Though I will still have weekly updates of "Raising Dasey" I thought I needed a more cheerful story as well :) This is your typical Derek & Casey go to Queens story with my own little twist. I know there are a million and one college stories on here, but trust me, I have plenty of ideas to keep it my own. Not to mention characters to throw you off a bit. The roommates, & friends are my own characters, so enjoy.

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xxoo,Bee.

Breakaway

Three Months;

Casey McDonald never imagined herself to be part of the group of girls that she had befriended, Derek Venturi definitely didn't imagine his keener step sister being part of one of the most well known groups of girls on campus either, but somehow thats exactly what happened.

Since Casey had gotten a full scholarship to Queens, and there was no use for the college fund that her father had started when she was five years old, as a graduation present he had given her part of the money for her own use. Though some of the money had went on clothes, this was Casey, so she did the responsible thing and put the money towards her expenses. The first thing she had decided was that she was not going to live in a dorm, she had seen the dorms on the tour, and realized that not only were they too small, they had no privacy what so ever. She began to look for apartments, but there seemed to be nothing close enough to campus that was available, thats when she had stumbled upon what was known to her peers as the 'Keener House'. When she first heard of it she thought it was some kind of joke, but after doing her research she discovered that it was one of the most well known groups of girls at Queens. Their motto being 'Party Hard, Study Harder'. Though she heard of many girls applying to live in the house, and only three freshmen were chosen every year, she still applied. As luck would have it, she'd made the cut.

The house itself was too beautiful for words. It was a two story house, with eight bedrooms, though the basement had been turned into an apartment. When all the rooms were full, there was a total of ten girls living there, with the new school year as an exception when they had let one of the girls twin sister room with her. Every girl who was accepted was at the top of their class in high school, and all of them had an intimidating list of extra curricular activities.

Derek on the other hand, hadn't been so lucky. He had been forced to dorm life, since he only got a partial hockey scholarship. On the bright side, he did luck out and get a single dorm, but Caseys closet was still probably bigger than his entire space. Not that he would know. He had already started training for hockey season, and he rarely ever saw the girl who use to live across the hall from him. Just because he didn't see much of her, didn't mean he didn't have to hear about her from everyone else though. It seemed like every girl in Caseys house was well known, and in the three months that they had been at Queens, Casey already had a reputation. Though, he had quiet the reputation himself. Just like in high school, the college girls seemed to fall for the Venturi charm without fail.

The only thing Casey and Derek had agreed to before they left for college was that neither of them would breathe a word that they were related, to anyone.

So far, they'd kept their promise to each other.

"Caseyyyy!" a very familiar voice yelled as the front door closed, Casey just rolled her eyes and didn't move from her comfortable spot on her bed. She started counting down from ten, which is exactly how long it would take Ridley to burst through her door in excitement.

"3.. 2..1.." Casey smiled to herself as a tiny brunette came through her door, not bothering to knock once.

"Get your ass out of bed, put away the books, and get ready!" Ridley squealed, nearly jumping up in down. Casey just let her eyes roll, wondering what the girl was planning for them tonight.

Ridley had been the second person in the house that Casey had met, the first being Ridleys older sister Raquel, who was a senior, and was in her own way the 'house mother'. She was in charge of hand picking the girls that lived in the house, and the only exception to the 4.0 rule, was her little sister Ridley.

Casey never imagined herself bonding so well with the outspoken girl, but somehow as soon as they had met an unbreakable bond had been formed.

Ridley was very unique to put it lightly. She stood at exactly 5'1", except the heels that were always on her feet made her 5'5". She was lucky if she could keep her weight up at 105 pounds, considering how much she ate Casey thought it was a bit strange, but it made sense since the girl never sat down to take a break from anything. Her hair was long, and a very dark shade of brown, and her eyes were big and bright, one was a pale blue, and the other the brightest shade of green Casey had ever seen for an eye color. It was one of the many things that made her unique. She was very outspoken, and as sarcastic as they came, she never held back from saying something that was on her mind, and always had a story to tell to break the ice in any situation. In the three months that Casey had known her, Ridley had become her best friend.

"Would you care to explain where we're going?" Casey questioned, giving herself a once over in the mirror. She had already showered and done her makeup, because it was the weekend and she knew that meant Ridley would find something that was a must on her list of things to do as a freshmen.

"The fact that you have to ask makes me wonder if you know me at all" the olive skinned girl glared in a playful matter, "tonight is the first game of the hockey season, which means the after party is going to be huge"

"I hate hockey" Casey growled, she'd forgotten to mention that she'd dated a hockey player in high school.

"And you call yourself Canadian, I'm from the states and I still enjoy watching guys skate around pushing each other into walls"

Casey couldn't help but chuckle at the way her friend had described the sport, it would make Derek cringe.

"Can't we just go to the party? The games are so boring," it wasn't like she'd ever been to one, with Dereks rule that banned her from stepping foot inside the rink on game day, but she was guessing it was boring.

"The only way you find out where the best party is going to be, is if you are at the game" Ridley insisted, now looking through Caseys closet to pick out her friends outfit. Casey would complain, but by the end of the night she'd be wearing one of the outfits the girl had chosen. Before she knew it there was a pair of ripped blue jeans, red heels, and a yellow tank top laying on her bed, yay for school colors.

"Don't you think that outfit is a little over the top Rid?" the blue eyed girl raised her eyebrows, but soon cowered when the much smaller girl began to glare.

"Show some school spirit Case, who knows, you might even meet a hot hockey player" and with that Ridley was walking out the door, "we leave in an hour, Bri is meeting us there, so hurry the fuck up!" she demanded, with a sweet smile plastered on her face, as if there was anything sweet about her demands. Brielle was the other freshmen who had gotten into the house. She had taught Casey to never judge a book by its cover again. Upon meeting her, Casey figured she'd be another airhead blonde who had paid her way through high school, but she was anything but that. Though her hair was bleach blonde, and her eyes dark grey, she was not the person Casey was expecting. She was tall, about 5'9" Casey would've guessed, not stick thin, but still in very good shape, but she was also one of the sweetest, and smartest people that Casey had ever met. She was a little on the shy side when it came to other people, but a total overachiever when it came to school. She spoke five languages, starred in all of her school plays, and managed to organize ten fund raisers in her senior year alone, not to mention she started a tutoring program in her sophomore year of high school. She too had become one of Caseys best friends.

Thirty minutes passed, and Casey was already done getting ready. She touched up her makeup, and put her hair into loose braided pigtails, she was surprised with Ridley in full 'school spirit' mode that she hadn't demanded her wearing little yellow ribbons in her hair.

That just left her to worry about what would happen when Derek saw her in the stands, if he did. She knew that he'd say something about her being bad luck, and no doubt would try to hit on Ridley or Brielle.

Caseys phone started ringing on her desk, snapping her out of the confrontation she was having with Derek in her head. She smiled looking down at the screen that was now flashing 'home!'.

"Hey mom" she smiled into the phone, knowing it could be no one else, her mother always called around the same time every Friday, to remind Casey to be careful if she was going to any parties.

"Hey Case" her mothers cheerful voice said on the other line, "what are the plans for tonight?"

"Well, you know Ridley.." she sighed, "shes dragging me to the first hockey game" as soon as the words were out, she regretted them. Her family always seemed to make a bigger deal out of things. Plus, they weren't exactly happy that Casey and Derek were only minutes away from each other, and still never talked.

"Dereks game?" Nora sounded shocked to say the least.

"Hes not the only guy on the team.. though he seems to think he is" she mumbled the last part of the sentence, "besides, Bri knows a couple of guys on the team, her and Ridley are pretty much forcing me to go."

"Well..if you see your brother tell him he needs to call soon, Marti is constantly talking about how much she misses him" Casey cringed at the word 'brother'. Derek Venturi would never be her brother. Ever.

"Yeah.. I'll tell him" she said automatically, "I've gotta go though mom, I think Ridley is finally done getting ready" she lied smoothly, that as the only thing that Derek had taught her how to do well.

"Okay sweetie.. we love you, be safe and remember" Nora started but was cut off by Casey.

"If I drink, don't drive, don't over do it.. I know mom, I love you too" and with that Casey hung up the phone. She loved her mom, they had always been very close, but these days it was hard to have a conversation without her mother judging her for some reason or another. She thought she partied to much, even though she kept up her grades, or was afraid that her new roommates might be a bad influence on her. She was having major problems letting Casey live her own life.

"Damn, you look hot" Ridley smiled from Caseys doorway, finally ready herself. In true Ridley fashion, she was wearing a pair of yellow leggings, a red shirt that Casey had once seen her wear as a dress, and a pair of royal blue stilettos, even her finger nails and toe nails were painted in the school colors.

"Lets just get this over with" Casey growled, walking towards the stairs, followed by Ridley who was just shaking her head at the unenthusiastic girl .

Meanwhile Derek was sitting in the locker room with the rest of his teammates, listening to their coaches 'pep' talk. The older mans vocabulary made sailors seem like saints.

"This is what we've been working our asses off for the last three months boys! Now, don't fuck up!" were the last words that were spoken before the boys slowly started to stand and make their way to the ice. Just as the other guys did, Derek looked around the stands at the huge crowd that the first game had brought. So many flashes of blue, red and yellow it almost made his head hurt. There was no denying that he was nervous, sure he had been the big shot on his high school team, but every guy on his team had been the star of their own town as well. It didn't help matters that he knew none of his family would be able to make the game. With the new baby, Edwin and Lizzie starting high school, there wasn't enough time or money to get the family in the stands. The one person he could've called was Casey, but even if he had admitted to himself in the past few weeks that he missed her, he wasn't about to invite her for the sake of their agreement.

"Damn, look at those ones" Bradley, one of the only teammates of Dereks who he could actually stand smirked, pointing out the girls in the stands, "looks like the girls from the Keener House showed too" the sandy blonde haired boy told his friend, nodding at the three girls who were walking down the steps to their seats.

Derek couldn't help but smile as he watched Casey gracefully walk down the stairs, a brunette in high heels linked to her arm, and behind her a tall blonde. He never thought Casey McDonald could be graceful, but it actually looked like the three girls were walking on air. Maybe it was just the high reputation that they had was playing tricks on his head. He also never thought he'd see the day where he was happy to see his keener step sister, he never imagined her showing up at a hockey game, even when she was with Sam she never cared much for the sport.

"I can't believe how packed this place is" Casey told her two friends as she sat down in her seat, looking to the ice to see the guys still skating out.

"Well, some people like to support their team Case." Ridley smirked, her eyes on the guys as well, "damn they're cute"

"You do not want to be a hockey girl Ridley, trust me, I knew enough of the hockey players at my school, you're better than that" she promised her friend who rolled her eyes as the game began.

"Oh! That ones good" Brielle chimed in, pointing to one of the guys, which was pointless since they were moving.

"Venturi" Ridley smiled, understanding who she was talking about. Casey groaned. It was high school all over again.

"Every time he stops he glances over here" Bri pointed out again, making Casey bite her tongue, there was no denying that he had spotted her. At least he didn't look angry, yet.

"You girls coming to the party tonight?" the girls heard a voice from behind question them, and Ridley whipped her head around to see a very cute boy smiling.

"Thats really specific" she muttered in her always sarcastic tone, "you do realize this is a college campus right? As in tonight alone there is going to be at least ten parties after the game"

The boy looked tongue tied, but still had a grin on his face as he went to further explain, giving the tiny brunette exactly what she wanted, an address.

"That one at captains house," he explained, and Ridley being the party girl knew he was talking about the captain of the hockey team, and everyone knew the house that he lived in.

"We'll think about it" she said simply, shrugging her shoulders as she turned her head back to the game, giving Casey and Brielle a smirk, obviously very proud of herself.

Most of the game was pretty much a bore for Brielle and Ridley, but to their surprise it was Casey who had really gotten into it. She was now screaming at the players on the field, in the three months that they had lived with her, they'd never heard her swear so much. She was finally understanding what Derek had always meant by 'hockey words'.

The game had been a complete blow out, which wasn't surprising. Derek was on a good team, and Casey had given up denying that the boy who irritated the fuck out of her wasn't completely worthless a long time ago. She knew he was talented, the only horrible part about that is that he knew. He never ever forgot how talented he was. It drove her insane.

Though Derek had known his team would win before hand, simply because of the other teams stats, it still felt amazing to hear the crowd chanting and screaming as the game finally came to an end. He never expected that the look on Caseys face would make his grin even wider. He'd watched her throughout the game, at first looking bored and annoyed as her friends pointed to certain members of his team, but then she started to get into it, and got the cute excited look on her face that always made him smile, even when he didn't want to. She was up on her feet, screaming and jumping up and down.

"Party at captains!" he heard his team members screaming as they made their way back into the locker room, most of them stripping down on the way.

"Word is that the Keeners are down to party with the hockey boys tonight!" another overly excited guy screamed, and Dereks grin got bigger. He hated that the word 'keener' was no longer an insult, but the word still brought a smile to his face. He hurried to shower, trying to deny that his excitement had anything to do with possibly running into the blue eyed brunette, and focused on the fact that he just experienced his first college win.

Mmkay. Next is the party :) Don't worry, a new chapter of "Raising Dasey" will be up by Monday! I just have a few last minute things to add to the next chapter.

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