Grey's Anatomy.
Old school Disclaimer: As much as I'd love to, I don't own it :'(. (AND AFTER THE STICK THAT SHONDA's GETTING, I'M NOT THAT SORRY!)
So, this is actually based from this idea of a story had when I started watching Grey's online a few months ago. See, this disclaimer isn't even a sarcastic comment or something of that sorts! Well... based off of that story ;)
SEQUEL TO NEVER GROW UP.
Lexie - 17. Meredith, Cristina, Alex, Izzie, Callie, Arizona - 18. Mark, Derek, Owen, Teddy, Henry - 19.
Title Song By The Pretty Reckless, Chapter Song By The Beatles.
I don't know anything about Med-School, I've done research, but I'm failing at it. If anyone has any idea about the basic schedule for a med student, PM me or leave a review.
It's not 100% accurate- I'm not in Med-School yet! :)
IT'S ALL MADE UP! I DON'T KNOW IF AMERICA'S MED-SCHOOLS TEACH BIOLOGY, CHEMISTRY AND THEN MEDICAL! I'M MAKING IT UP AT I GO ALONG! :D
IMPORTANT PLEASE READ:
Hi! So, I know what you're all thinking... who the hell is this? I've been half a year! I'm sorry! I lost all muse! I have been through some changes this year but... that finale... HOLY SHAMBLES. I won't reveal spoilers... plus it's too painful! I'll just say this:
I will not be pulling a Shonda on this story! I know, I know 'mutual decision' but... I'm still bitter!
So, I will be updating this story. Thanks for reading this quick notice! TO BEGIN!
My Medicine.
Chapter Four: I Feel Fine
Year 1(Part 4).
April 1st.
"Freakin' April Fool's day!" Cristina grunted as she came inside the house, covered in silly string. Meredith giggled. She had no idea who'd done that, but it was still hilarious.
"C'mon, Cristina, you have to help me choose dresses for the wedding!"
"Ew, no. Go find Izzie."
"Already did. Help or you'll end up wearing... this." Meredith pulled a piece of torn out magazine page from the pile of wedding books she was holding. Cristina rolled her eyes.
"They can't be that ba-" Her eyes widened. She held a photo of a bright green, frilly ballgown that would surely outshine the bride, groom and... pretty much everyone in Washington.
"You see?"
"I can't wait to see you in that." She started laughing. She stopped when Meredith's face filled with a sly smirk. "What?"
"That's yours."
"Mine?"
"Yup."
"Yours?"
Meredith's smirk fell and she pulled out a picture. It was a yellow brighter than the sun. It was by far worse than Cristina's. It even had a train. She laughed.
"Shut up." Meredith grunted. She pulled out Izzie's picture.
"Of course she has that one." It was long pink and all around beautiful.
"She already had her picture. She took it in the store. She's already bought it."
"She can wear her prom dress when she marries Karev. We're all wearing the same, simple thing."
"I FOUND IT!" Lexie ran in, stumbling and throwing a stack of thick books in her sister's direction.
"Lexie!" Meredith yelled, grabbing all of the papers that had now been scattered.
"Sorry, it's just... I found... my..." She paused, taking another breath, clutching her side. "...dress!"
"What'd you do? Run from school?" Cristina snorted.
"Kinda.." Lexie shrunk. She recovered quickly and sat next to her sister, fixing her bangs, she picked her book from off of Meredith's lap.
"So, where is it?" Meredith was excited. She loved Lexie, she loved Mark, it was a perfect match!
"Here." Lexie opened the page. It was beautiful. It would outshine any hideous dress that Izzie picked. It was stunning. Meredith's face lit up as much as Lexie's, and even Cristina felt romance when she looked at it.
"It's... amazing, stunning, it's... SIX-THOUSAND DOLLARS?" Meredith grabbed the book and looked at the front. "VERA WANG? SERIOUSLY?"
"Izzie said no expense to big..." Lexie said, innocently.
"Well Izzie isn't paying for it!"
"She said she would!" Lexie stood up.
"How is Izzie supposed to pay for that, SGU and her rent?"
"I don't know. She just said nothing over ten grand." Lexie told her.
"Ten thousand dollars? What the hell has Barbie been doing?" Cristina asked. She loved money. If Barbie has a secret get-rich-quick scheme it was working and she had to get in on it.
"What have I done now, Cristina?" Izzie asked, rolling her eyes and walking straight to the bridal magazines, picked up the Vera Wang book and looked at the dress. "It's perfect, Lexie."
"I know!" Lexie grinned.
"And you're paying?" Meredith asked, still in disbelief that Izzie was making that kind of money.
"Yeah! I'm paying for the dress! It's the first wedding of the group and it was either my money or Lexie was wearing one of the seriously disgusting dresses April was choosing."
"How the hell are you paying for this?" Cristina asked bluntly.
"Just a thing I'm doing."
"What thing?"
"Just a thing."
"What thing?"
"Just a thing."
"Izzie Stevens, what thing?" Meredith cut off her two closest friends' argument.
"Just a thing! Geez! We don't always have to know each others business! Like I bet you don't know that Mark and Lexie have started using a significantly less amount of birth control lately!"
"Izzie!" Lexie yelled. Meredith couldn't know that Mark already wanted kids. Lexie didn't, however, so she remained secretive about the fact that she was still using contraception.
"You and Mark are getting pregnant? Tell me you're not that stupid!"
"What's the matter with us getting pregnant? We're getting married!"
"As if that's not bad enough! You're seventeen!"
"What's wrong with having a baby at seventeen?" Izzie asked, turning her attention back to Meredith.
"Nothing, Iz-"
"I had one at sixteen. What do you think of me?" Izzie pushed, her eyes squinting ever so slightly.
"I didn't mean anything by it, Iz-"
"Well that isn't what it sounded like! It sounded like a stab at teen moms! Sorry we can't all be perfect like you and Derek but sometimes crappy things happen!"
"Woah, Iz, she didn't mean it like that!-" Cristina tried to calm her.
"No, Cristina! You three have no idea what I've been through! I can't believe you would be so harsh!" Izzie's eyes were watering. She held back as many as she could and walked quickly and angrily upstairs to her room and let them all go.
"What the hell was that about?" Cristina asked, hurt that one of her closest and oldest friends had just gone all 'mad-dog' on her.
"I don't know." Lexie said, glancing at the stairs. She was hurt too, but she knew something must've been plaguing Izzie earlier.
"I think it's about Alex. April's been-"
"April's been what?" April asked as she walked into the kitchen with Alex and Jackson.
"Nothing..." Meredith coughed, trying to clear the awkwardness. "So, have you talked to Izzie today, Alex?"
"Yeah. She's been all pissy for no reason."
"She came in when me and Alex were studying in the den and she came in, pulled an angry face, talked to Alex, got more angry and left, slamming the doors shut so hard she almost broke the frame!" April scoffed.
"I was there, too, April." Jackson said. Her eyes widened, like she was embarrassed by Jackson.
"Um.. yeah. Okay." April looked away.
"You okay, April?"
"I'm good. Well... haha, failing out of senior year, but good."
"What?" Meredith asked.
"I'm failing. I just got an F on my SAT's." She laughed, but everyone knew it was stress induced one.
"You'll bounce back, Apes."
"Don't call me 'Apes'." April curled at lip at Alex.
"Apes... I like it." Cristina smirked.
"Okay, now I get the whole Evil Spawn thing." April glowered.
"Oh, shut up." Alex scowled. "Go do Avery or something."
"ALEX!" April snapped up to him.
"Oh, c'mon, Kepner. It was a joke." He scoffed.
"Oh, right." April calmed down and took a deep breath.
"What would everyone think if me and April did sleep together?" Jackson asked.
Everyone glanced at one another.
Robust laughter filled the room.
Lexie and Mark sat in the office of the local church. The same place Thatcher and Ellis had, had the two girls baptized, the same place Susan and Thatcher had been married and baptized Molly.
"Alexandra, Mark." A priest came in.
"Father Nigel!" Lexie stood up. Mark followed. He felt anxious in church. He was hardly a model Christian. He liked booze. And sex. And partying. And sex. And was fine with sex before marriage. And sex.
"Hey, Pops." Mark joked, shaking his hand. Father Nigel's face dropped and he looked fairly unimpressed by the young man.
"So, you're a doctor now, Lexie?" He changed the subject and sat down.
"Well, I'm going to become one in around three and a half years."
"Oh, well that's fun!"
"Yeah!"
"And you're getting married!"
"Yeah!"
"To... him?" His face fell again. Mark frowned.
"Yeah, my fiance!" Lexie grinned. She grabbed Mark's arm. He looked. She moved closer and grinned more. "Fiance!"
"Yeah." Mark felt happy again. God, he loved Lexie.
"And what do you do?"
"I'm studying to become a doctor too. My professor says I got a lot of potential to become a great plastic surgeon."
"Plastics?" Father Nigel looked disappointed again. Mark kept a proud pout while Lexie tried to break the tension.
"She said he sutured perfectly. She even tweeted about it!"
"Wow, that's brilliant!" Father Nigel brightened when Lexie spoke again. He really loved her. She was one of his favorite Church goers and always had the sweetest little girl smile. Then again, it was hard to believe anyone could hate Lexie once they got to know her.
"So, we're here for a wedding." Lexie said.
"Of course." He looked Mark over again. Surely the sweet little angel he knew would've chosen someone a little bit more homely. This guy was born and bred in a bottle of hair gel.
"We want it in July. When we finish for the year. Can we?" She asked.
"I think I have some time then - brides hate July weddings in Seattle. All the warm rain." He explained. "It's always so unpredictable. August and September and usually better."
"Well, we want to be able to finish up plans after school, have the wedding, have a honeymoon, relax in married life and then go back to school." Mark explained.
"Oh, well, that makes sense. Well, let's set a date!"
"Derek."
"Meredith."
"Lexie's getting married."
"So is Mark."
"We're older."
"So, you wanna get married?"
"I dunno."
So, how'd you like the first official chapter on 2012? It's short, but I'm resettling! I'll update longer ones in newer weeks! I hope you liked it. And I hope Nigel didn't come across like a perv. I only realized he was creepy after reading it back, but I left it anyway! Haha. Review if you don't hate babies and/or old people!
I'm gonna aim low... 3 reviews? I'll probably update next week and then more after that.
Thanks for reading!
Kat.