Author's Note: Hey guys :) This is my 2nd Greek fic and first attempt at Casey/Cappie. We need more fics during this hiatus right? LOL. Ummm it's an attempt at multichapters; so, we'll see how it goes.

Please let me know what you think. I love all feedback so compliments and constructive criticism alike.

This takes place early on in the show. Casey is with Evan but pining after Cappie. TItle and lyrics come from John Mayer's "Edge of Desire."

"Young, full of running away. Tell me where is that taking me. "

She finished applying her eye shadow, admiring her reflection in the mirror. She liked what she saw: a pretty, confident sophisticated young lady. She looked liked like the perfect sorority girl, like a politician's son's girlfriend, and a future lawyer. Here she was, Casey Cartwright, a noble collegiate, accomplished twenty-one year old.

Once more, she looked in the mirror and this time saw her perfect mouth show the faint signs of a frown. For living the perfect life in the perfect sorority with the perfect boyfriend, she sure was unhappy. She thought everything would go back to normal since the incident, but it hadn't. Maybe on the surface, she still looked like one-half of the perfect couple, but underneath they were crumbling.

She thought she had forgiven Evan for cheating on her. Hell, she had gotten back at him. Rebecca may be her current little sis but at the time of the incident, she was a random: a freshman nobody. Senator's daughter or not, Rebecca was new on campus and at that point in time not significant in Casey's life.

For sure, what she did in return was far worse. She had slept with the one person that Evan hated most: his arch nemesis and former best friend. Casey let out a bitter laugh thinking about how much had changed since the start of college.

For a split second she smiled thinking back to the pool game and the pasionate kisses. The kisses were filled with yearning and desire and need. She didn't let her mind wander for too long. There was no point. No matter what she felt, there was no future with him. Evan was her future. Evan had plans and a dream and the Chambers name. He had Kappa Tau and partying and no last name. He was like Madonna, a one-named being.

She turned, when she heard the door open. Casey sighed in relief. In walked, her bubbly roommate and best friend to save her from her thoughts.

"Hey, Case. So you wouldn't believe the sale they had at the mall. I ended up getting two bathing suits. It was buy one, get one half off. I mean that's a bargain right?" Ashleigh explained as she dropped two shopping bags beside her bad.

"Ya, Ash. Totally. Plus you can't wear the same bathing suit two days in a row. Hello variety," Casey replied giggling.

She watched Ashleigh bend down to take the items out of her bags. Ashleigh pulled a striped bakini out of her bag and dangled it in front of her body.

"Hot right? It's DKNY too." She smiled before walking over to stuff it in the drawer with her other bathing suits.

"Oh and I got a purse too. Can't have too many Coach clutches. In fact, my new Coach clutch is an excuse to go to Dobler's tonight. You in, Case?" Ashley asked excitedly.

Casey thought about it for a moment and realized Ashleigh was right. Beer and socializing with the girls was exactly what she needed to get her mind off of her prediciment.

"Sounds like a plan. Let's go get wasted and not think about guys," she responded.

"That's what I'm here for, Case. Quality girl time it is. I'll even buy you a shooter."

Casey smiled. Quality girl time with her best friend was exactly what she needed. It was going to be a good night.

"love is really nothing but a dream that keeps waking me."

Cappie hollered as he sunk the eight ball. Taking a swig of his Natty Light, forcing a smile.

"Eight ball sunk. I win," he said grinning at Beaver.

Beaver grunted in response. "Whatever, Cap. I'm bored of being stuck in this house anyways. Let's go out and do something," Beaver whined.

"Bored? At this house? This house has everything you would need. It's a man domain. Man games, and brothers, and food, and tv are here. It's awesome!" Cappie replied, astonished.

At that moment, Wade walked into the room where the two boys stood at the pool table. He walked up to both of them, patting them on the back as he picked up Cappie's beer can and a took a swig. Wade swallowed the wonderful piss in a can, and let out a satisfied burp.

Wade gave Beaver a look. It was a Saturday night, and Cappie hadn't been out in days. Earlier that week, Beaver had mentioned overhearing Casey and Cappie having a serious discussion outside his room the night he had hooked up with Lisa Lawson. Wade smiled at the memory of the gorgeous and easy Lisa. He had run into a disheveled Spitter walking down the stairs and found out the lovely Lisa was still in Cap's room. Knowing his history and the rest of the KT's history with her, he knew Lisa Lawson was the answer to getting a much needed lay.

Context clues told him, that Casey had come over that night looking for her brother afraid of what would happen between him and Lisa. They were outside Cappie's bedroom discussing what to do about the situation, when Beaver overheard their conversation. He had told Wade they were having a moment reminiscing about losing their virginity to one another freshman year.

Ever since that night, Cappie was acting like he usually did when Casey opened old wounds. He spent a couple days scrubbing the floors and washing the windows, which was typical Cappie behavior when Casey bothered him. Usually a couple days of cleaning would result in him getting it out of his system, and then Cappie would go back to normal. This time was different. He was pretending to be happy and jovial and typical funny Cappie, but there was something different. Wade noticed there was no sparkle and substance behind his jokes and laughter. He seemed almost hollow.

Wade shuddered at the thought of that little blonde ZBZ doing a number on his president. Cappie hadn't left the house since he stopped cleaning except to to go to the occasional class. It was definately time to force him into the world. Fucking everything in site Cappie, was much better than cleaning or pouting or hollow Cappie. It was set. Tonight was Saturday, and they were going to Dobler's and Cappie was getting laid.

TBC