A/N So this chapter is mostly going back and forth through George and Izzie's thoughts.

He is ignoring you……Well wouldn't you ignore me too I mean I slept with him and then tell him it meant nothing…..Hey he said it meant nothing too…..You saw his eyes, he wants it as much as I do…. Stop fooling yourself he just wants to be friends….Then why did he look at me with those sad puppy dog eyes….First what did I say about talking about his eyes? Don't talk about them. And he probably had something in this eye or whatever…..Yeah I'm sure he did, you know for being so smart you are really stupid sometimes….hey when you call me stupid your just calling yourself stupid. Izzie couldn't stand all the loud arguing in her head anymore but there was nothing she could do about it because all the new residents were called into meeting that could possibly be the most boring thing she has ever experienced in her life. She was this close to slamming her head on the table many times just to give her something to do. And to make matters worse George was sitting right across from her avoiding eye contact with her like the plague. He was sitting there looking down at some piece of paper doodling whatever it is that guys like George doodle. He's cute when he concentrates like that….Izzie stop it!!…. Oh shut up already!

George could feel her eyes on him it took every bone in his body not to look up from the crazy smiley face he was drawing and stare at her too. She told me she felt nothing for me but yet there she sits staring at me. Of course she could be staring at me because I have something on my face or because there is absolutely nothing else to do in this meeting. I can't look up at her though because if I do there is a slight chance I might not be able to stop looking. George looked up at Izzie for the first time in the meeting and saw she was staring at him just like he thought she was. And just like he also thought when he started looking at her he couldn't stop. God she is beautiful. I always knew she was beautiful but for some reason today I just can't help but notice how amazing she really is. But I have to stop, she just wants to be friends and I don't want to lose her as a friend it would hurt to much. Then on the other hand if I just came clean with her and told her how I felt then maybe it could be the start of the greatest romance known to man kind. Greatest romance known to man kind? Who the hell talks like that? God I am such a loser! George looked down at his paper again and saw that he had written out the word loser like 10 times. See even your subconscious knows you're a loser imagine what she thinks about you. George thought about it for a second Ok don't think about, it will only hurt your ego even more.

Izzie's heart almost leaped out of her chest when he looked up at her and their eyes locked on each other's. Ok I got to say I was not expecting him to look at me. What do I do? Smile at him? No that would be creepy. Give him a sort of sexy glare. Izzie tried to give him a sexy glare. George looked back down at his piece of paper. Ok if the smile was creepy then I'm guessing that's not much better. Now he thinks I've got some strange eye problem. Why do I even care? I shouldn't try to be sexy with him anyway, that would just lead to other things happening again that shouldn't happen again….no matter how much I want it to happen again. I wonder what it would be like if we were both sober? Would it be better? Could it get any better then it already was? Doubtful, very doubtful. Would it be bad? Was it just the alcohol that made it great? Ok now that is going to be bothering me forever. And I mean forever because I'm never really going to know because we are never going to have sex again sober or drunk. I shouldn't be thinking about this. Ok focus on the meeting Izzie. Izzie started to listen to what the chief had to say about the importance of being a resident. Ok that's boring. Izzie put her hand in her pocket and felt something. She grabbed whatever it was and pulled it out. A penny! Izzie started to spin it on the table. After a few minutes she realized it got really quite and she felt a bunch of eyes on her. She looked up from the penny to see everyone looking at her.

"Sorry, I'll just put this in my pocket." She apologized and looked over at George who was smiling at her. She gave a small smile back then he looked back down. Great, now he thinks I act like a five year old, perfect, just perfect Izzie.

Loser, loser, loser. George kept writing it out on his paper. I should embrace it. She is only going to think about me as a friend, which shows that I did not rock her world, which makes me a giant loser who is bad in bed and is creepy and stares at people. The personal ad almost writes itself. Wait….what is that noise? George looked up from his paper and noticed that everyone was staring at Izzie who was playing with a penny. After a minute or so Izzie looked up and realized what she was doing.

"Sorry, I'll just put this in my pocket." George had to smile at that. She can be so cute sometimes. She gave a small smile back and he looked back down. Cute? Again who talks like that? Women do, that's who. I'm slowly becoming a woman. Just another thing to add to the personal ad.

"Ok that's it you all can go now." the chief finally said. Everyone started getting up, while walking out Izzie caught up to George.

"That was one hell of a meeting, huh?" she asked. George looked up at her and smiled.

"You looked like you were keeping yourself busy." he joked, Izzie blushed a little then she noticed his doodling paper with "I'm such a loser." written on it.

"It looks like you also kept yourself busy." Izzie gestured to the paper. George looked down at it and crumbled it up.

"Well you know me and my self confidence." he said. Izzie smiled at him and nodded.

"I guess the therapy isn't helping." she joked. Something struck her all of a sudden Are we….flirting? No, we can't be. Because friends do not flirt, ever. So we should stop…. now.

"Yeah he says I can't be helped, I'm always going to be like this sadly enough ." he answered. "So I gotta…" he pointed past Izzie.

"Oh yeah I gotta go that way." she pointed in the opposite direction. "See you at lunch?" she asked.

"Yeah, like always." he said and walked past her. Izzie watched him go then turned around and walked the other way.

As George walked he decided that he had to get Izzie off his mind, he had to do anything and everything to get her out of his head. And that only meant one thing,

I have to go on a date with someone.