A/N: If you haven't read Perfectly Imperfect, you can still read this and not be confused.

I Love My Grandparents

Disclaimer: No.

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Casey sat on her bed flipping through a shallow magazine. She heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," she called out.

She looked up as Derek walked into the room. She stood up, they were face to face. His warm brown eyes burned into her. Her pulse sped and her breathing became shallow. He slowly lifted his right hand and touched her face. She needed to be closer to him. He leaned down as she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. Derek tasted like cinnamon; sweet, yet spicy. Her mouth burned, but in a good way. Derek increased the pressure of the kiss and she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer. Derek leaned forward and they fell back on Casey's bed. Casey's legs were entwined with Derek's. She wanted to devour him in every way. Derek's hand moved under her shirt, his fingers slowly grazing her skin…

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. BEEP!

Casey's alarm clock woke her up. Her heart was racing and there was an ache between her legs. She pressed her thighs tightly together and curled up in a ball. Casey laughed. For a few seconds she had actually believed that she and Derek-ugh, Casey thought, I can't believe I just dreamed that. Why couldn't I have dreamed about Johnny Depp? Or just anyone besides Derek? Casey pulled the covers over her head. After a few minutes of just lying there, Casey finally decided to get up. She brushed her hair out of her eyes and walked to the bathroom. The door was closed. Casey banged on it.

"I'm in here," Derek called out.

"Hurry up!" Casey yelled back annoyed.

After a few minutes the door opened. Derek came out in a dark green T-shirt and some jeans. His hair was still dripping went from the shower.

"Well, don't you look lovely this morning," Derek said sarcastically as he took in her rumpled appearance.

"At least I don't smell like wet dog," Casey replied folding her arms.

"That is not true," Derek pointed at her, "I smell like citrus, at least according to the shampoo I used."

Casey snapped, "Whatever, Derek. Just move so I can use the bathroom!"

Derek whistled, "Someone needs to take some Midol."

Casey walked past him and slammed the door in his face. Casey sighed. She thought that what they had been through with Chad would bring them closer together, but their buddy-buddyness had only lasted for a few days after the game. They started bickering again when the weekend was over, but Casey was more moody than usual this morning. Casey turned on the shower and tried to forget the dream she had about her step-brother.

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When Casey finally came downstairs all cleaned and dressed, everyone was in the kitchen eating breakfast. Casey plopped down on a stool next to Lizzie. Nora was rushing around the kitchen looking for some papers.

"Alright kids, when you get home from school I want you to make sure your rooms are clean and don't make a mess downstairs either," Nora said in a rush.

"Nora, its Friday. I'm not going to be hanging around at home, cleaning my room," Derek said in between bites a cereal.

"Yeah," Edwin and Lizzie chimed in.

Casey frowned, "Don't worry mom. I'll make sure everything stays clean."

Derek rolled his eyes.

"Wait," Casey looked up from her cereal, "Why this sudden interest in how clean the house is?"

"Honey, George's parents are staying for the weekend," Nora shuffled through some drawers.

"What? How come nobody told me?" Casey cried out.

"Sorry sweetie, it must have slipped my mind," Nora finally found what she was looking for and shoved it into her bag. She kissed each of the kids goodbye and left for work.

Casey was intrigued. She had briefly met George's parents when he had married her mom, but she had never gotten time to speak to them. She looked up and saw Derek drinking from the orange juice container. She wondered what George's parents thought of their eldest grandson.

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A/N: That was sort of an intro…… hope you like it!

Emma