Ok this idea popped into my head and it wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it down. So here it is.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Life with Derek or the song The Right Kind of Wrong

The Right Kind of Wrong

Casey watched Derek during school. He was flirting with a bunch of girls as usual. Usually it wouldn't bother her but for some reason she felt jealous. It had been like that lately and Casey was starting to freak. Derek was just as mean and rude as always but Casey wasn't as mean and rude in return and she knew that there was something going on with her that shouldn't have been.

Casey ran to her counselor and slammed the door, startling Paul. He looked up at her in shock.

"What's wrong Casey?"

"I don't know." She said and started pacing. "I mean I really don't know. Lately every time I see Derek when he's flirting I get really angry, and at home I'm not as mean to him. And when he talks to me I start to feel funny." She flopped down in the chair in front of his desk.

"God, what do I do!?" She asked him. Paul watched her cautiously.

"Could it be that maybe Derek's starting to grow on you? Honestly, to me it sounds like a crush, but because I know how much you two fight I doubt it. But then again teenage hormones are crazy." He said. Casey blinked at him in shock.

"Me? Like Derek? There is no way that's possible." She denied but then sat there chewing on her lip. Her eyes widened and she stood up.

"Well I'm going to go now. Thanks for the help." She said and left the room. Paul was nodding and smiling until she left the room. Then he sighed and put his head in his hands.

Casey ignored Derek the rest of the day and went home alone after finding out that he had hockey practice after school. It was quiet at home and Casey remembered that it was Friday and her mom and George were taking Marti, Lizzie, and Edwin on a trip, leaving Derek and Casey to watch the house. Casey went up to her room and did her homework. Near the end she started humming a song that suddenly came to her head. Then she started singing softly.

"Loving you, isn't really something I should do, shouldn't wanna spend my time with you. I should try to be strong, but baby you're the right kind of wrong." Casey smiled to herself and went to take a shower. She came back ten minutes later and put on a mini skirt and cropped halter and started singing as she went downstairs.

"Know all about, about your reputation, and how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation. But I can't help it if I'm helpless every time that I'm where you are." Casey sang and the front door opened to show Derek walking in. Casey continued singing, Derek going unnoticed.

"You walk in and my strength walks out the door, say my name and I can't fight it anymore. Oh I know I should go, but I need your touch just too damn much." Casey jumped up on the living room table and started dancing. "Loving you isn't really something I should do, shouldn't wanna spend my time with you. I should try to be strong, but baby you're the right kind of wrong, yea baby you're the right kind of wrong. Might be a mistake, a mistake I'm making, but what you're giving I am happy to be taking. Cuz no one's ever made me feel the way I feel when I'm in your arms. They say you're something I should do without, they don't know what goes on when the lights go out. There's no way to explain all the pleasure is worth all the pain. Loving you, isn't really something I should do, shouldn't wanna spend my time with you. I should try to be strong, but baby you're the right kind of wrong, yea baby you're the right kind of wrong." Derek walked toward the living room doors and leaned against the doorframe watching Casey dancing and singing on the table, in a short skirt and bare feet. Derek didn't really want to admit it but she looked sexy as hell.

"I should try to run, but I just can't seem to, cuz every time I run you're the one I run to. Can't do without, what you do to me, I don't care if I'm in too deep, yeaaaaa. Know all about, about your reputation and how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation. But I can't help it if I'm helpless every time that I'm where you are. You walk in and my strength walks out the door, say my name and I can't fight it anymore, oh I know I should go, but I need your touch just too damn much. Heeeeey, loving you, isn't really something I should do, shouldn't wanna spend my time with you, well I should try to be strong, but baby you're the right kind of wrong, baby you're the right kind of wrong, yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong." Casey finished and danced around one more time. Derek cleared his throat, making Casey squeak and fall down. Derek grinned at her.

"What are you doing?" He asked. Casey looked at him guiltily.

"Oh, um, nothing." She said quickly. He laughed and slowly walked toward her. He leaned over her, with his hands on the table on either side of her hips. He looked into her eyes and then at her lips and kissed her. She sighed into his mouth and leaned into him. He pulled away with a little grin on his face. His eyes twinkled at her.

"Sure you were." He said and walked away from her. He looked over his shoulder once to see Casey looking straight ahead with her fingers on her lips, smiling. Derek shook his head with a grin and went upstairs.

Tell me what you think! I might be able to put in another chapter if y'all like it.