Casey's POV

My first day at my new school was nothing wonderful or memorable. In fact, it sucked, not knowing where my classes where, not knowing anyone, and getting hit on by random guys. When I first met Derek Venturi he was one of those guys who hit on me, actually the 3rd one to do that. So when he approached me I was already sick of it so I just blew him off. He was cute, I loved his eyes which were dark but not to where it seemed like he was devious or sneaky, but they seemed generous and compassionate. Anyway after I walked away from him I bumped into him again after school when I was walking home.

"Hey no name." he said running up beside me smiling.

I rolled my eyes "What do you want?"

"Your name would be good." He was very smug but surprisingly charming at the same time.

"I don't think so."

"Why not?"

I stopped walking and turned to look at him. "What would you do with my name?" I started walking again.

"Ok well how about you tell me your name on Saturday when I take you out." he would not give up. He was like an annoying little dog that was following me home no matter what I said to him.

"Once again, I don't think so."

"Why won't you give me a chance?"

"Well, a) I don't know anything about you. B) you seem like another arrogant guy who thinks all the women in the world should fall over themselves wanting to go out with you. And c) you aren't a one girl type of guy from what I see." I started walking a little faster. "Do I have you pegged?"

I suspected Derek to turn and walk the other way from what I had just said to him. I suspected him to give up already but he continued walking with me and replied "Yeah, you got me pegged pretty well." I rolled my eyes again. Before I knew it Derek gently grabbed my arms and turned me to where I was facing him. He looked at me up and down almost like he was studying me. "You're a workaholic." he said.

"What?" I asked wondering what he was talking about.

"Yeah, and you like to read, write poetry, and you look like the type of girl who likes…musicals, yeah that's it musicals. Do I have you pegged?"

I was shocked, how could he tell all that about me just by looking? He was a smart guy, smarter then he led everyone to believe. "Yeah you pretty much got me pegged."

He smiled "I thought so." He and I looked at each other; we were studying each other, every line and every scar. He was really cute but I remembered I made myself a promise: no boyfriends, especially boys like Derek who cared more about appearances then his future.

I moved away and turned to walk into my house which I didn't even realize was there. "This is me." I walked up the steps and was about to open the door.

"I still don't get a name? I mean I did walk you home."

I smiled and searched for my keys. Derek began to walk away until I shouted after him. "Hey!" He turned around. "Casey. My name is Casey."

He smiled that perfect smile of his and said "Nice to meet you Casey." then he walked away.

I smiled then I quickly stopped when I remembered my rule of no boys. I pulled out my keys, opened the door, and walked in trying to keep the smile off my face.