Chapter 9
Meredith pushed her way through the crowds of people so that she could get to the stairs. Even when she reached the stairs they had been overtaken by people too. After a struggle to get to the 3rd floor she made it.
Meredith saw the bar and head straight towards it, she was definitely going to need some alcohol tonight. She hated having no space to breathe and what she hated even more was that it was hot as hell in there. She was pretty sure she was already starting to sweat.
"What can you I get you?"
"The coldest thing you got."
The bartender laughed.
"Coming right up"
Meredith turned around to get a good look at this place. For a man to be living there it was pretty well decorated. But then again Mark probably just hired someone to do it for him.
Meredith started studying the people. They were all dressed like high class preps. She was glad that she wore a dress and not jeans. Mark sure knew a lot of people. His house had 5 floors and each floor she had seen so far was full of people. If she threw a party there would be maybe only 90 people there which she used to think was a lot but now that just seemed pathetic.
"Here you go miss"
The bartender interrupted her thoughts and she pulled her eyes away from all the people and turned back to the bartender.
"Thanks" she smiled.
Meredith took her drink and started towards the stairs again it didn't seem as though Mark was on this floor so she decided she would search for him on the higher floors where she hoped there wouldn't be as many people.
"Excuse me, Pardon me" Meredith repeated trying to get up the stairs.
Meredith finally got to the 5th floor and as soon as she took one look around she spotted the one person she thought would never and never wanted to meet. Derek Shepherd.