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I set my bags down at the door and took in the scene in front of me. Derek was sitting in his recliner, Lizzie and Edwin were watching whatever Derek was, and mom was at the table working on work. I smiled. "Hey Casey. Did you have fun shopping with Emily," mom asked not looking up. "Exhausting. Emily wanted to stop in EVERY store. Even some of the mens because she wanted to check out some of the guy," I giggled. "That's great," she said. I went over and sat down next to Liz. "Hi Lizzie. Sorry I couldn't take you with me. It must have been terrible with only the guys around." "Yeah. George put Derek in charge, while he tried to cook, and well it all went down hill from there. Luckily mom came home early. Not that Nora is paying any," she stopped and cheered with Derek and Edwin. I looked at the screen.
They were watching a hockey game. "Aw, now that was a perfect score," Derek pointed the remote at Liz. "Totally. The guy wasn't even paying attention," she laughed. I couldn't help but have a little pain of jealousy in my throat, She turned back to me with a big smile. I tried to smile back, I am sure it looked fake. "Sorry. But not that NORA was paying any attention. But Derek, Ed, and I have been watching the game. If you find some common ground with him he isn't that bad. After Nora got home and George left. We went out to play soccer, I showed Derek some karate, and then we watched this." "Yeah she beat up Edwin pretty good," Derek laughed looking over at us.
"It wasn't that funny. I bet if I joined karate class I could whip you," he smirked at Liz. She rolled her eyes. "Please even if you did join karate you wouldn't be able to even touch me." "Hey is Lizzie and Edwin still up," Nora asked. "Why don't you ask us," Lizzie turned around. She was mad at mom for forgetting her birthday, leaving her at the school again (though that hasn't happened in a while), and telling her new 'love of her life' to go home.
Poor thing is still learning what it is like to be a 15 year old with rules and responsibility. While I a 17 year old get the freedom of the world...almost. "Lizzie, Edwin, go to bed. You have to leave to the airport early next morning," Nora said looking at us. Everyone was watching her except Derek.
Lizzie and Edwin groaned but got up and slowly went for the stairs. They are so lucky to be able to go to the countries capital, Ottawa. I still haven't even been there! They are going to the capital and stay in a hotel. "Well I am going to work down stairs. I want to be down there when George gets back," she giggles. Thinking we can't hear her. I curl my lip and don't turn around. "Okay," Derek mumbles.
I wait until she is gone until I scoot over towards Derek and lean over the arm. "Derek can I have the remote," I ask sweetly. "No." "Derek may I have the remote?" "No." "Give me the remote Derek," I give him a death stare. He looks at me and smirks. "You want this," he waves it in my face. I grab it but he has a good grip on it. I pull, he pulls. I get up, so he gets up. I use my leg to push the coffee table to the side and begin to yank harder and harder. As does he.
I feel like my arm is going to rip off but I will NEVER give up. Its either win or lose. And I am going to win this time. He starts to spin, faster and faster we go but we hang on.
We stop for a breather before spinning again. Stop. I pull back and he pulls. "You know what? You can have it," he lets go before I have time to think and flip over the couch falling on my head. "Ow," I whimper in pain. Derek leans over the couch a little and stares at me. "Are you okay?!" I am surprised by his sudden niceness. "Yeah I'm-" I am cut short when he reaches over and grabs the remote rubbing it.
"Did the mean lady hurt you," he sits down. My jaw drops. How can he be so careless? "Oh my gosh, that was hilarious. I can't believe she fell over like that. Priceless," Derek's voice rings out. I purse my lips. "You think that was funny," I hiss. Derek looks at me with a confused look. "What?" "You just said and I quote. 'That was hilarious I can't believe she fell over like that," I mimic him. His eyes bulge out.
"Did she just read my thoughts?" I get annoyed now. "Derek stop playing games with me." I try to get up but my head hurts so bad, and my legs feel like they are broken. "I'm not playing anything," he raises his hands in the air. "Whatever. Can you help me up?" "Why should I?" "I'm a girl laying on the ground because you thought it would be funny to watch me flip over a couch. You have had your laugh, not help me up. I think I might have broken my leg." Derek gets up but doesn't come over by me.
"If you broke your leg you would be crying right now," he crosses his arms across his chest. She looks so helpless. Maybe I should help her. Be quiet man. Let her stay there. Naw, what if dad walks in and finds her there. You'll be dead meat," Derek seems to shout. I hold my breath. I heard all of that but his lips didn't move at all. I rub my head. Something must be wrong.
He walks over and sticks his hand out. I take it and lean on him getting up. Dang, she is so light. Probably because she is dancer." I bit my lip and look at Derek. "Can you stop thinking for a minute and let me think," I ask. "What?" "Don't say anything and don't think anything. Just for a minute. "What the hell is she talking about? Don't say anything and don't think anything? Is she going to kiss me? Move away man. That wouldn't be right. But...no!" He thinks I am going to kiss him? What?!
"Can you just help me up to my room. I guess I'll just hit the hay early tonight," I sigh. "You sure because you can the remote," Derek looks at his TV like he is about to never see it again. I giggle slightly. "No thanks. I am really tired," I rub my head and yawn. Think of something to say! Anything just don't let her go. What if she has a concussion? Make her watch something with you, do something. Come on your Derek. DEREK! DEREK! DEREK!"
Man, Derek is conceited. He cheers for himself? I might have a concussion maybe I should watch tv. "You know what I think I would like to watch some tv now that I think of it," I smile. He smiles back and helps me around the couch. He hands me the remote slowly. "So, what are we going to watch," he sighs. I tap my finger on my chin in thought. "Hockey." He looks at me like I am crazy. "I think you might have hit your head pretty hard," he teases me. I shake my head and stop. Everything seems to move faster.
"Tell me about hockey and don't lie. Don't pull another 'football' scheme on me," I cross my arms across my chest. "Okay," he seemed excited. We spent about an hour or two talking about hockey and re watching another hockey game. It was cool when you understand everything. "YAY," we cheered when the team we wanted to win won. "High five," I said leaning over the chair raising my hand. He shook his head.
"I can't believe I had actual fun with Casey. My keener step sister. I never thought of her as a friend or something. I don't know. Maybe she isn't such a prep. A defiant dork but maybe not such a prep." I smiled. I guess sometime through all the hockey talk that I realized that somehow I was able to read minds. Weird but I didn't have time to freak out about it. Maybe tomorrow. Forgetting that my leg was killing me I tried to get up and fell. Derek caught me just before I fell over.
"Thanks," I mumbled. He had one hand on my waist and another on the small of my back and his face was so close. His hands seemed to be burning me. The door began to make some noise and Derek pulled away. I fell with a thump. The door opened and George walked in. He looked worried to see me lying there. "I'm okay. Just um...trying to find my quarter. It rolled under the table," I said slowly getting into sitting position. George let out a sigh of relief. Derek was frozen in place. "I was scared you might have fell," George smiled.
"Mom is downstairs," I said pointing to the door. "Okay," he said with a little to much enthusiasm. When he was gone I looked up to see no Derek. "Derek?" "Can you kinda like sleep down here," Derek asked. I realized he was upstairs. "What are you mental?You just were, about to, what the hell is your problem? Of all people, Casey! Get it together. " His voice went to mumble which I guess meant he was in his room. I bit my lip.
I pulled myself on the couch and fell soundly asleep dreaming of me playing hockey and getting slammed into the window and each time Derek would point and laugh killing my spirit. But I didn't seem to be backing down nor did I seem to get any better.
"Casey!" I opened my eyes and saw my mom standing over me. "Are you okay honey?" I nod. My head doesn't seem to hurt as much. "Man she looks ill. I really can't deal with this. I bet it has something to do with Derek," her voice says. "Mom, don't worry about me. Go take Liz and Ed to the airport, go to work, and live your life. I am okay. Just had a rough night. I mean I did sleep on the couch." She laughed. "Oh thank goodness." I smile at her. "Well I am sorry but I already took Liz and Edwin to the airport about an hour ago. We didn't want to wake you and we were late." I chuckled. "Late night for me too," she began to blush and I rolled my eyes.
"Well I will be back from work late today since I came home early yesterday. Please don't hate me. I left some money on the counter for pizza. Have a great day sweetie," she kissed my forehead and rushed out the door. I yawned and stretched my arms out. Derek and I were on vacation form school. Some teachers convention they just had to be too.
"Get up Princess. Its time to grace you presence to the world," Derek taunted me coming down the stairs. "Be quiet Derek. Or do you want me to tell mom and George what happened yesterday?" "Can you walk?" Hmm, I haven't thought of that. I swung my legs over and stood up. Derek raced by my side but I was able to do it. I take a couple of steps and seems that I am all better.
"Were you faking it yesterday?" "No! You even know I am a terrible liar," I gape at him. "Yeah, yeah. Come on lets go to eat." "Why don't I just make something. I really don't feel like going out. I can make chocolate chip pancakes?" Derek cracks. "Okay. But be quick. Here is my order. Pancakes, eggs, bacon, and orange juice leave the pulp." we walk into the kitchen. "And you call me a princess," I snicker.
I make everything including the same for myself and we eat in silence. His thoughts are even quiet. Which is good because I need to clear my mind. I finish first and go turn on the TV. Of course nothing is on and Derek soon joins me. Look at her. She looks great even in the morning. Shut up. You know you had it coming." I throw the remote at Derek. "I am going to go change," I say and slowly go up the stairs. I may be able to walk but my legs are so sore!