A/N: See? I don't break a promise, do I? Here it is!!!! Yay!!! If you ask me, this chapter has a rough start, so if any of you have any ideas, please let me know! I also realize that in the past few chapters, Derk has been a little out of character, so I'm trying to work on that. :]

Yo soy no own Grey's Anatomy or it's characters, but I do claim any characters I make up and the plot!

M POV

I flailed my arm through the air, trying to make contact with my alarm clock before I was too awake to fall asleep again. I audibly sighed, no use. I slowly moved into a sitting position and then headed downstairs to make some much needed coffee. I pounded on Mark's door in a sad attempt at waking him up. I could drive a semi through Mark's room and he would probably just moan.

After starting the coffee I headed back upstairs to take a shower before Mark had the chance to. We were both hot-water-hogs, which was fine with me...so long as I got in first. I loved the feel of the hot water opening up my pores and soothing my muscles. As I shampooed my hair, my thoughts immediately drifted to the thing with Derek, Friday. I preferred to call it a "thing" because if I called it a "steamy make-out session with Derek "McDreamy" Shepherd, well who knows where my mind would drift.

I inwardly smacked myself at the use of Derek's stupid nickname. Cristina, my best...person...had said the name fitted him and had taken to calling him that whenever she was around me. Besides Derek and I, she was the only person who knew.

"Mark! Get your ass up!" I called loudly through his bedroom door.

"Up..." he mumbled back.

"C'mon! You're my ride to school and I can't be late!"

He opened the door and smacked his lips numerous times before rubbing the back of his hand over his eyes. "Shower?" he mumbled.

"Cold one." I responded, smiling.

"Better than nothing," he muttered as he stomped away.

"Hurry up!" I called, one last time, for good measure.

"Why do you insist on calling him that, Cris? Is it because I hate it? I bet it is." I mumbled to Cristina.

"Because that's what he is! McDreamy!" she responded.

"I guess he kind of is," I giggled to myself. "It's starting to rub off on me, actually.

"Wait until you hear what we call Mark!" She said with a grin. I, however, groaned.

"McSteamy!" She said.

"I didn't want to know!" I yelled back.

She laughed before saying "McSteamy and McDreamy! The McDreamTeam!"

I rolled my eyes before laughing and heading to my next class. A class that I unfortunately shared with Derek. It was beginning to look like I wouldn't get any work done in that class for the rest of the year.

I walked into algebra three just as the bell rang and I looked around for a seat. I groaned. Someone up there truly wanted to see me fail. Derek's face held a shit-eating grin as I approached him.

"Look's like you're stuck with me, Grey." he said. I chose not to reply, as I feared it would come out as a flirt and only egg him on more. Normally I wouldn't have cared, but I really did need to pass. I reached down to pull a pen out of my bag and sat up to find a note. I studied it for a brief moment and wrote back.

Maybe if you could write in anything other than chicken-scratch I could answer.

He took a split second to glare at me before he wrote again, slower this time.

I said. You look hot today. :)

I took a brief moment to be shocked at his bluntness before I wrote again.

You know we can't do this, Derek. Mark. Mark. Mark. Mark. MARK!

And here I thought you'd be screaming my name by this time.

Oh shut up. Please, for the love of God shut up!

Oh, you know I can't resist you when you're pissed. :) Or when you're happy. You look adorable when you're happy.

I blushed for a second before whispering quietly, "You can resist me. I know you can. You're Derek. So please, do so."

Who's McDreamy?

I felt my heart stop. "What?" I whispered, choking.

He leaned over. "McDreamy. Who. Is. McDreamy?"

I went back to the note, so my voice couldn't betray me.

Who called you that?

I knew it was me. :) So did you come up with it? Does this mean I can call you a pet name, now?

Shit shit shit shit! I couldn't look at him, so I didn't. The entire rest of class I stared straight ahead, blocking Derek from my view with my right hand. When the bell rang, I bolted, trying to keep Derek from teasing me about it. Cocky bastard. Cocky McBastard. I was torn from my thoughts when I looked up and noticed Derek, leaning against my locker.

"What?" I snapped when I approached and pushed him to the side so I could get to my books.

"Listen Mer...I'm sorry if I upset you or whatever, bringing that up...I think its...cute." He chuckled quietly.

"Don't be so impressed." I snapped again. "Cristina came up with it. She calls you that. Not me. I just thought that...when you said that...who told you about that anyways?" I finally got out. I didn't get a response. Just as a I asked, Addison Montgomery walked up and pushed herself between Derek and I.

"Bitch..." I muttered. Apparently not quiet enough though, because she turned around and shot me a death-glare.

I could've walked away. I should have, as a matter-of-fact. But I didn't. Something about her attitude towards Derek made me stay, lingering by my locker.

"Baby...can't we talk about this?" I heard her ask.

"No Addison, I'd rather not." he muttered back and I smirked.

"Oh come on. We can talk about it over dinner or something." she pleaded.

"You know, Addi, most high school kids would rather go to a movie for a date." He smiled when he said it, and I knew that smile. That was his flirty smile, he smiled like that when he teased me and now he was teasing this...girl, like he teased me.

"Fine. A movie, then?" She asked, smiling back.

"Yeah. A movie."

I made my presence known, then, by slamming my locker and walking away. The way Derek's head snapped up made me think that maybe, just maybe, he had forgotten I was there until that moment.

"I gotta go, Addi." he said as he walked after me. The pouting look on her face made me want to smack her and I turned another corner purely so I wouldn't.

"Mer!" I heard him whisper-shout in the now empty hall. A look at the clock told me I was five minutes late for class.

I spun around, then. Angrily. "What?" I hissed. "You made me break off my date with Alex because you were a jealous ass hole and now you're going to a movie with that bitch?" I was seething, more angry than I had been in a long time. He pulled me out a side door and into an empty courtyard.

"Mer! Please listen to me!" he asked as he put his hands on my shoulders. "Me and Addi, we had a bad break up a while ago...and I just want her back as my friend. If this is the way to do it then I want to do it!"

"Oh please, Derek! I saw her! She had anything but friendship on her mind! Jackass." I clenched my jaw and looked at the ground, eager for him to get off of me and let me be on my way.

"Would it be so bad, Meredith? I can't be with you! Not publicly! You act like you don't want me, anyways, asking me not to flirt and brushing me off!" he said with a mixture of pain and anger in his eyes. I didn't know what to say.

"You're really great at running away, Mer. So go ahead," he let go of my shoulders and backed away, "run away."

I did, run away. Not literally, of course, but I turned around at that moment and walked away with my head held high. I decided in that moment, that I would never let Derek Shepherd get to me again.

Ok, so I realize that there was no D POV in this chapter, but I was going in that direction at the end. I then realized how long the story was and decided to make a full D POV chapter, next. It's on its way! it'll probably be uploaded before I go to bed, so give me just a couple of hours!