I don't own life with derek or any of its characters.

This is the first time i have ever even attempted this so please let me know how i did.If i get positive stuff then i'll add more chapters, but if you don't like it I still appreciate creative criticism.

I tried my hardest to revise all the grammar, but I'm not really good at that. Please if you see any mistakes feel free to correct me. Now I'm going to stop typing like an idiot and let you read the story :-)

There she was looking in to her dresser mirror. She felt so many things. She felt tired; like she had lived the same day over and over since she was five. She was tired of always being so neat and studious . She was just so predictable…so… Casey. She knew that school was important in order to be the person she wanted to be , but it seemed that she buried her self in school work unnecessarily. She was always reading ahead ,always doing extra credit that she didn't really need. She wanted to be more relaxed, she wanted to live her life better , she didn't want to waste her youth. With all these thoughts rushing through her head she stood up, grabbed her back pack ,and went down stairs.

As she walked down stairs her upper body went forward. In mid air she grabbed on to the stair's had rail and stabilized her self . She looked up at what had caused her to trip and saw Derek's hockey stick.

For some reason every thing Derek did or said always made her really angry even the smallest things he did seemed like the biggest thing in the world to her. She stormed into the kitchen and saw he was still there. She gave a quick glance to Edwin and Lizzie who were whispering to each other. She always wondered what they had so much to talk about. They seemed so close and got along well like they hadn't been enforced on each other when their parents got married. Derek looked up with a neutral look on his face. He knew she was mad at him judging by the angry pout on her face ,but he never really cared.

Casey: DE-REK! U INSENSITIVE JERK!!

Derek: What?

Casey: WHY IN THE HELL DO YOU HAVE TO LEAVE ALL YOUR SHIT LYING AROUND

He looked over at Nora who was now frying bacon. It took him a while to comprehend what she was talking about.

Nora: watch your mouth young lady

Derek: And maybe if you weren't such a klutz my stuff wouldn't bother you so much

Se looked at him incredulouslyCasey: What ever

She stormed out of the house. Her feelings for Derek were unclear to her. She despised the way he always got what he wanted. Every one liked him and everything seemed to come easy to him which made him arrogant. At the same time she envied him. He was an extreme version of what she wanted to be. She knew that she couldn't change from being a drama queen to being totally relaxed in one day. If she really wanted to make a change she would have to work at it little by little. If she just changed one day out of nowhere it would seem purely cosmetic…Sure people would notice it ,but she wouldn't really change eventually she would go back to her pointless way of life. She remembered the time when kids at school started teasing her for being a "Grade Grubber". She had gone back to school the next day with clothes she claimed she just threw on (when in reality she spent an hour trying on clothes that made it look like she just threw them on), and started acting like she didn't care about her grades. She smiled, Who did she think she was fooling that day? This time it was going to be different she was going to change for her own sake not because of what anyone thought of her.

Finally she arrived at school. It took her twenty minutes but it seemed like less in her mind. She could have avoided walking for so long and driven to school with Derek ,but she was too proud to wait for him after she had yelled at him and stormed off because of something that now seemed totally ridiculous. How ever she got to school on time because since she didn't have breakfast she had an extra 10minutes and it only took Derek 10 minutes to get them to school.

She went in school and walked by some lockers. She glanced at Derek for a second and he glanced at her surprisingly at the exact same time. She rolled her eyes and kept walking until she reached her locked. She put in her combination slowly, As if she had all the time in the world. When she finally got it open she just stared at it for a while. Everything was just so organized. For some reason beyond reason that made her feel good sure she wanted to be less obsessive about where her things went ,but her locker was the perfect mixture of organization and disorganization. All her books were on top organized by order of class. At the bottom there were a few loose papers and tests she had forgotten were there. It was strange how such a small space in the middle of a hallway made her feel so calm and safe.

Emily: CASEY!! Are you listening to me?

She hadn't noticed Emily standing there. She wondered how long she had been standing there staring into space.

Casey: Emily when did you get here

Emily: I 've been standing here for two minutes trying to tell you the bell rang and your going to be late….are you ok?

The girls started walking towards their class.

Casey: Yeah Emily I'm ok…Its just I've been thinking a lot lately

Emily: Well Duh! Its what you do

Casey: What do you mean?

She was out raged

Emily: Well you do over think everything Casey…But that's a good thing …Although this being late for class thing is really unlike you.

Casey: Well I guess its ok if we're late once

Emily gave her a weird look

Emily :Are you sure you're ok

Casey rolled her eyes

Casey: Yeah

They walked in to class. The teacher didn't seem to notice they were late. They took their seats and he continued the lesson like they had been there the whole time.

The rest of the school day Casey seemed a little bit off. She Just kept thinking to herself. She spent the whole day sitting in the middle of her class (which was a change from the usual front seat she secured) and starred into space thinking about things. She was Trying to pinpoint the exact moment when she had become so predictable, and when she had become aware that she was so predictable.

She was in her last class for the day when she suddenly felt a paper ball hit the back of her head. It kind of hurt her a little but it mostly annoyed her. She looked back and saw Derek scrunching up a paper ball with a smirk on his face. She turned around and felt another paper ball hit the back of her head. She picked it up and was getting ready to throw it in his face when the English teacher said

Teacher: Ms.McDonald what do you think you are doing

Casey: He….I….DEREK

Teacher: Ms.McDonald this is very unlike you. Go To the counselor

Casey: But its not my fault!

Teacher. GO

Derek smirked as Casey got up and made her way to Paul's office. The rest of the students just laughed. When she reached Paul's door ,she opened it and with out thinking Slammed it shut.

Casey: I cant believe him its like his whole mission in life is to make mine a living hell

Paul: What did Derek do this time?

Casey: He started throwing things at me in class! And I got in trouble for it

Paul: What exactly did he throw at you

Casey: A Paper ball

Paul: Don't you think you're exaggerating

Casey: No, I got in trouble for it

Paul: What kind of trouble

Casey: Well the English teacher sent me over here

Paul: Casey you come here every Thursday

Casey: Yeah, Well not in the middle of class

Paul: Listen I've been talking to some of your teachers and they said you weren't as concentrated in class as you usually are….is something wrong?

Casey: No Paul, Other then Derek trying to ruin my life im fine….I've just been thinking a lot

Paul: Well that seems normal

Casey wondered what he meant by that. Did every one really think that she over analyzed things?

After fifteen long minutes of chatting with Paul about the small changes she wanted to make to her life she the bell rang. She left the room and made her way out of school. She was tempted to wait for Derek and go straight home like she usually would. Days like these when he didn't have hockey practice he would drive home with her. Instead she just started walking. She looked around the streets noticing things she Never knew where there. From a new restaurant to a couple of new stores. She noticed every thing she didn't have time to notice before. Sometimes she would go to the mall with Emily or the movies, But she never had time to look at the simple streets that led from her school to her house. She tensed up as she felt a car following her. She started walking faster but from the corner of her eye she noticed it was still following her. She turned around fully and noticed it was Derek's car that was following her. He rolled down the window

Derek: um…what are you doing?

Casey: What do you mean?

Derek: Listen Princess I Don't know what your having a fit about this time but just get In the car

Casey : Derek Just leave me alone

Derek: Whatever…If George and Nora ask this was your idea, I have a party to go to this weekend and I cant get grounded.

Casey: Well you should get grounded for being such a jerk. But it just so happens that the world doesn't revolve around you Derek Venturi and I am walking home because I feel like it.

Derek drove off leaving her in the middle of the side walk. She kept on walking. She wondered whose party Derek was going to. She hadn't heard about any party. Maybe Emily had told her something about it while she was drifting off into deep thought during lunch. It was really easy to drown out Emily's voice while she went on gossiping. Usually Casey would listen to Emily thorough research on boys, But for some reason today she was less then interested. Casey kept walking until she saw the most interesting little store. She was really intrigued by it. The store was really small and she could see little knick-knacks and dream catchers through the window. She went in the store . When she walked in she immediately saw a small wooden box. She walked over to the box and opened it.

In the box she saw that there were small different colored stones, here were also a few different colored feathers and they were neatly stored in different compartments of the box. That small wooden box was the most interesting thing she had seen in her life. The store owner came over as she was the only customer in the store. He was a Tall man with green eyes and balding red hair and a goatee the same shade of red.

StoreOwner: Do you need help miss

Casey: Yeah, What are all these things ?

StoreOwner: Well miss, Those are amulets each compartment has the name of what each amulet does. These are for luck, These are for love, These are for when your scared…and you'll figure it out as you use them. They have this energy that lets you know exactly how and when you should use them.

Casey: Thanks.

She picked up the small wooden box and noticed a small plant in the middle of the store. It was in a small red container. She picked that up as well.

StoreOwner: You know, They say if you talk to plants they grow faster.

Casey found that hard to believe but she thanked him for the advice

Casey: Thanks

She paid and left the store with the small plant and wooden box in her hand.

When she got home there was no one in the living room. Her Mom And George were still working and Lizzie was probably at soccer practice. Edwin had this new girlfriend and Derek was probably out with the new flavor of the week. She went upstairs directly to her room. She put the plant next to the window and put her bag down on a chair. She sat on the edge of her bed and opened the box. She saw a bright pink stone on the box it was a love amulet. She remembered seeing it when the Store Owner pointed it out to her. She picked it up. She put the box under her pillow. With the stone still in her hand she clutched it until it was tightly wrapped in her fist. She felt little butterflies in her stomach. She was becoming light headed and a smile came across her face. She closed her eyes. She heard someone open her door. She felt an energy around her It was different then anything she ever felt before. She opened her eyes and saw Derek…