The Arrival
Disclaimer: I do not own Life with Derek. I, like RockerChick13, also wish that I could own Michael Seater. I'd also like to mention that this story WILL NEVER EVER be a Dasey story. I am completely against it. I personally thing SAM and Casey should be together. If you are a fan of this Dasey rubbish, you should not read this story. Thank you.
Charlie Martinez walked down the hall, searching desperately for Sam's face. She knew he would be happy to see her. She wanted also to meet this Casey girl he constantly wrote about in his letters. She's really smart and beautiful, he wrote. When she spotted a familiar face near a classroom and snuck up behind him and covered his eyes with her hands and said, "Guess who?"
Sam turned around and couldn't believe his eyes. "Charlie?" he exclaimed. He picked her up and gave her a big hug.
Meanwhile, Derek couldn't believe his eyes either. Charlie had long black hair and deep blue eyes. And a really good figure. How could his best friend not tell him he knew such a babe?
"Oh my God!" Sam said, putting Charlie down. "What are you doing here?"
"I moved back!" Charlie said. "Livin' with my uncle now."
"I just got your letter yesterday," Sam said. "I'm sorry about your folks."
Derek loudly cleared his throat. "Oh," Sam said, nearly forgetting that his best friend was standing right there. "This is Derek," he said as he pointed to Derek. "Do you remember him?"
Wait a sec, Derek thought. I know her? "Oh yeah," Charlie said, smiling, making Derek's stomach do a back flip. "I met you at Sam's 5th birthday party."
"Charlie has spent the last ten years in Argentina," Sam said. "That's where her parents are from."
"Nice," Derek said, his eyes glued to Charlie. He couldn't believe he didn't remember her.
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A couple hours later, Charlie walked into the busy cafeteria. She couldn't see Sam or Derek, so she decided to sit at a table where a girl with long brown hair was, all by herself.
"Hey," Charlie said. "Can I sit here?"
"Sure," the girl replied.
"I'm Charlie Martinez, by the way," Charlie said. "I'm a junior. I moved here form Argentina. I used to go to private school. This place is really different."
"I went to private girls school," the girl said. "Then my mom got married and I had to change schools."
"Bummer," Charlie said.
"I'm Casey," the girl said. "Casey MacDonald. I'm a sophomore."
"Wait," Charlie said. "You're Casey MacDonald?"
"You've heard of me?" Casey said, sounding surprised.
"Sort of. It's a long story."
"Hey Charlie!" said a voice coming from behind her. It was Sam, followed by Derek. They came over and sat next to her.
"Casey, what are you doing here?" Derek asked, sounding annoyed.
"She was sitting here and I came over and sat with her," Charlie said. "Do you know her?"
"She's my stepsister," Derek said. "Unfortunately. Where's your little friend Emily?"
"I don't know," said Casey.
"You can hang with us till you find her," Charlie said. "If you want."
"I can?" Casey said.
"She can?" Derek said.
"Yes," Charlie and Sam said simultaneously.
There you go. That's chapter one. Remember reviews feed my imagination so please, please, pretty pretty please, REVIEW!