A/N: SORRY SORRY SORRY! But here is the end…and a nice long one for you
"Like I said, these are the wise words of the Derek Shepherd," Chris said smugly, slowing turning the first page…
I would've run, I would've yelled, hell, I would've even knocked him out right there…but instead I just stood in place, watching the many eyes drift towards me. I just stood there, hand in hand with Meredith (who had absolutely no clue what she was about to hear.) The reason? I have no clue. But one tiny part of me thinks it's because I wanted her to know how I felt, and if I couldn't tell her…maybe the idiotic words in that journal could.
"HEY!" Meredith suddenly interjected, taking everyone by surprise, even me. "Chris what are you doing?" she screamed, letting go of my hand. One by one, the voices died down to nothing as she stormed up to the stage and snatched the book right from his hands. "Did you have permission to read this?" she asked forcefully, shaking the book high in her hand.
"Listen cupcake, just hand that thing over. Trust me; Chris won't let anything happen to your sweet little boyfriend." He puckered up his lips and made "kissy" noises as the crowd erupted in laugher. "After all sweetie," he kept up, pulling the microphone close to his lips, "I know what really happened with you at The Prep."
I watched as Meredith's eyes grew wide. "You wouldn't…"she whispered shaking her head.
He leaned in close to her face and it took every inch of me to prevent myself from leaping up and strangling him. Bringing the microphone back around to his mouth he decreed, "Oh I would."
The crowd hushed as curiosity took over them. I have to admit, even I was a little curious as to what he was talking about. After all, Meredith told me everything…hadn't she?
"Chris don't…" Her voice shook as she tried to grab the microphone away from his clammy hands.
"Hand the book over babe, and I won't…" A smile crept onto his menacing face as she reluctantly handed back my journal.
Once he had the book directly in his hands, his eyes fixed themselves onto the sea of students. "But, Meredith, I think your fellow classmates should know what happened…because you know, it's not everyday that a principal from a prestigious school as The Prep walks into an empty hallway and sees you slipping a certain pink pill into that pretty little mouth of yours…"
Gasps were heard, mouths dropped, and I was almost on the verge of fainting
"You know what I'm talking about right…birth control?"
Okay too late, I had fainted.
I awoke on a very uncomfortable puke green couch while Principal Webber, Addison, Mark, and Patricia hung over me, the perspiration from their frantic bodies filling my nostrils. I placed the palm of my hand to my head and grimaced at the pounding of my head, made worse by the unmistakable smell. As I tried to get up, Mark's arms held me back down.
"Don't get up dude," he instructed, looking at Principal Webber who was slowly inching my head up with his strong hands.
"Mark, get me a cold towel please…" he asked, helping me all the way up.
Mark nodded instinctively, then followed Patricia into a dark, stuffy, extremely small room.
"How you feeling?" Addison questioned, sitting down next to me.
"I need an Aspirin," I groaned, rubbing my head. "What…what happened?"
Addison looked worryingly at Richard who slowly backed out of the room. "I'll leave you two alone," he managed before slipping away.
"Where's Meredith?" I asked as soon as he disappeared.
Addison shook her head, her eyes sad. "She ran off after…after what happened. No one's seen her since."
"Was she, I mean, how was she?" I stumbled over my words, so many thoughts filling my brain.
"Embarrassed, shocked, hurt…" Addison listed all the possible adjectives she could've felt and I prayed that she would stop.
"Okay, okay…I get it." I stopped her after "terrified."
She sighed. "How do you feel?"
"Embarrassed, shocked hurt…" I trailed off. "I can't believe it. She got expelled. I thought she just wanted to leave the school. She actually got expelled over taking that!" My eyes began to sting, and I knew the tears were coming soon…
"Neither can I," Addison agreed, pressing her fingers against her stomach. "But uhm…I told my dad…about the baby."
"What did he say?" I asked protectively, knowing how old fashion her parents were.
"They're disappointed to say the least…but supportive." She strung her fingers through her hands, a nervous habit she always did. "I could try and find Meredith for you."
"Did you tell Mark yet?"
"You're pregnant?" Mark asked horrified, the wetness from the towel dripping down his hand.
"Oh my God Mark…" Addison panicked, standing up abruptly. "I, I…"
"YOU'RE PREGNANT?!" He yelled, tears filling his eyes.
"MARK IT'S YOURS!" she screamed back, the tears traveling down her face. "You're the father…" she whispered, turning around and running into the bathroom.
"Oh my God," Mark repeated, sinking into a seat next to Derek, realization dawning on him. "Oh my God."
"I'm sorry man," I said, slapping him on the shoulder, my eyes drifting towards the bathroom. "I would have told you but she…"
"High school sucks," he let out after a moment of self doubt and humiliation.
"I know," I said back, agreeing whole heartily in the words.
"I'm going to…I'm going to get some air," he stuttered, swaying side to side as he made his way toward the glass doors, his eyes avoiding the bathroom.
I placed my hands on my eyes, running them through my hair. What had happened in there? Had Meredith been lying to me all this time? Was she seeing other guys? Why wouldn't she tell me any of that? She loves me, she should have told me! She loves me…doesn't she?
Hearing muffled cries from the bathroom; I slowly got up and headed towards the door to check on Addison. As I opened the door slightly, I saw Meredith's reflection in the mirror. She was crouched down, hands over her face, crying hysterically as Addison massaged her back.
"Shhh its okay Meredith," Addison cooed.
"NO it's HORRIBLE!" she sniffled, "I haven't even had sex yet! It's for my period! But no one is going to believe that!" she cried, burying her face deeper into her hands.
"Derek will," Addison reassured her. "They all will if you tell them."
"NO THEY WON'T!" she screamed. "This is what happened at my last school! They all thought I was a slut! My mom basically disowned me! She still hasn't spoken to me! And the principal thought I was nothing but a liar! And apparently it didn't matter even if it was for that because you are not allowed to have drugs in school without permission but it's so embarrassing that I haven't gotten my period yet that I didn't want to tell anyone and NOW!" The crying continued.
I heard Addison sigh as she took Meredith's face in her hands and said slowly, "Well I'm pregnant so this, right here, it's nothing! You are going to be fine! But me, oh me?! I'm having a baby! A baby, Meredith! I'm scared, terrified! But I'm not crying…I'm going through with this. I'm facing it and sticking up for myself which is what you need to do."
The crying stopped as Meredith clasped her hands over her mouth. "Oh Addison, I'm so sorry!"
"Don't be sorry…just go out there and tell everyone what's really happening with you."
A few more sniffles, a big sigh, and Meredith was ready to tell everyone what was really happening, what she really felt…and, in that moment, so was I.
Walking back into the gymnasium, I knew Chris told them about my prom journal. I knew he told the entire school my feelings for Meredith. I knew that all of the juniors and seniors knew about how I felt…everyone that is, except Meredith. But that was going to change. I tried my best to ignore the glares and snickers as I walked up to the microphone. Grabbing it from Chris's hands I spoke loud and firm. "Okay everyone, I know I'm the laughing stock of the entire school, I know you all think my girlfriend is a slut, I know you are probably saying I'd hate to be him right now but you know what? I don't care. You hear me…I DON'T CARE!" I paused, my eyes landing on Meredith who had just walked in, eyes blood shot, dress ruined, and mascara running down her soft face. I nodded at her, letting her know it was okay. "And you know why I don't care? I have the strongest, most beautiful, intelligent girl in the world, and I don't care what you say about it. You want to call me a sap? Fine with me. You want to call me a loser? I'm fine with that too. But what I don't want you to do is call the girl I love a slut because she is not one." I looked back down at her. Her eyes were glistening with tears and a smile was spreading across her face. "Prom is embarrassing," I continued. "I bet everyone in here has had something embarrassing happen to them right now. But if you did, would you want that to be broadcast to the whole school? The answer I hope would be no. For me, that prom journal was my embarrassing moment because I'm a guy. Guys don't express their feelings. Why should I? But you know what? I'm in love and I used to care what all of you thought. I used to care what she thought. But now? Now I'm just relieved because now you all know. If you don't like it, too bad. So call me a loser. I'm a loser because I love someone. I'm a loser because I found someone who helped me, someone who made my life make more sense. I pray that you all find that one day. And if you already have, then I guess that makes you a loser too. So here's to being a loser. And here's to hoping that I will always be one." To my complete shock, everyone…clapped! I smiled after a moment, realizing that people actually liked my speech. Relieved that I brought some justice to my name, I glanced around the gym. My eyes spotted Meredith. Jumping off the stage I ran up to her, hugged her, and spun her around…just like in the movies. She let out that amazing laugh of hers and kissed me. Breaking away she sighed, "That was the most amazing prom speech I have ever heard."
"You're the most amazing girl I have ever met," I smiled back, proud to be corny and sappy. After all this was prom.
Suddenly the lights dimmed and You and Me by Life house blared through the speakers. "May I have this dance?" I asked, taking her hand.
"Of course you may," she smiled back, wrapping her arms around my neck.
"So…" I began, "Where are you going to college?"
"I'm still not sure yet," she grinned, spinning around.
"You haven't gotten your NYU acceptance letter yet?" I asked worriedly.
"Actually…" she giggled, pulling out a tiny envelope from her purse. "I brought it here for you to open."
"You want me to open it?" I asked, tracing my fingers along the paper.
"Yes, go on…" she urged me, her hands around my waist.
"Okay..." I began to slowly open the letter until the thin piece of paper dripped out. Picking it up, I scanned my eyes over the words.
"What does it say?!" she asked, jumping up and down. "Did I get in?!"
"Oh my God," I breathed, "YOU GOT IN!"
"AHHH!" she screamed, jumping into my arms. "Oh my God, oh my God!!" she laughed. "I can't believe this!"
"So that means your going right?" I double-checked. "Cause I'm doing the summer program there and if your not with me then there are going to be some serious-"
Thank God she shut me up with that kiss.
Dear Prom Journal,
So maybe prom night wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. After all, Meredith and I are both headed off to NYU, Mark and Addison are taking responsibility for the baby, and my summer program is starting soon. I already changed my major to pre-med (much to my parents liking), and Meredith is even considering changing herself. I really love her, which I know I've said ten thousand times but I can't help it. Prom made me understand that it doesn't matter what others think, you just have to say what's on your mind, tell the truth. Meredith and I both had our share of embarrassing moments. But I think that made us closer in the end. After all, I think prom is pretty much about embarrassing moments. So there you have it, my glorious prom journal. It is because of you that Meredith knows how I feel so… thank you! And about winning prom king, eh, it's nice and all…but nothing like loving Meredith, which is surprising considering how hung up on it I was a couple months ago. But I've changed, and for the better.
PS: I guess I did give a prom speech after all…
A/N: There we go the end. I hope you liked it. I didn't want Derek to be the only one with an embarrassing thing, so I had Meredith have an embarrassing thing and that's something they shared together at prom night (and my friend's sister has to take birth control cause she doesn't have her period yet so that's real, not fake ) So yeah, they all lived happily ever whatever!
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