a/n: This is a story that i thought of. I don't know if its okay. Why don't you tell me. It seems a little weird to me, but tell me if you want me to continue this or not.

Disclamer: I don't own anyone possibly the weird people that i make up but i'll tell you

Chapter: Black Corset

After a very long hockey game Casey was finally at peace at home. Everyone was asleep. It was just her in her room staring out the window gazing at the stars. Since her room was right next to Derek's she always heard his on going "love" affairs. The usual pounding noises for about 3 minutes. It was quite amusing to her to hear how long Derek lasted. The longest was 7 minutes. Then after they leave it sounds like crying. Not a girl by the way although it sure sounds like a girl. If he knew that she knew he'd be toast. But tonight, the sounds were different. It sounded like banging, it sounded like crying, but something was different. Something was wrong. She slowly crept out her room and tapped on Derek's door lightly. The door swung open and he pulled her in closing the door.

"Derek what are you doing?" She asked. The room was dark. The only light in his room came from his computer.

"I need your help with something." He said heavily breathing.

"With what you sick perv." She demanded.

Derek looked over Casey wearing a very sexy outfit. It was a black laced up corset with matching panties and her hair was hung over her shoulders.

"Wait, what the hell are you wearing?" He asked.

"I have to wear it." She said assuring him.

"Why must you wear it, what are you impressing the bed sheets cause I know your not getting any action."

"My therapist told me to wear it to gain my self confidence. Unlike you, the conceded jerk that you are, I actually have low self esteem. It's supposed to make me feel sexy." She said.

"Well it's not working." He said smirking. It actually was working. It was working on him at least. But who would admit that.

"Whatever, now what do you want." She said.

"I don't need your help anymore you helped me. Now leave we will never speak of this again." He said pushing her out into the hallway.

"What's there to tell we didn't do anything?" She said.

"Trust me Casey, you did a lot." He said then slammed the door.

Casey walked back to her room weirded out. She put that behind her and went online. She looked in her buddy list and no one was there. She decided to go into a chat room. She was that bored. She knew that nothing but pervs were on there but what else could she have done. As she signed on as blackcorset101, she heard the pounding in Derek's room again. Eww, is Derek doing what I think he's doing? Eww, is that why he needed me? Oh my god I'm gonna puke. She bent down in her chair her stomach was hurting. Then she heard a noise coming from her computer. Someone was private messaging her. She looked up and saw the screen name Hockey4life. Just great…another obsessed hockey fan. Why do I keep attracting these guys? They're all into sports. First its Sam, then Lizzie's coach, then Max. If he's anything like Derek I'm going to kill myself.

Hockey4life: Hey…asl

Blackcorset101: 16/f/Ontario

Hockey4life: me too.

Blackcorset101: So you're a girl from Ontario?

Hockey4life: No, lol I'm a guy from Ontario.

Blackcorset101: Really…and why don't I believe that.

Hockey4life: I guess you'll never know. So why is your name Blackcorset101 is it because you're wearing a black corset?

Blackcorset101: Wow, you're really smart.

Hockey4life: I try.

Blackcorset101: So what's your name boy from Ontario?

Hockey4life: Hockey4life

Blackcorset101: So I guess Hockey is your life.

Hockey4life: Yeah it is, that's all I do. I had a very tiring game today. It was so long. And I'm beat. I wanted to come on here because I was bored and you seemed pretty interesting.

Blackcorset101: Really so it wasn't the black corset thing going on that attracted you?

Hockey4life: Well, that too lol. So what's your name?

Blackcorset101: You don't give me your name, I don't give you mine.

Hockey4life: That's kinda cool though. This can be one of those weird things where we talk all the time and I don't know you're name. So tell me about yourself.

Blackcorset101: Well I'm a girl for one, I take my education very seriously, I'm a very deep person, I love tofu it's like my favorite, um and then there's my family. Nothing much you can say about them, except my annoying brother.

Hockey4life: What's wrong with him?

Blackcorset101: Well he's just annoying. I really hate him. I know its wrong but he just doesn't get me. I'm sure he hates me too but I don't mind. I have this favorite TV show called Life With Jared. It reminds me so much of my life. The whole dysfunctional family and the teens that hate each other. My family doesn't like the show because it sounds oddly like our own. Too much actually.

Hockey4life: your brother really can't be that bad. He has to have good moments doesn't he?

Blackcorset101: Nah, not really it's really funny. He doesn't know this but at night I can hear him in his room with his "sluts" and he does them for like, 3 minutes and then cries. It's hilarious. If he knew that I knew he would honestly kill me lol.

Hockey4life: Wow, that's …very interesting. I don't want to be a dork or anything, don't tell anyone but I watch Life With Jared also. I hate Jared because he's such a bitch. Nobody acts like that.

Blackcorset101: My brother does.

Hockey4life: The only one that is kinda like my family is my sister. She's kinda like that but offish. See, Monica in the show is too stuckupish. I definitely know that my sister is a wild girl. She sneaks off all the time with my next door neighbor. Who is a girl. I've had these weird thoughts that they're lesbians.

Blackcorset101: So you get off on that?

Hockey4life: Kinda lol

Blackcorset101: Even though that is so wrong I have to laugh.

Hockey4life: Well, what can I say? Lol Anyway I'm really tired and I should be getting to bed.

Blackcorset101: Alright I'll talk to you later. Email me at Okay, good night.

(Hockey4life has signed off)

After the very interesting conversation with the very mysterious guy she lay in her bed happy. This guy was alright. Even though they didn't talk very long she was fine. Derek had finally turned off his computer probably watching porn and got in his bed. She hears everything that goes on in his room. As he probably hears everything that goes on in her room. He had stopped doing what he was doing about the middle of her conversation with the mysterious guy. She closed her eyes about to enjoy the silence before she went off to bed, when Derek was at it again. God, can he stop?