Disclaimer: Don't own LWD or my right shoe..sadly
It was a well known fact that the infamous Derek Venturi was taken. It was a well known fact that he was in love and totally committed to one girl for a little more than one year. It was definitely a well known fact that his girlfriend was his step-sister. At first the news had shocked the school. Fifty percent of the students were shocked because of his commitment, the other fifty were shocked he had the "equipment" to finally get with her because one hundred percent of the students had known for quite some time that they were perfect for each other.
Casey Mcdonald was in love with her annoying step-brother and he loved her back. There was nothing she was more sure of. It was a girl loved boy, boy loved girl situation and nothing was going to stop them from being together, though life seemed to be throwing every potential speed bump at them. Casey had endured several hostile threats fro popular girls at school, she almost lost her best friend Emily who had a serious crush on Derek but her problems were always solved. She went from klutzilla to grade-grubber to cheerleader to most popular girl in school. All those threats became meaningless because just like the man of her dreams the school was in love with her. Emily had been upset when Casey first admitted her feelings for him but she realized she had known all along and should just be happy for her. Luckily to make it up to her, Casey had brought up the social ladder with her.
Sometimes they regret ever telling anyone just because of the insane rumors that are spread about them like the one where she was pregnant and the baby was deformed. Things were just getting a little too carried away. Senior Prom was just around the corner and she wanted everything to be perfect. Derek had asked her to go and they were going to go to college together. It began perfect enough but just like last year she wanted the perfect dress which was no where to be found. Emily and Casey hit every store but unfortunately no one knew what perfect meant. Or what perfect meant to Casey. Derek bought a tux to Casey's liking and he had gotten everything she wanted but sometimes he would get fed up. It was Prom, not their wedding.
Derek let out a sigh when Casey returned home empty handed for the third night in a row. She was hyperventilating and exaggerating about just how many stores she visited. Derek had had enough and he called up a friend. Mandy Mcclintock was a graduate two years ago from Thompson high. She dated Derek for a month till they decided to remain good friends, which they did. He was glad because she was related to the famous Jessica Mcclintock and he needed to get the perfect dress made for Casey.
Two days later UPS showed up at the Venturi-Mcdonald residence with a huge white box in hand. Derek ran to answer the door and sign for the package. He turned and closed the door to find the whole family looking at him. He explained that he ordered something important and was just thankful it got here so fast. With still no luck Casey was upset that he could be excited about something he probably got off of e-bay but curiosity got the best of her and she made her up the stairs following Derek. She walked into his room to find he nor the box to be anywhere. She made her way to her own doorway and rushed in. She was startled at first because her lights were off but they were never off if she wasn't sleeping. She flicked the switch on and saw a beautiful black flowing ball gown. She was amazed. She subconsciously ripped her clothes off (A/N: figuratively people lols) She held the dress in her hands and let the silky material run through her fingers.
She slipped inside of the dress, unable to zip it up she held the back close together and looked in the mirror. She looked beautiful, the dress hugged her in all the right places and the bodice graciously showed off her chest but not too much. Her shoulders were bare and she planned on buying a shawl. Upon the thought entering her mind she felt a sweet kiss on her neck.
She turned to find Derek holding u a silky black shawl that matched the dress almost too perfectly in his right hand and a pair of modest yet sexy black pumps in his right. Casey was so pleased and ecstatic she let go of the back of her dress, inevitably allowing it to flow and fall to a pile around her ankles. Ignoring Derek's bugged eyed look she flung her arms around him and kissed him profusely.
TBC..