Okay, so I know I'm working on two stories at once, but this idea popped into my head and I had to get it on paper!
This is going to begin right after the May 23 episode; right after Rebecca asks Cappie "the question". In my version, she asks and then leaves, to let him "think it over", but she's pissed and he knows it…. Okay, just read!!
Cappie/Casey!!
I won't neglect my Leyton fanfic, but I might not get chapters up as quickly.
I'm gonna try to finish that story up before I start posting a bunch on this story, so be patient! Read and review and I hope you like!
Disclaimer: I don't own Greek or anything else. Just the idea for this story. Basically. Oh yeha, and I don't own any of the lyrics I use during my chapters.
And don't you think
I wish I could stay
Your lips give you away
--Rescued, Jack's Mannequin
Cappie stood there thinking over Rebecca's question. If the ZBZ house was burning down, and you only had time to save me or Casey, who would it be?
Cappie wanted to say Rebecca, he really did. I mean, he loved her. Right? Right, he thought to himself, but it wasn't very reassuring. Whatever, he thought. It was too big of a question to have to answer on the spot like that. At one time, he loved Casey. She was his first love. But right now, he cared for Rebecca.
Oops, he thought. I mean, I love Rebecca, right? Right, I love her, not care for her.
Capp rolled his eyes at the junior high-ness of it all. So, he walked over to Rusty to see how he was doing after Tina had told him he had crabs. Poor guy, he thought. Cappie shook his head and patter Rusty, who was sitting on the stairs leading to the bedrooms of all the KT's. "Hey, Spitter. How ya feeling?"
Rusty just sat there. Then he said, "Well, you know. Now I know what that 'itchy feeling'-"
Cappie cut Rusty off and put his hand in the air, then said, "Stop there Spitter, please, and spare me the gory details.
Rusty nodded a sad smile which made Cappie feel sorry for him. Cappie had had plenty of vengeful "fun buddies", as Rusty was calling it. None of the situations turned out too pretty, but none of them ever ended with the girl saying, "I have crabs." Sick, Capp thought. "Don't worry Spitter; I'm sure she just said that as a revenge tactic."
Rust shrugged. "Yeah, maybe. Oh well, I guess I deserved it."
Cappie shook his head. No one deserves to feel isolated because they may or may not have crabs, but okay Spitter, he thought quietly to himself.
Finally, Cappie stood up and pulled Rusty with him. He slung his arm around Rusty's shoulder and said to him, "Come on, Spitter. You need something that will take your mind off of girls and crabs." So Cappie took Rusty over to the keg and poured him a beer. Rusty was becoming accustomed to the KT way of denial, but he wasn't a drinker, not really anyways. "No, Capp, I'm good. I think I'm gonna go for a walk and go back to my dorm for the night. I've had enough excitement for one night."
Cappie shrugged, feeling sorry for Rusty, but he said he understood and let the pledge go.
Okay, I'm gonna write the next POV from Casey, but let me know if you'd rather have it be each chapter a different POV, or just random, like different POV's throughout the chapter, like I'm doing in this one!
Casey walked slowly around the CRU campus with Ashleigh. Casey had gone back to the ZBZ house to drop off her extremely drunk sorority sister, only to run into Ryan. Casey thought she really liked Ryan, but he kissed like he wanted to eat her face. Needless to say, she didn't think she'd be seeing Ryan anytime soon.
"So Casey, did he really kiss that bad?" Ashleigh asked curiously.
Casey had told her best friend about the sloppy kiss but didn't go into much detail. Right now though, she felt restless, and didn't know why. So, she told Ashleigh all about it, starting with talking to him at the party, to Calvin interrupting her every time she'd talk to a guy, to Rebecca being, well… Rebecca.
"I don't get it Ash. He was so cute and so perfect. So how could he kiss so badly?" Both girls laughed, and then exchanged stories about their worst kiss. Suddenly, a memory of kissing Cappie for the first time popped into her head. Casey giggled at the thought. She told Ashleigh. "I remember my first kiss with Cappie. It was freshman year, obviously, and we were on our second or third date. He brought me to this French movie, but there were no subtitles, so we couldn't understand any of it. Needless to say, Cappie felt bad, because he tried so hard to impress me. I thought it was very impressive that he even thought of the French movie so when he dropped me off at my dorm, I kissed him. I think he had the same idea, because he leaned in to kiss me too, but I tripped over a crack in the sidewalk." Casey laughed at the memory. "I felt like an idiot. Cappie wasn't paying attention, and was trying to kiss me and we, instead of sharing a lovely first kiss, we shared an awkward, teeth-bashing, first kiss that resembled my first kiss in fourth grade."
Ashleigh laughed. "You guys were so cute, Case, what happened?"
Casey shrugged and frowned at the sudden serious tone their conversation had taken. "I don't know. I guess life happened Ash. And the fact that Frannie urged me to break up with Cappie didn't help." Casey shrugged, and then said, "Hey, want to get back to the house? I'm getting kind of chilly."
Ashleigh nodded and both girls turned in the opposite direction to get back to reality for a little while.
So, I know this was a little short, but I wanted to set the overall tone of the story. The next one should be a little longer.
Give me some suggestions and review please!!
Xoxo-Sonya
