Author's Note: What's up, guys? Yes, here I am with a new story! Yay! Yes, of course, this will be a Dasey… I mean, what else would one write? And, remember! Casey POV through the whole story! And, I know, this was a little quicker than expected, but let's just say that homework's been put aside for a while now... Yes, I am literally obsessed with this! Enjoy!

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Far Away

Chapter 1

Prologue

The car pulled up into the driveway. Here goes nothing, I sigh.

I open my car door as my Mom stepped out, carrying my bags.

We walk up to the front door. Mom twists the knob, and there.

There it is. Ah, it feels like I haven't seen it in forever—

Actually, that's kind of true.

Okay, okay… Let's back it up a little…

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I wake up to find myself wrapped inside his strong arms. Looking down to see he isn't wearing anything, I grin big at the memory of last night's… "encounter." Sure, I guess you could call it that.

Aww… Just look at his CUTE boyish sleeping face!

Suddenly, he moves. "Ahhhh…" he moans, yawning.

"Derek! You're up!" I said as if I've been up for hours, not the last two minutes.

He smiles. "Hey…"

Suddenly, I feel hot, moist lips caressing down my thin neck.

Okay, I get it! Having sex with your step-brother is… weird… But, you should know the story first, so just shut up and don't judge me!

First- My Mom and Derek's Dad, George, married like… two years ago??

Second- I get three new step-siblings… Great…

Third- I meet the one and only, Derek.

Fourth- He starts being the annoying, ignorant step-brother I've always wanted. But, he's… different… He was the only one who even dared to change the "Casey Rules." He'd rebel against complete reasonable things, like fighting for something you believe in, or just doing your English homework! I mean, I am really the only one who would rather be studying than getting drunk at an under-age party?

Fifth- I develop, believe it or not, a complete lust for Derek. Our nonsense fights turn into more... romantic things. Our heads will go a little bit closer… Our bodies will nearly be touching each other… He brushing his shoulder against my chest to be obnoxious makes me stares into his cute brown eyes as he walks away in victory or defeat. The way he pushes me to the edge, going completely past my morals, but it felt good.

Sixth- Oh, that wonderful day! It was a Saturday afternoon, and we were home alone. I was storming into my bedroom after one of our fights over who got to use the peanut butter first, and as soon as I closed the door, it didn't hear it closed shut. I turn around to see Derek there.

"It's just peanut butter, Case. Calm down," he had said so slowly and calmly I didn't believe Derek of all people was saying it.

"Calm do-"

I was interrupted by his lips crashing against mine. Okay, so it was a pretty hard kiss, but it felt so right.

Oh, yes. I kissed right on back. He placed his arms around my waist as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

Suddenly, I felt hands go down into my khaki skirt, and down into my lace underwear.

I just gasped and let him go deeper. I licked my lips against his lips, begging for enter. Quickly, his mouth opened, and I slipped my inexperienced tongue into his mouth.

His hands roamed up, and slid under my shirt. But, being me, I stepped back. Hell no. I was NOT going to make out with my step-brother!

Okay, I admit it… I really, really wanted it to happen, but I just couldn't… I mean, STEP-BROTHER? Please, if I couldn't be more of slut myself!

Feeling his lips against mine, like they are now, reminds me that I really should've let him continue. But, everything's good now. I mean, I am in his bed, naked, kissing him passionately, right?

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Guess what!

Knocking up with Derek just got me way past my "Casey Rules."

After a while, I started throwing up. My Mom started to get suspicious. She took me to the doctor's.

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The doctor came back in with a clipboard in his hands. "I'm sorry, Ms. MacDonald. I'm afraid you are pregnant."

Then, just as I thought, my Mom literally stopped breathing. "Mom… Mom…" I started to fan her face with some paper the doctor gave me. "It's okay, Mom. I'm going to be okay…"

She bolted right back up at that. "BE OKAY?" she barked. "You? Be? Okay?? Casey! You're pregnant! And at sixteen! CASEY!"

"Mom, seriously. I'm going to be okay."

"But, Casey! You broke up with Sam! You don't have a boy friend!"

I bit my lip. "I know…"

She turned to my doctor. "Do you know whose baby it is?"

He sighed. "I'm afraid the baby belongs to your step-son, Derek Venturi.

Now, my Mom fainted.

"Mom!"

"Casey?" Dr. Jones asked.

I turned to him, letting my tangled hair go in front of my teary face. "Yeah?"

"When was the last time you had intercourse?"

I looked up. "Uhh… three days ago?"

"Do you know how many times you've had intercourse with Derek?"

Why did he want to know so much about this? Is it a doctor thing? "About… umm… a lot?"

"I'll take that," Dr. Jones answered as he went to my fainted mother. "I'll try to wake her up." He walked over to the counter and got a cup of water. H splashed it right into my mother's face, making her making blur.

Clearly disappointed at the wake up call, she groaned, and sat herself up. "Thank you, Dr. Jones."

Why does Mom play polite when she's obviously angry? Is it a bad thing not to? "You okay, Mom?" I looked at her, and I saw silent tears trickle down her face.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Case, we better go. Thanks again, Dr. Jones." She took my wrist before I could do anything, and walked us out of the office.

And we were silent the entire ride home.

And, believe it or not, a few more days.

And then weeks.

Until one day, Mom walked into my room, slightly knocking on my already opened door. "Hi."

I turned around in my chair and looked up from my French homework to see her there. "Hi," was all I said back, feeling uncomfortable talking to her after this long time. By now I was at least two months along.

Derek and Edwin and George started to wonder why Mom and I weren't baking cookies anymore with each other, or why we didn't even like to go near each other, but then shrugged it off and decided it was a girl thing.

"What's up?" I ask quietly, breaking the awkward silence.

"I have something to tell you."

I was hoping it was something like "I'm okay with you pregnant and let's work together," but, no. That's definitely not what happened. If she had said that, my whole life would've gone differently. "What?"

"I found a boarding school in California that's for pregnant teenagers," she answered, apparently quite happy with the idea. I, on the other hand, didn't like where this going already. I can only guess what's about to happen…

"So, I decided that because you probably don't want to be showing at your school, I thought it would be a good idea to go at that school. It's called Greenfield Hall. I think it's a lovely school. I know you'll like it, Casey." She touched my hand and brought it into hers.

I should've known. The only reason Mom would ever come into my room is to tell me something so spectacular! "Wow," I said quietly, trying to make myself look like I liked it.

Since Derek found out I got pregnant, we stop our… whatever we did. We kissed more than having sex, but still it didn't feel like what did before. Sure, we still a big lust for each other, but it seemed to fall apart slowly. I guess Derek felt bad…?

But, wait. This is Derek we're talking about.

He started avoiding me, almost. Soon, he stopped coming at night. Soon, he never even said a word to me. Soon, we rarely saw each other again.

But, I know he doesn't feel this way, but I truly love him. It's not just some crush, it's true love. The big red heart.

And I know he doesn't feel the same way.

"Yeah, Mom. I guess that sounds cool."

She smiled, which I haven't seen her do in a while. Great! Now she's pouring on the pity! "Great! I already sent an application. You're leaving in a month." She kissed my forehead and patted my hand and walked out, still smiling.

Now I really felt bad. She really wanted me to go there. Was she just trying to get rid of me? Why was this so important to her?

For awhile, I just sat there, staring at my carpet. I only moved until George called me for dinner.

Just my luck. Mom talked about that Gwenfield Hall or whatever it was called.

"George, remember that boarding school I told you about in California?" Mom asked aloud, as if not only to George, as she cut her chicken.

"Yeah. What about it?" George answered while stuffing potatoes into his mouth.

"Well, I thought since Casey is 'expecting,'" Mom said for little Marti's sake, "we should have her go there until she ready."

"Whoo-hoo! Space Case's moving out!" Derek shouted, throwing his hands up in the air.

I gave him a look. "It's only for a few months, Derek."

"So?"

Between all this, Lizzie's face started to look worried. In the middle of when we were fighting, she said, "Casey's leaving?" Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to Lizzie. "Casey's leaving?" She repeated a little bit louder.

"Well, yeah, Liz, but it's only for a few months. I'll be back before you know it," I said, reaching over to out my hand on her thigh.

"Okay…" Lizzie said, a few tears falling down her cheek.

"Aww… Lizzie… Come on. You wanna go talk?"

She nodded silently and followed me up the stairs to my room.

"Girl thing," Edwin, Derek, and George said in unison and went back to barbaric eating styles.

"Lizzie, I didn't know you'd be crying about this," I said as we entered my room, shutting the door behind me.

"It's just that… I don't want you to go…"

Hey, Lizzie and I had been pretty close.

"I'll be back before you know it, kiddo. It's gonna be okay…" I rubbed her back as she leaned into me.

"But you can't leave me with… them…" she laughed, but since she was crying, you really couldn't tell which she was doing.

I laughed, too. "It's gonna be okay… You know I'm just a call away. You can write me. Don't worry, kiddo, we won't ever lose touch."

She smiled. "Okay… I guess so…"

"Now, you gonna be okay?" I said, getting up.

"Yeah…" she answered, also getting up. She hugged me and walked across the hall into her bedroom.

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So, yeah.

I was going to the states and to some boarding school with other girls who got knocked up and that's final.

Better start packing.

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-Tell me if I should continue! Criticism appreciated! Review, please!

Much love;;

Lili