Title: Living On A Prayer
Rating: PG-13 [Teen]
Rating Reason: Language, Sexual Content
Summary: When Derek gets in trouble, he's forced to work with the one person he can't stand. He thought he'd get nothing but annoyance out of it, but he didn't expect to fall in love. Dasey.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Life With Derek, obviously, or dasey would be together!. This is purely for creative fun!
Prologue
"DER-EK!" Casey screamed as she looked down at her shoes. Her long, chocolate brown hair fell like a curtain over her face. She looked back up to see her amber-eyed rival. He had his smirk trademark smirk plastered on his face. She rolled her eyes as he looked down at her shoes, his brown hair falling in his eyes.
"How you got jello in my shoes in the short amount of time I was in the shower is something I will never know or understand, but you better understand I will get you back for this!"
Derek smirked even more, making Casey's blood boil. This was not the way she wanted to start off her day.
"And how do you plan on getting me back, princess?" Casey gritted her teeth. She hated when he called her a princess.
"Don't call me that jerk! How many times do I have to tell you that?" Derek rolled his eyes. "See, when you talk, I tend to tune you out at the highest level. I only listen when a hot girl or hockey is involved." Casey sighed in disgust. "Can you ever act like a human being instead of a skirt chasing jerk! Ugh, I can't stand living with you!"
Derek was now standing in front of her, challenging her glare with his very own. His smirk fell of his face as he began to talk. "And you think I like living with you? Things were better off when you and your girly, feminine, healthy eating ways weren't here. My life was perfect before you came along!"
Casey stomped her foot down hard on the carpet. "And you think mine wasn't? Going from a wonderful, clean, organized condo in Toronto, to the pigsty we live in now. I'm fine with everything now, but getting you as a step-brother was an added bonus I didn't want!"
Both teens were glaring hard at each other as their hurtful words sunk in. Derek huffed and started to walk out of her room, when he stopped at the doorway and turned around, his smirk back in place. Casey rolled her eyes and gave him a look.
"What?!" He rolled his eyes. "You know, warm jello can get very sticky." And then he walked out. Casey looked back down at her feet, her blue eyes a light gray from anger. "DER-EK!"