AN- hey this is my first dasey so if they seem a little OCC sorry! I tried my best. this is the first chapter and i hope there will be more but first i need some feed back. Love ya and reveiw, Caity-Lyn

Disclaimer- I do not own LWD

Don't Move

Chapter 1

A cry of Derek could be heard throughout the house. Casey had just entered her room to find all her bras now replacing her curtains in the window. She quickly ran over and took them down. She spotted a couple guys around Edwin's age that had been staring at them in awe. She shook her head wondering how anyone could be so immature. Then she remembered the task at hand and spun on her heel to head to Derek's room. She was so angry she did not knock just barged in without thinking ranting. She did not think that she should have knocked until she noticed what Derek was doing and who he was with. Casey blushed and gathered herself calmly stating, "Derek can I see you in my room please? "

Derek just shrugged and followed her out of the room, calling see ya in a minute over his shoulder to the blonde bimbo sitting on his bed. Casey started ranting with Derek only partially listening. In the end all he really heard was don't do it again yata, yata, yata the usual talk. Finally he cut her off telling her he had to go back to Stacy. Casey scowled and told him her name was Ginny. Derek decided to grant this a like I care look as he walked out of the room. Casey sighed and plopped back on her bed how will I ever get through to him? She wonders.

The next morning she is woken up to a flash. Casey rubs her eyes and sees Derek sitting at the foot of her bed with a camera in hand. He had just taken a picture of her. Casey gave her usual war cry of DEREK and gets out of bed to chase him around the house trying to get the camera. As she was running she caught a glimpse of her reflection. Casey stopped dead in her tracks. The image in the mirror was terrifying. Her hair had been gelled and styled to look like a lion's mane. Derek had used her eye shadow to color all around her eyes making her look like a raccoon. Then he had painted fake blood in two lines coming straight from the corners of her mouth. Derek had taken this a step further now she did not want to kill him she needed to kill him!

Casey charged towards Derek's room to find it locked. She looked at the clock to see she only had 5 minutes to get ready so Casey decided that Derek could wait until after school. Casey rushed to the bathroom and washed her face, brushed her teeth, jumped into the shower, and fixed her hair. When she finished she had a minute to go until school started. Casey ran into the laundry room and threw on the first things she found.

When Casey got to school everyone was staring at her weirdly but Casey was too frazzled to care. SHE HAD TO GET TO CLASS AND FAST! Casey ran to her locker threw her bag in then sprinted down the hall. Casey made it into the classroom with a second to spare. She threw herself into her seat then warily placed her head on her desk. However as soon as she put her head down the teacher came in and she had to sit up.

Class went by in a blur and when the bell rang everyone ran out. Casey finally got out behind the mass of rushing students. When she got in the hallway Casey heard a little gasp from behind her. Casey whirled around to find Emily standing there gaping. Emily opened her mouth to speak but Derek interrupted her. Derek came up snapping pictures of me liked a crazed fan. I was about to tell him to buzz off when he finally spoke.

"Love the new look Case." He said with a smirk. Then for the first time that day I noticed what I was wearing. I was in a tight black skirt that was super short on me because it was Lizzie's! However even worse was my shirt. I was wearing DEREK'S shirt! It was so long it covered Lizzie's skirt completely and it appeared I was just wearing Derek's shirt. This is why I got the wolf whistles. This is why everyone is staring at me weirdly. But that is not the worst part. Derek has both the picture from this morning and the one he just took on that camera. If those pictures get out my life is ruined. Were the thoughts going through Casey's mind.

Emily noticed that Casey was not going to do anything so she took charge. Emily took both Derek's and Casey's hands and pulled them into an empty classroom. When all three were seated Emily turned to Derek and simply said, "Why?"

Derek threw his hands up in the air and said, "Was not me! All the credit goes to Case!"

Emily throws him a skeptical look and turns to Casey, "Your turn to explain."

"Derekpaintedmyfaceandtookapicturesoichasedhimandthatmademelatesoijustthrewonclosestclothesandnowilooklikeahooker" Casey blurts out without even taking a breath.

Emily looks at her with sympathy. Derek just stares at her. "WHAT?" he demands.

Emily rolls her eyes and translates. "Derek painted my face and took a picture so I chased him and that made me late so I just threw on closest clothes and now I look like a hooker"

"You understood that?" Derek asks Emily in awe.

Emily deemed that not worthy of response and turned back to Casey. "Case I have a extra shirt in my locker but we do not wear the same size pants so you will have to stay in the skirt." With that she turned on her heel leaving Derek and Casey all alone in a dark classroom.

The room was full of an awkward silence. Neither spoke they just stood there in the dark waiting. Finally Casey broke it.

"Why are you still here?" she questioned.

Derek did not know how to respond so he just snapped a photo and left a bemused Casey standing there dazed. Why does he keep doing that? Casey asks herself as she watched him slink out of the room into the bustling hallways.

Then Casey realized that by the time Emily returned she would be really late and there was nooo way she would go to class like this! Casey sighs and resolves, one missed day of school won't hurt. Derek does it all the time and he never gets in trouble! Wait did I just compare myself with Derek? Casey shudders and sits down on a desk preparing to sit out the rest of the school day.