Alright guys, so since I see no one wanted me to do a sequel to my LWD story My Beautiful Consequence, I just decided to do a new one. I have no idea where this idea came from, but it's a new year and a new me so I will try to get it rolling. Because I start college in the fall, I want to get as much as this done as possible. Which means I'm going to try and update as much as possible. Hopefully this story will be done by August, when I start my first year of college. I had finals last week and I don't go back to school until Wednesday so I wanted to put this up before I started my last semester of high school. So I hope you guys enjoy this story! I've never written something so deep before so I imagine I would get some results. The idea comes from the movie Raising Izzie. So without further ado. Here is the first chapter of… Raising Lizzie.

P.S. There will be some changes with this story.

*Will Dasey be in here?

-Yes I plan for Dasey to be in this. It will happen later on however. Maybe even some Lizwin I would have to see.

*George and Abby ARE STILL TOGETHER! I will have them be in a divorce later in the story, but for right now they need to be together.

*I DO NOT plan out these stories. I just wing it when a thought comes to mind. That being said, Casey will be very OOC in this story. I want to say she will be the only one, but I'm not sure yet as I do not plan out my stories much.

*THIS IS AN AU! Meaning, Derek and Casey are NOT step-sibs in this story.

Disclaimer: I own nothing that you have seen or heard in both Life with Derek and Raising Izzie.

*Casey*

Finally, things start to go my way. I mean, after a year of going to shelters, eating in soup kitchens, and living on the street things are looking up. Not to mention, raising my eleven-year-old sister wasn't icing on the cake. You see, both my parents died in a house fire when I was fifteen and Lizzie was ten. Things started to go down from there. We started to run out of things. Money, food, and soon our house. It's been a year since the dreadful accident, but I have been trying to provide for Lizzie and I. After some time, I had us catch a bus to London, Ontario. I managed to get a sweet job over the summer, and I finally had enough money raised to get a house. A little small one, but still somewhere to live. I enrolled Lizzie and I into school. I needed an education in order to be taken seriously, and I didn't want Lizzie to grow up like this. Hopefully she never had too, a kid should never have to go through this. Anyway, we got off the bus and walked into the neighborhood with just the clothes on our backs, and the bags I snagged before the fire burned them to nothing. After about ten minutes, we finally approached the small little house. The house had two bedrooms and one bathroom. A kitchen, living room, and a nice little backyard. Hopefully we could live here for a little while without any issues. I would get a job during the school year and help keep the money flowing. We walked toward the house, and Lizzie looked with awe.

"Do you like it Liz?" I asked and she nodded rapidly.

"How long do you think we can stay here Case?" She questioned and I sighed.

"Hopefully until you go to college kiddo." I told her. If I would get the job, then hopefully I can make enough money for the both of us to at least go to community college.

Because of the fire, both Lizzie and I skipped a year of school. Her fifth grade, me ninth grade. But luckily, we both used to get stellar grades and I talked to Lizzie's principal and my principal about our… predicament. They didn't report us thank gods. So now, we would still be on track. Her going into the sixth grade, and me going into my sophomore year of high school. We both start on Monday. We walked into the house. It was completely bare, but hopefully I could make enough money to buy us some furniture.

"Pick a room Lizard. Put your stuff down and then I can use the left over money to get us some food for the weekend." I shouted as she ran up the stairs.

"Ok Case." She shouted back. I laughed at her enthusiasm. But I understood. We haven't lived in a house in almost two years, and for her to have her own room again was perfect.

I climbed up to my own room and put my clothes inside my closet. Folding them, and laying them safely on the floor. I grabbed my bag with my I.D and wallet inside, then met with Liz downstairs.

"Ok Lizzie, we are going to the grocery store to get some food as well as some pots and pans to make any food for the weekend. Tomorrow, we are going to shop for beds and bedding and then Sunday, we are going to get some school supplies. We both start school on Monday. Sound like a plan?" I explained and she nodded.

"Alright let's head out; I have a map so we can find the store." I told her. As we left the house, I notice a green car pull up to the house across the street from us. The person who got out looked about my age. A teenage guy. We locked eyes for a few seconds before he finally looked down and went into his house. I shook my head at the weird experience and treaded down the road.

After about twenty minutes, we found the market and started loading up on supplies. I bought some meat, drinks, bread, as well as pots and pans, and other things food we needed. Because we were there, I also bought some towels, wash cloths, shampoos and conditioners as we haven't used those in a couple of weeks. We could finally take a decent shower. I lastly grabbed a pair of pjs for each of us for the night, some bowls and plates, and some utensils (forks, knifes, spoons). I didn't want to spend all of the money I had left from my job, so I called it a night. I paid for all of the items, and we started our trek to our new place. My summer job was at a fancy restaurant in Toronto, and the customers were huge tippers so I had a lot of money saved up. I unlocked the front door and Lizzie helped me put all of the stuff away. After no time we were done.

"Lizzie, do you want some ramen?" I asked her and she nodded.

"Yeah I could use something warm in my stomach right now." She said and I laughed, agreeing with her.

"Same. I'll make us some. You go and take a shower and put on your pjs. By the time you come back, the soup should be ready." I told her. She agreed and ran upstairs. I could hear the water start to run from here.

I shook my head and started to make the ramen. Lizzie likes hers from the instant ones in the microwave, while I like the ones that you make on the stove. Hers was done before mine, so I poured the contents into a bowl I bought and sat it on the counter. When mine was done, I repeated the same thing I did with Lizzie's and sat mine on the counter too. Before I could even take a bite of mine, Lizzie sped down the stairs. She picked up her spoon and was about to take a bite before she noticed my look.

"I smelled it from upstairs and I was extremely hungry." She cried sheepishly. I laughed at her and told her to eat. We hadn't eaten anything since we left toward London, so I completely understood. We ate our dinner in silence for the next few minutes and soon we were done. It was about eleven pm by the time we were done, and it was time to go to bed.

"Ok Lizard, time for bed." I told her and she complained a little.

"But Casey…"

"No buts. We have a lot to do tomorrow and we have to be well rested ok?" I sternly told her, and she nodded agreeing with me.

"Ok." She pouted.

"Alright lay out your sleeping bag and I will see you in the morning ok?" I told her.

"Night Casey." She smiled and ran upstairs to her room, silently shutting the door behind her. I started to clean up the kitchen watching out the bowls. Noting that I really needed to buy dish detergent and a garbage can tomorrow. For now, I just put everything into the outside garbage.

I dried off the dishes, putting them away in the cabinets. I turned off the lights and made sure the windows and doors were locked downstairs. I went upstairs to take a quick shower and put on my pjs. When I got out, I went into Liz's room to make sure she was ok and asleep. She was, so I padded my bare feet across the hall into my room. I laid my sleeping bag out and put my pillow between my shoulders, closed my eyes and finally nodded off when the clock struck twelve, dreaming about how my life will finally change in the moments I spend here.

A/N: Alright guys I would say that is a good stopping point. Who do you think that guy was that made eye contact with Casey? (Though I'm pretty sure you know who it is). I hope you guys enjoy this story. I have never really written about this subject before, but I do hope you guys enjoy what I write. Hope you guys have a happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day tomorrow. (For Americans anyway.) I will try and update every Saturday from now depending on how busy I am, and if I get enough reviews. I cannot continue without reviews guys, need to know how you like the story, or if there is anything I can improve on. Thanks for reading. Please Review. Tomboy22.