July 16, 2003

"Adam…there's something I have to tell you."

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Wow…this is going to be harder than I thought."

"What is? Meredith, are you okay? Look, whatever it is, you can tell me…"

"I love you."

Silence. "What?"

"I said-"

"I know what you said."

"So? Aren't you going to say something?"

"Meredith…oh come on, don't…I mean, look, you're my best friend, but I can't…we can't."

"Got it." She said curtly, choking back tears.

"Meredith, don't be like that…Meredith…shit."

And she was gone.

June 8, 2006

I'm not quite sure why I remembered that at this exact moment. I have a sneaking suspicion it's because of Craig Davis.

I'll never understand what Meredith sees in Craig. True, he's the handsome star quarterback of the Penn State football team. True, he has his own fan club. But come on, the guy is a total jerkoff. I mean, he thinks he's god's gift to Pennsylvania. The dude is a tool.

But there she is, with Mr. Jerkoff himself. God, she looks gorgeous. Her blonde hair falls down in waves over her tan shoulders. And she's wearing this sundress, something that only she could make look incredible.

"Adam, hey!" She greets me, full of energy. "You remember Craig, I think?"

"How could he forget me?" Craig butts in. "I'm not bragging or anything, but I'm all over town! Those newspapers love me, man. I'm telling you, this is the good life."

Then he does this thing with his chin. He's practically posing for the imaginary paparazzi in the bushes.

Meredith gushes on like this is the most amazing thing she's ever heard. "That's great, honey! Everybody will be able to read your life story now!" Then, when he's not looking, she rolls her eyes to me. Craig is busy maneuvering his chin, so he doesn't quite catch the sarcasm.

"Oh shit!" Craig interjects suddenly.

"What?" Meredith asks.

"I think I lost that newspaper clipping, you know, the one with my picture on it?" He looks at me. "I keep them all in my wallet. One day I'm going to make a wall." He breaths a deep sigh of relief. "Okay, it's right here. No worries." He chirps cheerily.

Thank God. I was worried there for a minute.