She slipped off her cover-up and stared down into the pool. She stretched her back taking in a deep breath before diving into the water. Coolness washed over her as the blue water blew the loss hair back. The water was warmish only slightly cooler than the hot air. Her head broke surface and she gasped lightly for air pushing back the stray hairs falling into her face. She could help but think of the guys up in the room critiquing every little thing about her. How her dives aren't perfect. Or how she has a slight roll of fat that she continually tries to tell Christina is there, but Christina insists there is nothing on her flat stomach. Back and California, she doesn't let her insecurities show at all. She strong and confident Meredith, but being back in the presence of the boys who constantly told her at a young age how annoying and worthless she was made her feel like that same little girl who would run home sobbing. She could feel every little insecurity that she shoves in the back of her mind while flirting with hot guys began to surface. She felt like that a schoolgirl afraid to talk to the boy she's had a crush on for years knowing that probably in his mind he was thinking about that zit that just had to pop up on her forehead the night before.

Yes, indeed, this trip would be a whole lot easier if she had her 'wing-woman' with her. Her person to tell her that there was no roll of fat even though she wasn't sure herself.

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Glancing out the window, he wasn't sure what to feel. Sure, she had turned into hot chick with a nice ass. But then there was Derek and Burke who he known and actually liked since he was three. He knew that Meredith Grey had and probably will always be bad news to them and knew that it was probably best that he go along with their childish little display of hate and angst even though it had been over ten years. Maybe part of it was reasonable. Meredith had lived next to Derek since they were two almost instantly stealing some of their spotlight. She was around at his house a lot. As they all got older their mothers made them give Meredith some of those old really childish toys that even though you have outgrown them you still want them around. By the time she turned four, she always wanted to hang around them even though they were six year old boys with no other thought on their mind other than sword fights, trucks, and playing with boy stuff. She always wanted to play dress up and with her Barbie dolls. There were often times their mothers had them play with her stupid dolls. Then she would get upset and get them in trouble, when one of them decapitated one. There were many picnics, birthdays, Christmases, Halloweens, Thanksgivings, and Easters that she ruined for them. They missed out on some things they would never be able to do because of her, and for that… they were angry and seeing her again didn't help.

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She dried her hair as she walked out of the bathroom. It was getting late already and she hadn't really talked to Richard or Ellis in all day. All the adults and Dennis had gone out to dinner without telling them instead calling them from the road. She tied the robe tighter around her not very clothed body and walked down the stairs still towel drying her hair. She walked into the kitchen decided to get something to eat. She walked in to see the three guys sitting there eating the food she had brought earlier that day. She walked to the fridge not even saying a word to them. Their eyes traveled with her to the fridge watching as she bent over looking in to find it nearly empty.

"Where's all my food?" She snapped slamming the door. She watched as they ate her food not answering her. Anger coursed through her veins. "Let's get one thing straight. That food, the food I brought with my money." Her phone, that was sitting and charging on the counter started to ring. Knowing that her speech would be fruitless, she gave up and answered her phone. "Hello?" She sighed.

"Mer?" Her voice came.

"Hey." She was happy to hear from Christina again. "What are you up to?"

"Guess who was looking for you?"

"Who?"

"Phillip."

"Ugh."

"He wants you."

"That's disturbing."

"He's hot you might as well have some fun."

"I would rather do… Steven before I lay a finger on Phillip."

"That doesn't count."

"Why not?"

"Cause Steven dropped the whole Mcgothic and according to people like Katherine 'he's totally McHot.' Seriously, the next time I see her, I'm going to kick her ass for stealing out Mc thing."

Meredith laughed. "It doesn't matter what he looks like. He's still all dark and twisty and I'm sure his little tendencies will come out in bed. He's probably into all the pain-sex thing."

Christina laughed. "You're dark and twisty too."

She laughed too. "Well, I'm not Steven dark and twisty. I'm Meredith dark and twisty."

"Which is almost just as bad."

"Not nearly."

"So you weren't the pink haired into black clothes chick back in high school."

"I was but… that was high school."

"Uh-huh… And I'm sure everything changes in college."

"Shut up." She snapped. "I have to go." She sighed.

"Alright." They hung up and all the sudden panic washed over as she remembered she wasn't alone. Turning slowly in the chair, she was met with their amused faces.

"So you aren't a virgin like Mommy and Daddy think?" Mark smirked.