Chapter 1: Weekends to Come
Casey McDonald always hated Fridays. It always put a damper on her spirits. I mean who said you had to be given off two days of school a week. Not that she minded the weekend... it was a kind of sanctuary. And she very much enjoyed her weekend. The problem was that she would get in a school drive by Tuesday, and wouldn't want to stop. It was just her way of living. Wake up, bathe, go to school, come home, do homework, study for any tests, read, and then fall asleep. Some nights she didn't even go to dinner she was too wrapped up in her studies.
For Derek however Fridays were what he lived for. Usually he could catch old hockey re-runs late at night, while enjoying a large pizza all to himself. Even if Edwin begged for a piece, since he paid after all, Derek would wave his hand at him in a 'go away' kind of motion. He loved Fridays because those were the days he could stay up all night plotting ways to annoy Casey in the morning. Or find a way to fill up his weekend with nearly pointless activities so that he only had the chance to enjoy one make out session with his 'catch of the week.'
Lizzie McDonald was quite different from her two eldest siblings. Or step as they would constantly correct her, in a fashion that simply stated they didn't want to be affiliated with the other in any way, besides being enemies. She wanted her weekend to be filled with soccer practices, long walks, books that kept her interest, and fooling around with her step brother Edwin.
He enjoyed his weekends to be full packed with ways of inventing new schemes for money, video games, loud music, and the company of his favorite person. Even if Edwin wouldn't admit it himself weeks were kind of a drag except for those few shared classes they enjoyed together. Often passing notes, or just outright muttering to each other in the back row. Not to the pleasure of their teachers however. He couldn't count how many times the two of them would be sent to the office only to endure a good talking to by the principle, which was too warped up in his action figurines.
And Marti, the youngest of this five some and by far the more imaginative wanted something to come from her weekend. She didn't want to have to listen to the arguments of her two eldest siblings over whose turn it was to use the hot water in the shower. And definitely didn't enjoy hearing the two middle siblings giggle and flirt with each other in a not-so-sisterly-brotherly-affection kind of way. Although she did find fun in the short dinners where either Casey and Derek for once were to warped up in their food to argue, and Edwin and Lizzie were free to play footsie under the table without the notice of her family. Still she wanted more. She wanted fun.