NOTE: Remove everything you know about Life with Derek. I am trying something a little new with this fanfiction:) Let me know what you all think or if I should even continue with this. ? :)

Chapter One

Casey stood in front of three large mirrors, all pointed towards her, as she modeled a dress for her best friend, Emily. The Maroon silk hugged Casey's waist tightly before flawlessly flowing down her long legs. A small slit rose up, revealing her very toned dancing legs. Her friend was soon to be married, and Casey was the last bridesmaid to be fitted since she couldn't get away from her busy life in New York. She felt so guilty ever since she arrived at Canada.

"Em, this is beautiful." Casey grazed the side of the dress as she watched her best friend's eyes turn glossy white. She should have been there before this. Emily would have been there for her. Her stomach ached of guilt.

"You are beautiful, Case. Imagine your hair half up, with pretty flowers going across the top." Casey loved how happy Emily was. It was all thanks to Sam. "Now just wait until you see the dress." Both girls squealed as Emily ran back behind the curtains to try on her dress. The front door to the wedding shop had rang as a customer walked in.

"Tuxedo pickup please." Casey heard a male's voice echo over the shop. Besides the owner of the store, Emily and Casey were the only other ones there. She secretly peeked around the corner to try and catch a glimpse of the person talking. Across the clean, white shop, she saw a tall man. His back was faced towards her so all she could see is some tousled brown hair that shined a little red beyond the sunset. The guy was wearing sports clothing. He also looked sweaty as if he had just gone out for a run or something. She watched as he pulled out his phone, smiled and began tapping away. She couldn't really see him, but she could tell he was smiling by the way his ears had risen. Though she couldn't see his face, a guy with a body that fit must be nice to look at as well. She imagined blue eyes. No… Hazel eyes. Yeah, he must have beautiful hazel eyes, she thought.

She watched him as he gently slid his phone back into his pocket. He sighed, running his hands through his hair. Sweat drips fell against the sunlight, so her running theory must have been true. He wiped his hand on the side of his grey sports clothes. Why couldn't she just look away? The heels she was wearing slightly gave out under her foot and out of a reflex, she quickly grabbed a clothing rod to hold up her balance. The rod gave in and she ended up on the floor. Luckily the rack was empty.

Through the small crack between the mirrors, she saw as he turned his face slightly, catching a glimpse of her. Before she hid back in the changing rooms, she saw him making his way towards her. She panicked and ran behind a curtain. She quickly sat up on the bench in the small room and pulled her feet up to join her.

"Casey? Where did you go?" She heard Emily as she walked out of another nearby stall. "Oh, hey Derek. Sam isn't here is he?!"

"No, he is stuck at work late tonight. He was having me pickup his tux. Who was that girl? Is she okay? It sounded like she fell or something…" Their voices muffled as they walked away from Casey. Casey kicked off the heels as she silently told herself to relax. She was just so embarrassed for watching that- guy- Derek? Casey wasn't a creeper but something about him made her want to keep looking.

"No… Bridesmaid… Thank you…" Emily's voice became inaudible. She heard the shop bell ring again, indicating someone was either coming in or leaving.

"Case? Are you in here?" Casey quickly jumped up from the bench she was sitting on.

"Sorry Em, I just..." Casey was trying to come up with an excuse, but the site of her best friend stole her words.

"Oh-my Em! Casey's hands went straight up to grasp her mouth. Emily just smiled and twirled as the ruffled white dress spun a perfect circle around her. Emily and Casey both sat down on soft floral ottoman's as they reminisced this day with each other. They thought back to all their hopes and dreams from when they were kids. Never did they imagine it would be this beautiful.

"You should never take that dress off again." Casey joked.

"Trust me, I wish I didn't have to. It nearly killed me when I had to take it off the first time. Literally, I had two other bridesmaids and the shop owner pulling it off of me as I tried running away." Emily laughed.

"Ugh- I am so sorry I wasn't there." Casey felt bad. "I swear, I am your go-to lady when it comes to anything else with this wedding!" Casey and Emily both got up. The owner had warned the girls the shop was going to be closing soon and they just received their third warning look from the lady.

"Good! I actually have a small task for you, if you don't mind?" Emily asked. "Sams best man isn't a great dancer. And well, you have the experience as one. I was kind of hoping you would give him some lessons. I know you are no miracle worker, but the boy is hopelessly uncoordinated." Emily looked up as though she were recalling a horrible memory. She trembled at her thought.

"I am there for you Em!" Casey smiled. "Do you have his number? I can always text him and set up a time to rehearse some moves."

"I knew I could count on you!" The two girls replaced their beautiful dresses with their boring every day clothes. Emily gave Casey the number of Sam's best man before they parted ways for the day.