GA - The Last Nice Guy on Earth
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b.serialkarma said write me Grey's Anatomy. George POV. I said OMG<33333333 George!!! And then I realized 'wait, write him?'
Grey's Anatomy
George/var
The Last Nice Guy on Earth
Character is what you know you are, not what others think you have. -- Marva Collins
Fuck.
That's George's only thought when he sees Dr Shepherd creeping down the stairs from Meredith's room. Not 'oh, hey, he's hot' or 'yay, Meredith' because George is not cheering for someone else's team. George is praying for his team, but apparently, his team can't even get on the playing field. He's not really good with the sports analogies anyway; he's never been the sporty type. He should probably leave the non-sequiturs alone, so all that comes to mind is 'fuck' because he's been here before, and he knows how the story goes.
George meets girl, girl likes George, George adores girl, girl goes off with someone else, and George is left masturbating in the bathroom, getting interrupted by Izzy every thirty seconds.
George can't compete with someone like Dr Derek 'Super Surgeon' Shepherd; he's spent his life trying. He can't be anybody but himself. He just hates it when life points out that being himself isn't really enough sometimes.
*
George's first crush was in kindergarten, and her name was Dawn Weingarten. She had white-blonde curly hair that she wore in pigtails and bright blue eyes that always seemed to be open a little too wide. George remembers she had chubby fingers too. She was a girl back when girls were still dressed in pink dresses and boys wore all blue and played with fire trucks. Dawn always played with dolls. George remembers this, because one day he asked her if she wanted to play with his fire truck, and she looked at him like he had cooties and wrinkled her nose like he smelled bad. At naptime, she rested far away from him, between Terry Shaw and Fiona Miller. The only boy Dawn ever smiled at was Greg Black.
George's mom picked him up early from kindergarten that day, because the teacher said he seemed 'lethargic.'
Broken hearts can do that five-year-olds.
When his mom asked him about his wobbling chin, he burst into tears and told her that he wanted to be Greg Black. His mom hugged him and said that she liked him just fine. She said being nice was better than being cool all the time.
*
George's second crush was in third grade. Her name was Melissa Petersen, Doctor Melissa Petersen, and she was his pediatrician when he got the chicken pox. He doesn't remember much about the whole chicken pox experience, but he's still got three scars to the left of his belly button. His mom said he was a mess and couldn't stop scratching the entire time. She said the only time he stopped complaining was when they were in Dr Petersen's office.
George remembers that Dr Petersen had wavy red hair and freckles on her arms -- lots of freckles on her arms. George has a thing about freckles to this day because of Dr Petersen's arms. He also remembers that when he came back to school, Dawn pointed and laughed with Fiona Miller. He remembers that he got knocked out in dodge ball too.
The ball was thrown by Greg Black.
*
Third... fourth... fifth... In seventh grade, puberty came along and Dawn got breasts, Greg grew six inches and George... Well, George didn't hit puberty in seventh grade. He did, however, meet Maxine Wallace. Max had fake tattoos and wore kohl eyeliner. She was into The Cure and liked to invite George over to her house after school. His mother would never let him go though; she said Max just trouble.
Max moved away after a year, but George remembered her for years because she was the first girl to ever kiss him. She said that he had potential and that Dawn was a slut. George disagreed about Dawn, but he was grateful to have someone on his side.
*
In tenth grade George got mononucleosis and missed two months of school. The entire tenth grade sent him Get Well cards. George still has them somewhere. He doesn't know why he kept them though, Dawn never signed any of them at all.
*
George was in college before he actually met a girl who liked him back. It was in his freshman year, and her name was Sarah Kaine. She was in his biology lab. She had blue hair and a pierced nose. She liked Proust. George thought she was the most amazing girl he'd ever met. The morning after she slept with him, she was picked up outside his dorm by this big guy with tattoos and a loud motorcycle. George has sworn off one-night stands ever since.
George suspects he would've sworn off women altogether, if Max hadn't transferred to his college in his sophomore year. George hadn't seen her in forever, and she'd gotten rid of all the crazy pasty make-up and kohl eyeliner. George didn't even know she had brown hair, but he knows that he never would've gotten into medical school without her.
He's totally understanding about her being into girls too.
*
George doesn't have the best luck with women; he knows this. He knows that women tend to prefer the assholes like Alex, or the hotshots like Dr Shepherd. Everybody says that nice guys finish last; George thinks that the nice guys finish last because they have to be treated for syphilis that they got because their girlfriends were fucking around behind their backs. He's kind of bitter. He has every right to be. His entire life he's had to deal with guys who are bigger or stronger or more charismatic. His entire life he's had girls who just want to be his friend. George is tired of blind dates and people thinking he's gay. He's not gay; he's just nice. He doesn't understand when that became a disease.
*
George wishes for a lot of things in his life: a successful residency, that everyone stop calling him 007, that Meredith actually see him for a change. But if he's learned nothing else it's that life can sneak up on you when you least expect it. After all, the last time he spoke to his mom, she said that Dawn Weingarten was expecting her third child with Greg Black –- it was just a shame that Greg had run off with Jenna from the Dairy Queen.
*
George isn't a big believer in fate or karma or any of that other stuff that says being a nice guy is the way to go, but he believes in himself and he believes that he'll be a good doctor one day. He knows he's not perfect, and that he really hates buying tampons just because he lives with Meredith and Izzy. One day, though, he won't have to suffer through any of this, and he'll buy himself a big house and nice car, and when he goes home to Kentucky, he'll tell all the girls who were mean to him to where to get off.
-end-
Oh, look, something that starts with 'fuck' and ends with 'off.' Impressive, no? ;)
ethrosdemon wrote Draco/Blaise. Show respect people! Slytherins Trust Only Familyb.
serialkarma said write me Grey's Anatomy. George POV. I said OMG<33333333 George!!! And then I realized 'wait, write him?'Grey's Anatomy
George/var
The Last Nice Guy on Earth
Fuck.
That's George's only thought when he sees Dr Shepherd creeping down the stairs from Meredith's room. Not 'oh, hey, he's hot' or 'yay, Meredith' because George is not cheering for someone else's team. George is praying for his team, but apparently, his team can't even get on the playing field. He's not really good with the sports analogies anyway; he's never been the sporty type. He should probably leave the non-sequiturs alone, so all that comes to mind is 'fuck' because he's been here before, and he knows how the story goes.
George meets girl, girl likes George, George adores girl, girl goes off with someone else, and George is left masturbating in the bathroom, getting interrupted by Izzy every thirty seconds.
George can't compete with someone like Dr Derek 'Super Surgeon' Shepherd; he's spent his life trying. He can't be anybody but himself. He just hates it when life points out that being himself isn't really enough sometimes.
George's first crush was in kindergarten, and her name was Dawn Weingarten. She had white-blonde curly hair that she wore in pigtails and bright blue eyes that always seemed to be open a little too wide. George remembers she had chubby fingers too. She was a girl back when girls were still dressed in pink dresses and boys wore all blue and played with fire trucks. Dawn always played with dolls. George remembers this, because one day he asked her if she wanted to play with his fire truck, and she looked at him like he had cooties and wrinkled her nose like he smelled bad. At naptime, she rested far away from him, between Terry Shaw and Fiona Miller. The only boy Dawn ever smiled at was Greg Black.
George's mom picked him up early from kindergarten that day, because the teacher said he seemed 'lethargic.'
Broken hearts can do that five-year-olds.
When his mom asked him about his wobbling chin, he burst into tears and told her that he wanted to be Greg Black. His mom hugged him and said that she liked him just fine. She said being nice was better than being cool all the time.
George's second crush was in third grade. Her name was Melissa Petersen, Doctor Melissa Petersen, and she was his pediatrician when he got the chicken pox. He doesn't remember much about the whole chicken pox experience, but he's still got three scars to the left of his belly button. His mom said he was a mess and couldn't stop scratching the entire time. She said the only time he stopped complaining was when they were in Dr Petersen's office.
George remembers that Dr Petersen had wavy red hair and freckles on her arms -- lots of freckles on her arms. George has a thing about freckles to this day because of Dr Petersen's arms. He also remembers that when he came back to school, Dawn pointed and laughed with Fiona Miller. He remembers that he got knocked out in dodge ball too.
The ball was thrown by Greg Black.
Third... fourth... fifth... In seventh grade, puberty came along and Dawn got breasts, Greg grew six inches and George... Well, George didn't hit puberty in seventh grade. He did, however, meet Maxine Wallace. Max had fake tattoos and wore kohl eyeliner. She was into The Cure and liked to invite George over to her house after school. His mother would never let him go though; she said Max just trouble.
Max moved away after a year, but George remembered her for years because she was the first girl to ever kiss him. She said that he had potential and that Dawn was a slut. George disagreed about Dawn, but he was grateful to have someone on his side.
In tenth grade George got mononucleosis and missed two months of school. The entire tenth grade sent him Get Well cards. George still has them somewhere. He doesn't know why he kept them though, Dawn never signed any of them at all.
George was in college before he actually met a girl who liked him back. It was in his freshman year, and her name was Sarah Kaine. She was in his biology lab. She had blue hair and a pierced nose. She liked Proust. George thought she was the most amazing girl he'd ever met. The morning after she slept with him, she was picked up outside his dorm by this big guy with tattoos and a loud motorcycle. George has sworn off one-night stands ever since.
George suspects he would've sworn off women altogether, if Max hadn't transferred to his college in his sophomore year. George hadn't seen her in forever, and she'd gotten rid of all the crazy pasty make-up and kohl eyeliner. George didn't even know she had brown hair, but he knows that he never would've gotten into medical school without her.
He's totally understanding about her being into girls too.
George doesn't have the best luck with women; he knows this. He knows that women tend to prefer the assholes like Alex, or the hotshots like Dr Shepherd. Everybody says that nice guys finish last; George thinks that the nice guys finish last because they have to be treated for syphilis that they got because their girlfriends were fucking around behind their backs. He's kind of bitter. He has every right to be. His entire life he's had to deal with guys who are bigger or stronger or more charismatic. His entire life he's had girls who just want to be his friend. George is tired of blind dates and people thinking he's gay. He's not gay; he's just nice. He doesn't understand when that became a disease.
George wishes for a lot of things in his life: a successful residency, that everyone stop calling him 007, that Meredith actually see him for a change. But if he's learned nothing else it's that life can sneak up on you when you least expect it. After all, the last time he spoke to his mom, she said that Dawn Weingarten was expecting her third child with Greg Black –- it was just a shame that Greg had run off with Jenna from the Dairy Queen.
George isn't a big believer in fate or karma or any of that other stuff that says being a nice guy is the way to go, but he believes in himself and he believes that he'll be a good doctor one day. He knows he's not perfect, and that he really hates buying tampons just because he lives with Meredith and Izzy. One day, though, he won't have to suffer through any of this, and he'll buy himself a big house and nice car, and when he goes home to Kentucky, he'll tell all the girls who were mean to him to where to get off.
-end-
Oh, look, something that starts with 'fuck' and ends with 'off.' Impressive, no? ;)
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Date: 2005-06-29 10:03 pm (UTC)George meets girl, girl likes George, George adores girl, girl goes off with someone else, and George is left masturbating in the bathroom, getting interrupted by Izzy every thirty seconds.
Poor, poor thing. And just perfectly in character. There's not enough GA fic out there yet.
Dawn second crush was in third grade. Did you mean "his" here?
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Date: 2005-06-29 11:11 pm (UTC)I *heart* George! Yay!
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Date: 2005-06-29 11:54 pm (UTC)No worries, it's so George.
George is praying for his team, but apparently, his team can't even get on the playing field. He's not really good with the sports analogies anyway; he's never been the sporty type. He should probably leave the non-sequiturs alone, so all that comes to mind is 'fuck' because he's been here before, and he knows how the story goes.
Yeah, you got him.
Hopefully, he'll get over Meh-redith soon. God, she bores me.
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Date: 2005-06-30 05:03 pm (UTC)Meh-redith! *dies*
Date: 2005-07-08 07:56 am (UTC)Re: Meh-redith! *dies*
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Date: 2005-06-30 12:00 am (UTC)Friended, just so you know! Very excited to keep up with your amazing writing!
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Date: 2005-06-30 05:04 pm (UTC)Also, welcome to the party. Cookie?
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Date: 2005-06-30 01:36 am (UTC)}:)
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Date: 2005-06-30 04:19 am (UTC)Good story!
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Date: 2005-06-30 03:06 pm (UTC)You write a good George, dude. That was fantastic.
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Date: 2005-07-04 12:18 pm (UTC)George!
Date: 2005-07-05 04:59 am (UTC)I don't really have anything to say about that. I just love looking at it.
when he goes home to Kentucky, he'll tell all the girls who were mean to him to where to get off.
This is my favorite piece of George. His spine. At a glance he seems spineless, or that his spine is freshly emerging. That is shit. George has a spine. George is fierce - he's just nice.
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Date: 2005-07-09 05:11 am (UTC)Wonderful George fic. I adored it.
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Date: 2005-11-02 07:04 pm (UTC)I'm sure that I would've loved George anyway, but with your seal of approval, it was a done deal. Thank you.
George has a thing about freckles to this day because of Dr Petersen's arms.
For some reason, this is like the hottest thing ever. Trust me, I'm getting all stupid smiley and swoony over it.
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Date: 2005-11-02 09:45 pm (UTC)George isn't a big believer in fate or karma or any of that other stuff that says being a nice guy is the way to go, but he believes in himself and he believes that he'll be a good doctor one day.
Yes, this is George, nice but not weak.
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Date: 2005-11-02 10:09 pm (UTC)Oh, this is perfect. And wonderful. And shiny and pretty and GEORGE.
You win. You win a LOT.
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Date: 2005-11-02 10:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-15 10:25 pm (UTC)I adore this!
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Date: 2006-01-24 01:46 am (UTC)George is praying for his team, but apparently, his team can't even get on the playing field.
This so worked for me, because he seemed like a guy who would be bad with sports metaphors but still want to used them
His entire life he's had girls who just want to be his friend. George is tired of blind dates and people thinking he's gay. He's not gay; he's just nice. He doesn't understand when that became a disease.
That was one of the reasons he was so loveable, he was nice. Not "nice, but..." just "nice guy".
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Date: 2006-02-18 01:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-18 06:47 pm (UTC)And boy, but did that strike some loud chords. The whole proving oneself to the undeserving malarky? Word, George, word. Dawn didn't deserve you anyway.
See? I'm talking to your fic. That's belief for you.