Music To My Ears Chapter 1: Preface, a life with derek fanfic

A/n: I've been snowed in for four days now. Boredom is slowly crushing my soul... so I thought I'd write a new story. Don't you love me?
It's an AU – but please still read it? I'm hoping it's going to be good.
It's time to crack open those fluffy, deluded songfics that make everyone cringe so badly. Soz guys, but it is time.
But besides this fic being uncannily cheesy, I'm going to try and make it as life like as possible. If that's possible. This fic is just for fun, so don't judge me on my totally crap writing skills.
Why did I choose Life With Derek? When I am not a huge fan? Well, I have been watching it the past four days – to maintain some hope of sanity – and I am a HUGE Dasey & Lizwin shipper.

So here goes… I'll be introducing a lot of OCs, no doubt :D

Disclaimer: I own nothing that you recognize from the Life With Derek TV show or any of the songs used.

Preface

Casey McDonald pulled her hairbrush through her hair – raked more like. "I can't believe him!" She thundered. Her friend Emily gave her a sympathetic look as she pulled Casey's books out her locker.

"Look Case, I am sure he didn't mean too and stop worrying, it really doesn't look that bad," Emily smiled at her and Casey shook her head. Replacing the hairbrush with Casey's books, Emily then put the hairbrush back into Casey's very organized and neat locker, slamming it closed when she had finished. Casey was still shaking her head, "no he deliberately paid attention in home ec so he'd knew how to bake cupcakes and then he deliberately asked Ralph to get the flour so he could make sure he tripped at the point where he walked past our station." Emily cleared her throat, twitching uncomfortably.

"Don't tell me you didn't see him laughing and high-fiving his friends when the whole bag of it went in my hair?!" Casey demanded, her blue eyes bearing a glint of pure hatred for only one person… Derek Venturi.

"I wouldn't worry, you two will be best friends by the end of the day," Emily mumbled. Casey's ears caught her making a sound, "pardon?" Emily's eyes darted from her best friend too down the hallway. "Oh, Mr. Kilpatrick is posting the grades for our Chemistry test up!" Emily grinned, more to the fact that Casey hadn't heard her. Emily linked arms with Casey and steered her to the Senior Notice board.

Emily raised her fingers and trailed down until she found her name, "B-… not bad, not bad at all! How did you do Case?" Casey seemed to have a little more light behind her eyes now, "I got an A." Emily smiled at her friend, "well done!"

"Thanks," she gave Emily a quick hug. When they had regained their original positions, someone called Casey's name. She looked behind her to see a group of girls sniggering and pointing. Then one called, "I think you have something in your hair." They all doubled over in laughter and stalked off. The light behind her eyes had definitely gone. She had to get him back.

"Excuse me," a tall, skinny redhead asked her politely. "Oh sorry," Casey replied, and her and Emily moved over. The girl signed her name on a sheet of paper on the Notice board then walked away.

Casey glanced at the piece of paper.

Seniors needed! This years Senior Musical needs you!

It will be an original piece, the script written by me. The songs used will not be original though, they will be songs you most likely to listen too. I thought that may get more of you to sign up?
If you would like to audition please sign your name below. And once you have signed up, there is no backing out. Please do not cross your name out if you get sudden last minute nerves, talk to me about it at the audition. But I cannot promise that you will still not have to perform. And to make sure you do not cross your names out, I'll be making a note of all the auditionees' names every hour. A slash will be put besides your name once I have it on record.
Yes it is true, I am changing the audition styling this year, if your name is put down below, I will call you all individually too the theater – I'll let you know when you should come two days in advance so you can get together your audition. I need to see you sing a song, perform a 45second dance routine and read a part of the script I will give you.
The deadline in Monday the 21st January. GET SIGNING.
Ms. Graham.

An evil smile spread across Casey's lips. Emily noticed, "Casey... What? What Casey?!" But Casey did not answer her; instead she pulled a pen out of her pocket and proceeded by signing someone's name.

When she pulled back, Emily read what she had done. "Oh, he's going to be pissed Case!" Casey stuck out her bottom lip, mockingly. "Bo, ho – and I'll tell him to go cry me a river. Derek messes with me, I'll mess him right back."

Derek and his friend Sam were walking down the hallway together, "I need to go check what I got in Chemistry." Derek paid no attention to what Sam was telling him. Instead he had his eyes glued to the Girls Volleyball team who were now exiting the gym. "Dude!" Sam clapped his hands in front of Derek's face.

"Alright, alright. Do I have to come with?" Derek's eyes were beginning to fall back onto the girls. "It's opposite the Girl's Locker Room," Sam bargained. "Onto the Notice board we go!" Derek shouted, raising his left arm in a Superhero stance.

"Crap, I got a D. Mom's gonna totally screw at me!" Sam complained, while Derek leant with his back on the wall watching the Girls Locker Room door.

"Don't worry about it Sammy, I'll ask Casey to help you out," Derek replied in a monotone voice – still memorialized by the door. "What makes you think she'll do anything for you after what you did earlier?" Sam shook his head at the memory.

"Listen, I've lived next door to Casey my whole life. I've know her forever. We always pull pranks on each other and by the end of the day we are fine. And if we're not, I'll just threaten to not give her a lift to and from school." Derek smirked, his famous smirk.

"You'd never let her walk, D!" Sam chuckled, "I know." He replied, chuckling as well, "but you should see her face when I threaten her. Priceless."

Derek regained his original position, staring at the entrance to the Girls Locker Room, while Sam looked over the Board. He suddenly burst into a fit of laughter. "I… knew you… liked… musicals, D!" He said between laughs.

"What are you talking about you freak!" Derek looked at his best friend like he had lost his mind. Sam, still laughing, pointed at a Notice and Derek pushed him out the way so he could take a look.

Seniors needed! This years Senior Musical needs you!

1. Betsy Livingston /
2. Carla Shawn /
3. Ben Simmons /
4. Thomas Cole /
5. Matt Steinbaker /
6. Debbie Potter /
7. Derek Venturi /

"WHAT?!" Derek fumed. Sam, who'd now recovered, patted his friend on the shoulder. "I knew it! Marti didn't make you watch High School Musical – you made her!" Derek pulled him into a headlock. "Get me a pen!" He ordered and let go.

"Okay, okay," Sam raised his hands in a form of surrender. He opened his satchel and pulled out his pencil case. "Who do you think wrote it anyway? Because it obviously wasn't you." He asked.

"I know exactly who wrote it." He grabbed the pen off Sam.

7. Derek Venturi /
8. Casey McDonald

He smirked and began to walk away, Sam running after him. "Shouldn't you cross your name out, as well?"

"Can't, Graham has already seen that I signed up," Derek clenched and unclenched his fists; "I just won't turn up to the audition."

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