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"New year, same crap," Cristina said, slouching back in the homeroom chair.

"Not same crap. You and Burke are a couple. Much different crap."

"Looks like Izzie and Evil Spawn are officially not a couple," Cristina said, rolling her eyes as Izzie and Alex came into homeroom, not holding hands. Izzie and Alex smiled, as Izzie turned to her girl friends.

"It just wasn't right," she said matter-of-factly. "We're still friends," she added as an after thought. George and Lexie walked up together holding hands, and all conversation stopped.

"Meredith…" Lexie said, pleadingly. Meredith glared at her as she gathered her bags, and stormed out of homeroom. Lexie slumped in a chair, burying her face in her hand, as George stroked her hair reassuringly, watching Meredith leave.

"She's never going to talk to me ever again," she whispered frantically.

"Of course she will, Little Grey. She'll get over the fact that you were Daddy's favorite." They all stared at Cristina; their mouths open in shock. "What? It's true," she said defensively.

"Burke." "Cristina." They regarded each other with smiles, their feet brushing under the lab table, their hands resting together on top of the counter. Everyone stared and whispered at the unlikely couple. Cristina turned to the girl next to her, making snide comments.

"Is there a problem?" Cristina asked, glaring at her. The girl's eyes widened and she turned away, silent. She smirked, turning to face the teacher as she began lecturing. Burke smiled at her, giving her a light kiss on the cheek.

"I'm sorry, I was wondering if you could help me. My name's Denny and I'm new, and I believe I'm looking for a beautiful girl… tall, blonde, incredibly sexy." Izzie looked up at him from her books. In the middle of the library, a beautiful boy with tanned skin and wavy brown hair was smiling down at her.

"Um, hi," she said, blushing, as he sat down in the chair next to her.

"I'm Denny Duquette," he said leaning into her. She giggled.

"I'm Isobel Stevens. You can call me Izzie."

"Well then, Izzie, can I just say you are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen?" She rolled her eyes and stood up, gathering her books.

"Can I just say you are so full of crap?" she asked him, walking out of the library, leaving him staring at her in wondrous disbelief.

"Hey," Meredith said, walking up to Derek at his locker. She kissed him on the cheek, but he moved his face to catch her mouth and he pressed her against the locker. She moaned lightly in pleasure as he pressed against her harder. He tangled his hands in her hair, kissing her neck.

"We're going to get in trouble one day," she said with a giggle as the first bell rang. She kissed him again and darted off into the classroom.

"Well," Addison said from behind him, crossing her arms. "The two of you certainly are… eager."

"What do you want Addison?" he said coldly, walking to their next class.

"You seem happy," she said wistfully, jogging to keep up with him.

"Yes, I am. I would be happier if you would leave me alone," Derek seethed as they turned the corner, moving away from her.

"Derek, I still love you," she said, putting out a hand to stop him. He ripped his arm away forcefully.

"And I never want to see you again," he said, entering the classroom, and sitting on the far side of the room, away from Addison.

George and Lexie entered the cafeteria, surveying the room for where to sit. Meredith, Derek, Cristina, and Burke all sat at one table and as they walked over there, Meredith looked up to glare at Lexie. They stopped, sitting at the first open table, together.

"Do you think she'll ever forgive me?" Lexie asked George, who was very obviously staring at Meredith.

"George!" Lexie cried, banging the table impatiently with her fists. George jumped, looking back at Lexie.

"What? Sorry," he said, sheepishly, aimlessly pushing his food around his plate.

"Yeah, me too," Lexie said, rolling her eyes, standing up furiously, and walking away.

"Lexie!" George cried, jumping up and running after her. "Lexie, what's wrong?"

"You're what's wrong George! We're what's wrong! You're with me but you're always looking at Meredith! Was I just your replacement? Can't be with one Grey, so you'll be with another? Forget it, George. We're done." George stared at her walking away from him, feeling guilty and relieved all at the same time.

"Hey George, I heard about the breakup, I'm sorry," Meredith said, coming up to George's locker after school. George shrugged, turning to face Meredith, his heart pounding.

"It's fine. Meredith, I need to talk to you." Meredith rolled her eyes.

"George, if this is about her, I don't want to hear it. I get to be angry."

"No, I get it, it's not about Lexie. Well, I mean it is. It's about why we broke up."

"Oh?" Meredith wondered, tilting her head to the side, confused as to where this conversation was going.

"It's because I love you Meredith. I love everything about you. And I just couldn't lie to Lexie anymore. I know you're with Derek, but I just wanted to tell you…." Meredith frowned, looking at her friend, with his long shaggy hair.

"Oh George. I love… Derek. I'm so sorry." George shrugged, brushing his hair out of his eyes, his hair that he grew so he could look more like Derek.

"I know. I just figured I should tell you," he said, turning to walk away.

"Wait, George, are we okay?" Meredith pleaded, her eyes wide. George smiled lightly and shrugged.

"Sure," he said, heading to the bus stop.

George stood at the bus stop, feeling humiliated. Of course she didn't love him; she loved McDreamy.

"Wow, you look terrible." George turned around to see a curvy girl with black hair and a petite girl with blonde hair. "Women troubles?" said the blonde. George smirked, noticing the girl with the black hair was smiling at him.

"Maybe, maybe not. I'm George," he said, holding out his hand.

"I'm Arizona. This is Callie," Arizona said, shaking it back. "So, is it girl troubles?" she asked with a laugh. George shook his head.

"I'll be fine. Any boyfriend troubles you'd like to share?" Arizona and Callie looked at each other and laughed.

"I'm gay. But Callie is single," Arizona said, nudging Callie towards George. George smiled at Callie, thinking that there might be more to the world then Meredith Grey.