one hell of a straight guy with a great sense of fashion. Now I realize why him and Izzie are so close, they have a lot in common.

I really don't know what to wear, I usually don't care that much, because I will probably end up with spilt beer on my cloths, and everyone will be so drunk, that no one will really care what I am wearing, but for some reason I am taking a very long time deciding. Maybe it is because it is my first party since I moved… who am I kidding, I just want to look hot for one Addison Montgomery. Lately we have been 'flirting' and stuff, so I am hopeful that once drunk, we might foul around… I'm kidding, I am so not that sketch girl at parties who waits for some hot girl to get wasted and then take advantage… I do have some standards! Plus I invited Peyton, although we aren't going out, because lets face it, I do not do relationships, we are still going to the party 'together'.

"Shit Mer, choose a damn outfit, I want to go and get drunk off my ass NOW!" yelled Cristina.

"yeah, hurry up, Alex will be pissed if he has to wait for us…" said Izzie

"okay, I just don't know what to wear… I mean I could go all slutty and wear this skanky corset top, or I could be comfortable yet sexy in this tight navy blue tank"

"honestly, go with the tank, its hot, I would so do you in it" said Cristina

"me too" said George, although I have a feeling he would do me in anything… bad thoughts… although they are both so very right… I do look hot in my tank, it is tight in all the right places, plus it makes my practically flat chest seem bigger… always a plus!

"Finally we can go…"

We all follow Cristina and walk the short distance to Addison's house.

"so who do you think will hook up with who tonight?" asked Izzie.

"$20 says you and Alex" Cristina replied

"I'm in on that" I add, I mean the two of them should have hooked up by now

"hey! Fine, $20 says Cristina and Burke will get their freak on" Izzie said

"oh me too" says George

"come on, 'freak on'. What is that… and Burke… no way" She wont admit to it, but Cristina totally wants to rape burke, and I don't think he would mind either.

"Lets face it Cristina, you and Burke are a porno waiting to happen"

"shut up… $20 dollars says Meredith and Addison will hook up." Cristina says quickly changing the subject, while giving me a sly look …

"okay hold on, I have a date… okay so nit date, but still… and she is a hot brunette. Remember Peyton! I will not hook up with Addison… plus she is soo straight."

"I am in that bet. You will totally hook up with Addison, she may have been straight, but she isn't anymore, especially whenever she looks at you" says Izzie

"yeah?" I ask… I never noticed the way she looks at me… maybe there is hope – so not likely.

"oh yeah" said George… and he begins to daydream… most likely about me and Addison

"okay George, seriously, not happening, so don't think it! I don't want dirty thoughts of me and Addison in your head!"

"here we are" said Izzie

"she lives in a fucking mansion" to say Addison's house is big is like the understatement of the decade, her house is seriously massive.. gigantic.. mega house!!!

"wait till you see the inside" said Alex who scared the shit out of me because for some reason he thought he would be all cool if he decided to hang out in the shadows and then scare us.

"Seriously Evil Spawn, why can't you be like normal people… you fucking scared me!" Cristina said as we all approached the house filled with wasted teenagers, I can't wait to get my hands on a bottle of tequila.

As we step into the house, Cristina disappears, I have a feeling she saw Burke… Alex and Izzie start making out, which is kinda scary to watch, and George is dancing like an idiot, which is very humourous.

"George, you won't pick up any girls that way"

"I so will, I am going to get laid tonight, you wait and see…" it is now that I decide to walk away from him and start to look for Peyton.

I start to wander around the party, and while doing so, I most likely look like a loner, with no friend… ugh stupid Cristina could have at least stayed with me for a few minutes, but no, she if off probably dry humping Burke. I tell myself that I am looking for Peyton as I wander around, but really, who am I kidding? Whenever I see a glimpse of red hair, I get all excited, and then I realize it is someone else. Gosh I need tequila. Now.

"Meredith, dance with me babe" Peyton surprises me as she approaches me from behind and grabs my arm and drags me to the dance floor…

Fuck, I really need tequila now.

"oh, hey Peyton, I really don't dance."

"well now you do."

Great, now she is grinding against me… and I feel really uncomfortable, I feel like a pole or something… excuses, excuses, oh how the hell do I get out of this?!

"you know what would be great. Some alcohol." I say to Peyton as she mindlessly dances like a crazed stripper from the eighties… I really need to break things off with her.

"okay, I'll come with, I could use some more beer."

As we both head to the kitchen I suddenly hear…

"Meredith!" Ah yes, it's Addison, I guess I have been spending way to much time with her, because I could recognizer her voice anywhere. I turn around as she heads towards us. She is most definitely drunk. She is walking like a freakin penguin, it is really cute actually. Her hair is messy, but sexy, sort of like sex hair, which I hope it isn't. She is wearing a really form fitting green top and a pair of tight jeans. I swear I stopped breathing. She looks so very hot, and sexy, and gorgeous, and – I have to stop before I collapse due to lack of oxygen and brain function.

"You made it Mer, I have been looking EVERYWHERE for your skinny ass. Come play a drinking game with a bunch of people in my room"

"um, I will pass" I hate drinking games, they are lame and just weird for a gay girl, cuz the guys get all excited if you kiss a girl, and I get all pissed if I have to kiss a drunk, slobbery guy. It is no fun.

"aww, come on, lets go, it sounds like fun." Said Peyton, I almost forgot about the fact that she is standing right beside me, clinging to my arm.

"I rather not… this is Peyton by the way Addie, she is my friend"

"well girlfriend" Peyton added… I don't know why she would think that… fucking lesbians and their ways.

"oh really, I thought Mer didn't do the whole relationship thing…" Addison said, and she sounds a little bitter, and is that jealousy I hear? I could be wrong, though she is giving Peyton some killer looks… if looks could kill. Blah blah blah – bang, dead Peyton and Addison dancing around her limp body.

"I don't, we aren't going out." I say

"well, we sort of are Meredith, don't you think?"

Why won't this conversation end!

"yeah Mere, don't you think? There has to be a reason why Paige over here thinks you two are a couple."

"It's Peyton, whorebag"

Addison looks really mad, like caged hungry monkey mad…

"did you call me a whorebag, skanky whore prostitute!"

"WOW, okay, Addie, let us all go play them drinking games."

"yeah! But Pipper is not invited."

"my ass princess, I am coming too." Replies Peyton

Okay, I should feel pretty damn special if two girls are fighting over me… okay so Addison isn't, but in her drunken state, it sure does feel like she is. This really is a great boost for my ego. Though I should stop the madness before hair pulling and shin kicking starts to get involved.

"nuhuh, it is my party, my rules. Therefore you are permitted from playing. Go wash the grease out of your hair and reapply your skanky makeup, you … Skank!"

"Okay, so Addison and I will go to her room to play a nice game." I feel as if I am talking to five year olds.

"But Meredith, you came with ME… just leave her alone, and come dance with me!"

"go find a pole whore!" Addison just doesn't hold back. I am afraid of pissing her off.

"okay, so Peyton will stay here. Peyton, I will be down soon, I don't want to piss Addie off… I will see you later." I try not to sound condescending or what not…but she is starting to annoy me.

"ugh fine, whatever, we are so OVER… bitch." So that was easy.

I turn to Addison as she grabs my hand and leads me to upstairs to what I am assuming is her room. She starts to talk about sluts, laxatives, and killer bees, I don't really know what she is saying, seeing as she is incoherent and I am focusing more on the sway of her ass in front of me.

"I don't like your girlfriend" finally something I understand.

"she is not my girlfriend. We just fucked. That's it. And apparently we are over."

"yeah well, she is a bitch, and she smells bad. You deserve better."

I look over at her and see her staring at me. I don't know if it is the alcohol or what, but she has this intense look, and I just get lost in her green eyes. She moves a bit closer to me, and I take a step towards her. I look down at her lips, as she licks them a bit, making me all the more aroused. We both begin to slowly lean in (and at this point I am freaking out, keep cool Meredith, keep cool!) this is torture. It feels as if it is all in freakin slow motion. Gosh, she smells really nice.

"There you two are, come and play the dame game" we both jump apart and turn to see a very drunk and very red George with his head sticking out of a room.