Okay, so basically, this is really stupid. It's way too short and has no purpose. I was legit sitting in my room reading fics and listening to Untouched (best song ever, go buy it! by the veronicas) when this randomly popped into my head. So right then and there I typed it up as a note on my ipod touch and emailed it to myself. I just felt like being wild and posting it, to see what people think (if anyone even reads it, that is). Read or don't read, review or don't review, it's whatever. I just thought it was kinda hot, and may continue if you tell me too? But I doubt I'll have time. Ok, I'm done ramblinnn. Peaceeeee !
Disclaimer: I don't own Untouched, that belongs to the veronicas. I do, however, own Michael Seater and every single part of his body. JUSSS PLAYINNNNN (:
"I feel so untouched and I want you so much that I just can't resist you."
The popular Veronica's song blasted through her speakers as Casey MacDonald's body swayed quickly to the beat. She was lost in her dance - this happened very often - and so was he. He'd barged into her room just a minute ago to pick a fight out of pure boredom but stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of her beautiful body.
Wait. WHAT?! Had Derek Venturi just admitted to being mesmerized by his stepsisters beautiful body?
Shit.
"Der-EK!" her screech caused him to whip his head up, out of his thoughts. Suddenly he realized the music was no longer playing, had she seen him staring?
He retorted quickly, staying smooth, "jeez Spacey, you might wanna try taking a few lessons before blinding poor innocent people with the sight of THAT," with a smirk, naturally.
Casey just looked at him for a second; Derek was obviously impressed with his comeback. She, on the other hand, was not.
"Oh please Derek, don't pretend you weren't just standing there watching me dance for a good 2 minutes," Casey shot back, nonchalantly.
No response, just as she had figured. She wasn't letting him get away with this one. Casey had seen him staring the whole time, but ignored it and kept dancing. She had decided to put on a nice little show, leave em speechless, and it basically worked. However, Casey was not completely satisfied - she rarely ever was. Besides, what could a little more teasing hurt?
So she sauntered over to him, in her tiny tank top and tight yoga pants that hugged her every curve perfectly, with a smirk on her face. With a hand placed firmly on his strong chest, she moved dangerously close to him. Derek flinched a little and started moving backwards, but Casey kept in step with him.
As he turned to leave, she stopped him, and leaned in even closer to whisper in his ear, "and I'm pretty sure THAT didn't blind you," as she slammed the door in his face.