Global Warming

Summary: It's the last day of junior year for Casey and Derek. They're expecting the best summer of their lives, but too bad they're gonna be spending it with the parentals, and the three little problems. To their surprise, an unexpected person is also vacationing there with his family. Boy, is this going to be a heck of a summer.

(A/N): K, so this is my first story ever. This chapter is going to be in Casey's POV, I think I might switch off each chapter, I don't know yet. The first chapter might be kinda bland, but please bear with me.

Disclaimer: I obviously don't own LWD.

It's sixth period on a Friday and it seems like it would be another eternity before the bell rang. I mean I love school and all, but come on! It's the last day of me being a junior and I'm so ready to go and get me a tan. Summer is finally here and nothing, and I mean NOTHING, is going to stop me from having the most amazing summer ever...unless of course that step brother of mine, ruins it. But, this time, I'm not going to let it happen. He has ruined my life ever since my mother said "I do," to George. This summer is my summer and nothing or no one is going to ruin it.

"RRRRRRIIIINGG!!"

"Finally! If I had to be in that classroom for another second I would have killed myself already," said Emily as we were walking down the hall to my locker. "So Case, are you excited for this summer and all the cute boys were gonna meet?" cooed Emily.

"Oh Em, you have no idea how excited I am. I'm so ready to go to the beach, and the mall, and OW!" I look down and see Derek's foot, which I just tripped over. The I look up to see Derek and his dumbass hockey buddies cracking up.

"Hey, Klutzilla! They're called eyes. Use it!" Derek said matter-of-factly, and then shot me his infamous smirk.

"W-W-Well, maybe you should!" I stammered trying to save myself from humiliation with a hopeful comeback, but even I have to admit that that was lame.

"Oh damn, Klutzilla's got some pretty sick comebacks. I think she deserves a cookie now." Derek said sarcastically.

"Just shut it, Derek." I said as I shoved him into the lockers. Emily and I walked home, because I was obviously not going to get a ride home with Derek. Sometimes, I feel bad for Emily because it seems like Derek always ruins our best friend bonding times with his irrelevant, smart-ass comments. Although, not that she would mind, since she's only in love with him.

"Sorry Em, for my jerk of a step brother, Derek. Ugh, he just really gets on my nerves. Like does he have to say half the shit he says. I mean they're really unnecessary."

"No worries Casey, I understand he's an asshole, but come on now. He's way too hot to be human."

"Ew Em! That's wrong on so many levels!" We finally reached our houses and I said bye to my best friend. "Alright Em, I'll see you later. Bye! Call you tomorrow!"

"Bye Casey."

Wow, was I glad to be home. Today had to be the longest day of my life. I just couldn't wait to get inside and have a nice warm bath.

As I walked in, I saw Marti under the table playing cat, Lizzie and Edwin locking themselves up in the games closet doing God knows what, and Derek's lazyass in front of the tv. "Where are Mom and George?"

Silence. So I ask again, "Where are Mom and George?" Once again, no one replies so I went over to the tv and stood in front of it.

"Um, may I help you?" Derek asked dully and not very amused.

"Oh, so it speaks," I challenged, seeing his jaws tense up.

"I'm gonna be doing more than speaking, if you don't get out of my face." Derek threatened.

"If that was supposed to be a threat, even Marti could do better."

"Hey!" came a squeal from Marti under the table.

"Alright Klutz, can you go on with whatever rant you were gonna go on with, cuz I've kinda got a date to get ready for."

"K first, I wasn't gonna rant on about anything and second, where are Mom and George?"

"One, I don't know. Two, I don't care." He said as he got up and started towards the stairs.

"Ugh Derek, you're useless. You're a cruel, inconsiderate jerk! You know that?"

"Not caring!" he yelled from atop the staircase. I gave up and headed towards the kitchen because my stomach was growling like crazy. I grabbed a jar of peanut butter and started to scoop some with my finger until I heard the front door open. "Kids! We're home and we have some very exciting news for you guys, so get all your butts over here!" yelled George.

"Yay! Did you guys get me a pony?" questioned Marti.

"No honey, it's not a pony, but I'm sure you'll enjoy it just as much." my mother replied. Lizzie and Edwin came over to the living room deep in conversation about some "research" they've been doing for weeks now. And Derek came down the stairs slowly, taking his sweet time. Seems like he was just as excited about this as I was. Not.

As we all got seated, George started, "Kids, now we know how hard you guys have tried in school so Nora and I decided that you guys really deserved a vacation."

"Awww, noooo," we all whined. I know I'm being immature, but the past vacations with the Venturi family, or to be more specific, DEREK, have not really been the best times of my life.

"Der-rek! Where did you hide the key to my hotel room?!"

"How the hell should I know?"

"Because I saw you and Edwin sneaking in there earlier to take Lizzy and my prize from the carnival earlier. You guys aren't as sneaky as you think you are."

"Well, speak for yourself Ms. Hypocrite of the year."

"What?! How am I being a hypocrite?"

"Don't play dumb, Princess. I saw you trick the two little boys to lose so you can win the prize for yourself."

" Well they were brats and they deserved it!"

"Whatever. Maybe you should check your belongings before you go and accuse innocent people of stealing your stupid room key."

That liar! He was never going to get away with this because I know exactly what I have in my purse and there definitely will not be a room key in there. But to my astonishment, there it was. Right in front of my eyes was the key which let me in my room. I just glared at Derek and went in my room. I just wanted to shower and go to bed so that this nightmare of a vacation would be over already.

As soon as I stepped out of the shower, Lizzie came running into the room. "Casey! Casey! You have to come to the poolside RIGHT NOW!"

"Breathe Liz, calm down. Is everything alright?"

"Um, Yeah...no...kinda...just come!"

"Alright, alright. Just let me get dressed and I'll be right down." So I walked over to my luggage to grab some clothes until I saw it open with nothing in it.

"Liz, what is it exactly that's over by the poolside?"

"I'd rather you go check it out for yourself." I don't know why, but I had a strange feeling that Derek had something to do with this.

So we both ran there as fast as we can. Then I stopped dead when I saw all my clothes and bras & panties floating around in the pool. And to make matters worse, there were some super cute boys around my age in the hot tub cracking up.

"UGH!!! DER-REK!!!!!!"

"Come on guys, I haven't even told you where we were going yet!" George whined back.

"Does it really matter? I'm still gonna be stuck with you guys. No offence." Derek kicked in.

"Well, whether you guys like it or not, we're all going to California for a week!" George and my mom told us, way too enthusiastically. "Now go upstairs and start packing, because we're leaving first thing tomorrow morning."

Oh. My. God. Just when I thought nothing could ruin my summer, this comes up. And California isn't the problem...a certain step brother is the problem. A week in California with the parentals, the three little problems, and Derek. Great. Just fucking great.