Chapter 4 of WF, BE

Alright, so I have to explain the characterizations for a moment before I go any further with this.

In this story, Meredith has been a bit selfish ever since she was a child. She was an only child and generally got whatever she wanted. And as you all know, Izzie's a very giving sort of person. She usually considers other people before she considers herself. So when she finds out that Meredith kissed McSteamy when she knew full well that Izzie had a huge thing for him, it really hurt her. She's been dealing with Meredith's selfishness since kindergarten, but there has to be a point where you just stop. She's sick of giving in and giving a crap when Meredith hardly ever does anything in return. So when Meredith turns down the surgery for Izzie, it's her way of trying to make up for her selfishness.

Also, is it just me, or is Derek acting a bit like a girl in this chapter? I mean, accusing his best friend of taking sides with the enemy, announcing secrets just to spite said enemy...that's something a girl would do. No offense to you raging feminists out there, after all, this is a wide, sweeping generalization, but girls fight dirty. They say things that aren't supposed to be said just so it'll look like they'll come out on top.

But Joe, in his infinite, I-watch-people-get-drunk-and-listen-to-their-problems-on-a-daily-basis-like wisdom realizes that underneath all that anger and hostility, Derek is actually a lot fonder of Meredith than he likes to admit. So what if she egged his car? So what if she made him a social pariah in high school? People change, Der. People change and whether you like it or not, Meredith is freaking hot. So whatcha gonna do, McDreamy? Are you just going to keep her on scut monkey patrol and pretend that she hasn't changed, or are you going to roll with the punches and mend the fence? Couldn't hurt, right?

I'm sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up. My last year of high school is coming to an end (as in, I'm graduating on Sunday) and with that comes emotional baggage, tears, nostalgic slideshows featuring pictures of me with my horrible, acne-ridden face of ninth grade set to the background of Green Day's "Good Riddance", and a shitload of paperwork that I'd rather forget about right now. But rest assured, the moment Sunday rolls around, I will be free as a bird to write as much as I want and you will very soon see the next chapter of This Heart and WF, BE. So don't worry, kay? And as always, review and I'll answer!

Ciao.