YOU DON'T KNOW HER LIKE I DO

AUTHOR'S NOTE/DISCLAIMER

Inspired by "She Infuriates Me" by The Enthusiast and resides in the same reality as "Still One Of Them" and "Christmas Video". Life With Derek belongs to Canadian Television Unlimited and everyone else. This is from the POV of Trevor-the goth from the episode "The Bet"-and his friendship with Casey is AU. Rated "T" for the word "Crap" cause I'm paranoid.

I see the way you all look at her. You think she's just another prep. Another "Grade-grubber" as you like to call her. You think you know her, but you don't. None of you do. You don't know that she doesn't really fit in with the keener crowd. In fact, she hates them and always says they're fake. And how would I know this? Because I know her. We've been friends since she started coming to Sir John Sparrow Thompson High. I heard her singing a Breaking Benjamin song and we struck up a conversation. She's way cooler than any of you will ever know. Plus, she's a survivor. If you knew half of what she had gone through, you'd all shut your mouths. You think you know her. None of you know her. No, not even you, Emily. You claim to be her best friend, but you're not. I am. She says it all the time. She's not really like any of you. No, she's not into fads or trends or who's dating who or any of that crap. But she feels like she can't be real with you and so she pretends. She pretends that she's little miss perfect who worries about grades and likes girly pop music. But when she's with me, she lets her real self shine. She'll listen to punk, metal, rock, whatever. Anything except pop which she calls crap. In fact, her favorite band is an American band known as Abused And Rejected, which is the band that her brother Jack is in. Yes, that's right. She has a brother named Jack. They're not related by blood, but she views Jack Mercer and his siblings as her own siblings. And how could she not? They were the first people she allowed herself to trust. And I bet you're wondering how I know all of this. Well, that's simple: I know it because she told me. She tells me everything that she feels she can't talk about in her home because she doesn't want it getting around. She trusts her adopted family, but not Derek or Edwin. With her, trust is earned. And none of you have earned her trust. I have though. And I'll never break it. Because I know her. I know her and you don't. Not really. You're not interested. You made a preconceived judgment about her so she just let you see what you wanted to see. And that's why none of you know her. You may think you do, but you don't. You don't know her like I do. And you probably never will….