Disclaimer: I do not own Life With Derek
This story take place right after the last line in chapter six of Shaken so if you don't read that you're missing out, although you can probably figure out what has taken place. But Shaken is only seven chapters so I highly suggest reading that first. Otherwise, enjoy!
"Of course not," he said and tried to look disinterested in her. Liar, liar, liar, the voice in his head screamed at him. He saw the look on her face like she had just been punched and it hurt him. She looked to his left, and he knew she was looking at his screen. He reflexively took a step to the left to block her view. She turned away from him, walked out the door, and shut it behind her. He let out the breath that he had been holding. His shoulder slumped as he relaxed a bit. He stared at the screen with the document that was almost like a journal. He prayed she hadn't been able to read any of it. He considered deleting all of it for a moment, but he decided against it. No one came into his room. Plus, if they went on his computer they would never open up the document titled "Essay for Crazy Mrs. M," that referred to his English teacher last year, Mrs. Miller. He closed out of it and leaned back in his chair.
He had never expected Casey to come in here and ask him that. He knew that she would notice his change, even if no one else had, but he didn't expect her to call him out on it. He had fantasized about it, of course, her coming into his room and telling him she wanted to be with him. Or even if she just wanted make out with him, he would've been up for that too. But she wanted him to tell her first, and he just couldn't. Not without being sure that she felt the same way, and from how uneasy she was around him now he knew that she didn't really like him. Of course she doesn't like you. You're the complete opposite of her. Sam is more like her and that didn't even work out. You'll never be with her.
