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A year and a half ago it was just me, Casey, my mom, Nora, and my sister Lizzie. That's when my mom met George Venturi. From what I can tell, they really hit it off. After my dad left us when I was just a baby, my mother fell into a depression but she hid it well from the world.

I was fifteen when my mom and George got married. The three of us had moved into his house not long before. I was forced to move into new neighborhood a new district and a new school. Personally, I loved our old life. Everything was always neat and clean.

George had two sons and a daughter. One son was the same age as Lizzie at the age of twelve. His name was Edwin. Marti was the youngest. She was a very…strange child. Derek was Edwin and Marti's self-centered, half-baked, pig-headed, womanizing beast of a brother. Derek was my age and one of the 'coolest' 'hottest' guys in my new school. I hated his guts. He chased anything and everything with blond hair, broad lips, and a hair-band skirt.

I mean the girls he went out with (actually he never had a steady girlfriend (save Kendra) so he never 'went out with' more 'made out with') were all the definition of superficial.

"Hey Casey, my dear, loving stepsister." Derek said smoothly walking up to me and plopping down on the couch.

I sighed and put my book down. "What do you want Derek?"

"Ten bucks."

"No."

"Oh come on Casey. Sarah's gonna be here in like five minutes and Dad took away my allowance." He pleaded.

I buried my nose back in the adventures of Bella Swan and her vampire lover, Edward. I was too consumed by my reading that I didn't notice Derek's hand slipping down into my hoodie pocket until he pulled it back.

"Derek!" I shrieked and slammed my book shut. "Give me that back!"

He held two fives in his hand and his usual smirk sat on his lips. "No I don't think will." Just as he started up the steps, I jumped to my feet and tried to grab the money out of his hand. He, however, at the last moment, turned and I ran into him.

My right foot was between his feet and it got caught. I tried to step back but seeing as my foot was stuck I started to fall. Derek grabbed me around the waist and held me steady. My anger toward him was still burning strong. One good deed didn't lessen two bad ones. I shoved him back and grabbed my money.

"Casey I need that for my date tonigh-," The doorbell cut through his sentence and he glance behind him before grabbing the money back from me and headed out the door.

"Hey babe." I heard as the door closed.

"Oh, Derek." The girl giggled and a snap signaled that the door shut. I rolled my eyes and sat back down on the couch. Back to my own world.

Hours later after my mom and George had come home and gone to bed, Derek came through the front door loudly. I was up in the bathroom finishing a shower.

Not two minutes later he come pounding on the door.

"Casey, get your ass out of there!"

"No! I'm taking a shower." The warm water ran down my naked body.

"Well I need to use the mirror." He yelled through the wooden door.

"You have a mirror in your room!" I said and continued to rinse my hair.

"Yeah but I need the styling gel." his voice sounded less muffled that time.

Slowly I pulled back the curtain and saw Derek standing there looking into the slightly foggy mirror. "Derek!" I shrieked and closed the curtain quickly. "What the fuck are you doing in here?"

"I needed the mirror." He said almost calmly. "Besides it's not like there's anything I could possibly-," apparently he had turned away from the mirror and, just to annoy me, pulled back the curtain. Shock filled me as I saw him standing there with the curtain drawn back staring at me. "-want to see." he squeaked out and ran from the room.

I barely registered the water still splashing down on me. Despite the warmth, I felt my body drop a couple degrees. The thought that my stepbrother had just seen me naked was still trying to solidify in my brain.

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