WARNING: Wedding Crashers spoil alert! And extreme Cammy!

A/N OH HAAI EVRREY-BOD-EE.

So this is actually my first fanfiction! I know, I know. Where have I been? Anyway, I was reading some of you guys' follow-up to Wedding Crashers and I was thinking to myself Hmm. I really don't think Sammy and Casey would jump right into being boyfriend and girlfriend. I'm not gonna lie. They are pretty awkward people. So I decided to put them in a situation where I didn't have to embarrass myself because I'm a terrible mushy-writer, but still create that Cammy love. Hope you like!

Prologue:

I didn't know exactly what I was getting myself into. I just knew that something was going to happen, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

Anyway, when an innocent old lady asks for help, you tend to go a long with it, even if the lady was a proclaimed psychopath. And when things start getting a little suspicious, you don't want to back out, because c'mon. It's a helpless old lady. And when things start getting really suspicious and frankly just weird, you feel even worse about backing out, even though you really, really want to.

So when this little situation happened to me, I got scared. I didn't want to be part of this. My life was finally becoming remotely normal. But by then I really couldn't just leave it alone. Because now I was intrigued, like always.

Why can't I just leave things be?

ONE:

Things were awkward nowadays. Ever since Casey dropped me off at the fire escape last night, I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

You see, after the wedding, Casey and I just rode around, threw a softball back and forth a couple times, but it was kinda weird. I guess we didn't really know how to act around each other anymore, whether the other expected us to start dating immediately or not, stuff like that. Truth is, I'm scared that if we do start "dating", everything is going to change. We won't be that good of friends anymore, and when we eventually break up (let's be realistic, this isn't gonna last till marriage), things won't just automatically reset. We will be each other's ex, not friends. And I honestly don't think I can bear to see that happen.

So you can imagine how shocked I was when I walked out of the fire escape door and saw Casey sitting on the stairs a few floors down with his back facing me.

"Umm, Casey?" I asked.

"Oh, hey Sammy." Casey turned around and smiled at me. I just kinda raised my eyebrows at him, so he patted the space next to him.

"So, not to be rude, but what are you doing here?" I asked and sat down on the step.

"I just want to let you know that I don't want this to be weird. I still really, really like you, and I hope you feel the same…"

"But…" I knew what was coming next.

"But, Heather will rip out your throat in your sleep, and you know it. And I don't think you'd be able to relax with all the stunts she'll pull. You'll be like, ten times more stressed. So I was thinking, maybe we should just keep everything on the down-low? Like, only tell our closest friends maybe? I mean, is that okay with you?"

The whole time he was talking, Casey held my hand. I don't even think he noticed, but he kind of just grabbed it.

"Uh, yeah that sounds cool. You know I'll only tell Marissa, Holly and Dot. And you've got Billy covered, right?"

"Yup. Looks like everything is under control. As long as Billy knows that Danny or Heather or anyone is not allowed to know, we should be good." Casey smiled at me, and I couldn't help feeling like Heather was gonna find a way to find out.

Wait, ack! This wasn't supposed to be about Heather right now. It was supposed to be about me and Casey finally figuring things out.

"Wait, so what does this make us?" Oh my God no! That was a terrible way to word it! "I mean, because… um, you know…"

Casey laughed. "I don't know. Do you want to be my secret girlfriend?" I was surprised on how confident he was acting. Like maybe he learned a thing or two from his dad.

"Well, yeah!" I returned the confidence.

Casey stood up and I followed him. We kind of just stood there a second, staring at each other. I decided that this was extremely awkward and decided to do what normal people would have done- I hugged him.

Honestly, I was shocked with my newly found confidence. I mean, where did that come from? Usually I freak out if Casey even smiles at me, and here I am all OH- EM-GEE. LET'S HUG IT OUT. I'm actually a little scared of myself.

After about a ten-second hug, I started to pull away, but Casey caught my chin and kissed me.

What is up with us today?

I just went along and kissed back. After all, we were secretly dating. Why not?

"So, you gonna show me which apartment is yours so I know where to go?" He asked, smiling.

"Um, yeah but you have to be really careful. Marissa's only been here a handful of times, and other than that, it's just me, Grams, and my mom."

"Got it." He took my hand and I led him to the fire escape door.

"Okay, so this is my floor. I stuck a piece of gum here so it doesn't lock, so you won't have to worry about that." I pushed open the door a crack and checked the hallway. "All clear. Always remember to check, or else you can be caught by an old geezer."

Casey laughed. I felt proud and allowed myself to smile a little bit. We walked inside, still holding hands.

"This is Mrs. Wedgewood's apartment. You don't need to worry about her, she already caught me. And this is home sweet home." I pointed to my apartment door.

"Can we go in?" Casey asked and smiled at me.

"Uhm…" If Grams was home, she would have a conniption fit if I brought Casey inside. And even if she wasn't home, and even if Casey already knew that my bed was really a couch, my clothes fit in the bottom drawer of Grams' dresser, and there were only four rooms total, did I really want him to see it all?

No.

"Well, I was actually just heading out. So, you know, time's awasting."

"Right. So, where you heading?" Casey asked, guiding me towards the exit.

"Hudson's house to see Marissa, Dot and Holly." I responded, knowing he wanted to come along, but I really just wanted some alone time. "Maybe you should call Billy and, you know, tell him the good news." I winced. Good news? We weren't engaged! We were just (secretly) dating!

Casey laughed again. "Alright, but after I walk you over to Hudson's."

I smiled. How was this boy related to Heather Acosta?

A/N So? You like? Please review and whatnot if you want me to update! I know it hasn't really gotten to the mystery and stuff, but I was actually just really anxious to upload something so I just typed this out.(: I promise the next chapter will be longer! But don't hold your breath, cuz short-ish chapters are kinda my thing. I get bored with longer ones and end up forgetting about it, then I don't update and you get sad. Waaah. :(


Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this book unless specified in the first chapter they appear in. All others belong to Wendelin Van Draanen.