A/N: This is my very first life with derek fan fic, so please review. I am also just writeing as I go along, so if you have an idea feel free to suggest it.
Disclaimer: I do not know why people put disclaimers in but I do not own life with derek, as much as I want to.
"Just go Inside Casey, I do not care what you do!"
"Fine, I will!"
Casey ran inside and slammed the door. What do I care what Derek does anyway?, Casey thought to herself. He does not even care what I think. Everything I do Derek hates! We can't even do a simple task like rakeing leaves. Casey ran up to her room and plopped down on my bed. I have to do something about this. I will talk to Paul on Monday. He always know what to do.
There was a soft knock on her door. "Casey are you all right?", Lizzie's voice said from outside the door. "Come on in, Liz".
"Casey are you ok?, I am worried about you with all this bickering between you and derek lately." Lizzie sat down next to her sister on the bed.
"Yeah I am fine. I have no clue why we fight all the time. I mean this past month we can not even get through one conversation with out some sort or insult or sassyness."
"Maybe you should go talk with that guidance counseler that you talk about.", Lizzie said suggestivly.
"That is exactly what I was just thinking." Anyways thanks Liz you helped me feel better already, and she gave her sister a hug.
"Caasseeyy, Liizzziieee, Dinner!" Nora said from down stairs. "I gues we better go down there", Lizzie said as she walked out the door.
Casey let herself take a deep breath before she decended down the stairs. She knew Derek would be angry at her still. And quite frankly she was still angry at him.
"Hey Case, can you pass the Garlic Bread?" said Edwin hungrily, although everyone had not even sat down yet. Casey passed the Garlic bread and Lizzie sat down.
Edwin right away set down the garlic bread and looked down at his plate. There has been some tense moments with Lizzie and Edwin. The family had no clue what was going on with them. Since the McDonalds moved in with the Venturi's they have always acted very brotherly and sisterly, but in their 13th year so far it has just been weird between them. Lizzie pretented to tie her shoelaces.
Derek sat down at the table. Ever since they had turned 17 it had been weird with them. All they do is fight. Casey stuck her tongue out at Derek. She knew it was juvinile but it made her feel better. Derek gave her a look. Everyone else was seated now.
"This looks great, Mom." Casey said cheerfully trying to block out the withering stares that Derek was giveing her.
"Miss Goody two shoes", Derek mumbled under her breath.
Nora looked at Derek. "What was that?"
"Nothing."
"Good."
After the family ate, a couple more odd moments between Lizzie and Edwin, and a breif session of bickering between you know whos, Casey retreated to her room. She sat down at her computer and opened up her Diary Journal software. She had been useing it ever since she moved in and she was not about to quit now even if she was 17. Casey started to type:
I hate Derek!! I mean what is up with him!! And to make matters worse George said he wants us to rake the backyard while the rest of the family goes for their anual physicals whitch Derek got in last week and I got in yesterday whitch means Lizzie will not be here to talk with me when we most likely fight again.
Casey saved the program and shut down her computer to go to bed. She into the bathroom did her business and as she was brushing her teeth there was a banging knock on the door. "Casey get out of there!" Derek shouted. "We have to get up early to rake tomorrow and I want to get ready for bed!" Casey spat. "Oookkkk your highness let me finish!". Casey spat again loudly enough for the waiting derek to hear outside the door and left. "There you go." Casey slowly went to her room, shut the door behind her, and fell into a deep sleep.
Derek finished up in the bathroom and went into his room. Ever since since the Venturi's moved in he took to drawing more. He always liked to but did not tell anyone. I wonder what Casey would think if I told her that I like drawing. Wait, what do I care what Casey would think? She obviously hates me. Whitch in turn makes me mad that she does not like, er well, tolerate me, then I fight with her. If I was not the Derek Venturi then I would tell her that maybe we should just cool it with the fighting. Derek thought as he was drawing. Derek suddenly realized what face he was drawing...the outline of Caseys face and her eyes... actually it was the spitting image of Casey's eyes. He quickly picked it up to tear it up and changed his mind. Maybe I will just keep it...if I put it in a folder behind my book shelf no one will find it. I mean it looks pretty cool. Even if it is Casey.
Derek put the folder behind his book shelf and shook the thought out of his head that Casey's eyes were beutiful. He turned out the light right along with the thought. At least so he thought...
A/N: So I hope you liked this chapter. Sorry it was kinda slow. I promise it will get better and it will have those dasey moments everyone loves! So Review, Review, Review. I will have another chapter up very soon. I will not quit on you I promise. Do not forget to add me to story watch!!
