Hi! This is my new story and I hope you like it. I spent a lot of time on it and I know I might have some things that make no since or something might be spelled wrong but I'm still new here and some it might not even make since. Please just be nice and kindly point it out no reason to get mean and rude. I hope you like it and Yeah. And I warn you it doesn't start off as Dasey but towards the end its MEGA Dasey! So yeah.
Disclaimer: I don't own Life with Derek. I only own this story.
I sat in front the computer just re reading my essay for the day. It's due 2 weeks from today but I have nothing else to do and I like to get things done ahead of time. I proofread and feel like I just might fall over from exhaustion. I look at the time. Its 11: 40 something. Way past the time I usually go to bed. I sigh and save what I have. All I have to is print it but I don't feel like it. Plus maybe I should get Liz to look at it. A second opinion. I shut down the computer and look in my closet for something to wear.
"Your still up," a male voice asks.
I sigh. It's Derek I can just tell. I don't even turn around to acknowledge him.
"What do you want Derek?"
He pauses. "What happened to your room? It's different."
I pick out a purple v soft shirt, and purple pajama pants.
"Yeah Derek. I remodeled...remember?"
I look at him. He looks nice?! He is wearing a black shirt, washed out jeans, his hair looks nice. He also is wearing a jacket. He notices me looking him over.
"I went to a party. For older people," he smirked. I gasped.
"Derek that is against the law!"
He rolled his eyes.
"No. It was a concert, I took that new girl. Lily. She wanted to go see some new church band. They actually played pretty good. I smiled.
"That is really great Derek!"
"Yeah. Why are you still up?"
"I was working on the English essay."
Derek's eyes grew wide.
"We had an English assignment?! Oh crap. I promised not to miss anymore homework assignments, dad is going to kill me."
I let him suffer for another moment and waved my hand in front of his face.
"D, we still have about 2 weeks left to turn it in."
Then he looked at me like I was crazy.
"You finished a homework assignment on a Friday night that isn't due until 2 weeks from now?!"
I nodded. I'm proud.
"How many pages," he said skeptical.
"Ah, about 20 pages."
He laughed.
"What?"
"Only you can say 20 pages like it's nothing."
I rolled my eyes.
"Good bye Derek."
"Later Dork."
"Um, I am not a dork. Did you know a dork is a male whale's lower part."
Derek started laughing really hard his face was red. I shut my door so no one would wake up.
"A male..a male whale part! I didn't even know they had parts."
"Get a hold yourself."
He took a deep breath.
"You are most defiantly.. a dork. Later."
He was out the door and I could barely hear him go in his room. I put on my pajama's and went to sleep. I wound up having nightmares of being an old lady living alone with 37 cats, no grand children, no husband, and dieing alone. I awoke breathing heavy.
I looked at the time. It said 8 a.m. Oh no I am late for work. Derek stood in my doorway.
"Casey! Your late for work!"
I shook my head and jumped out of bed straight to my closet flinging shirts out. I found my work outfit but couldn't find any white tops to go underneath. I looked at the pile behind me.
"Where are my white tops," I stopped and glared at Derek.
He chuckled. I then went out and brought back a bunch of clothes in a basket.
"Remember when yesterday before I left and you told me to do the laundry?"
Derek lifted up a shirt and it was all blue. I gasped remembering it was my favorite white top. It was lacy at the top and sooo cute. I snatched it out of his hands and studied it.
"I told you to do your own laundry for once. Not to do all of it. Now I'm half an hour late for work with nothing to wear under my jacket!"
"You could wear nothing," Edwin said appearing at my doorway.
Derek through a shirt at him and he gasped in horror.
"My new lucky shirt!"
He knelled to the floor. His face contorted.
"My favorite lucky shirt," he whispered.
He then hugged it to his chest.
"Oh get over it Edwin," Derek laughed at him.
"I can't go to work today."
Derek nodded.
"Your right because you don't need too."
I stopped and looked at the calender. I don't have work today.
"You let me suffer freaking out about work."
Derek smirked. I felt anger build up in me. I curled my hands up in fists.
"You made me make a mess in my room, wake me up early, make me think I had work, and then on top of it all you turned every white shirt of mine BLUE!"
Derek started laughing. I pushed him over on the bed.
"Hey now. No reason to get pushy. I'll leave so you can clean up," he stood up but I quickly jumped in his way.
"Nope. I always am stuck cleaning. For once Venturi you are going to clean. And you are going to help me clean this mess."
Derek looked at the pile of clothes.
"I think I'll pass," he spun me around and I fell on my bed.
"See ya."
He ran out the door slamming it shut. I jumped after it and yanked on the handle. It was stuck.
"Derek Venturi let go of the door."
I only heard laughter.
"Let go of the door right now Derek or so help me."
"No can do Case. Let me know when you think you might wet yourself and I'll think about it."
I stopped for a moment. I suddenly had to pee really bad. I pounded on the door.
"PLEASE DEREK!! I have to pee."
There was a lot of laughter on the other side.
"Please Derek I am begging you. I really have to go!"
"Sorry I can't hear you. Can you say that a little louder?"
I could feel tears coming to my eyes. I felt like I was about to explode.
"DEREK OPEN THE DAMN DOOR. I HAVE TO PEEEE!"
"Wait, I want to hear you say that you are a preppy polly pants with no life and I am king and am better then you at everything. Also that i don't have to help you clean."
I sighed.
"I am a preppy pants-"
"Preppy polly pants," he corrected.
"I am a preppy polly pants with no life and Derek is king and is better at everything than I am. He also will not have to help me clean. BUT HE WILL IF I WET MYSELF!!!"
The door flung open to a red Derek. He was laughing and had a cam corder. I ran past him and to the bathroom. I sighed and made sure I looked better when I came out. Derek still had the camcorder.
"Wow Casey. You took awhile in there. Were you having some troubles?"
I growled at him.
"No, Derek. Does your face hurt?"
Derek laughed and I slapped him. Then I smirked and went back to room angry with the mess.
"That was really sad Casey. I've been slapped harder than that," he winked at me.
I shuddered. Ew. I then slammed the door shut in his face and began to clean. It actually didn't take me long at all and I was able to join Liz and Ed for breakfast. Liz was eating cereal with soy milk. She was watching Ed carefully while he also ate cereal.
"What going on?"
Lizzie smirked.
"I made Edwin breakfast."
I raised my eyebrow.
"Yeah and she said it would taste better. I don't know what you mean either. I mean it tastes the same as everyday."
She smirked at him.
"Really Edwin?"
He nodded then narrowed his eyes.
"Did you spit in it?"
"I'm more mature than that," she said. "I just used soy milk."
Edwin spit his food out. "Ew," I yelled. Liz laughed.
"You didn't say that a second ago. And you say its so bad."
He glared at her.
"Well I was...lying. I didn't want you to feel bad."
"Uh huh."
I left the bickering two and went to go make myself breakfast. I made eggs, bacon, and toast. Derek came down and grabbed one of the bacon strips.
"Derek!," I whined.
He smirked.
"Yes Princess?"
"That wasn't made for you!"
"And you call me a pig," Derek laughed
I glared at him and gave him 2 more. I am not a pig. I sat down at the island with one big plate and Derek kept eating off of it but I didn't say anything.
I turned around when I heard whispers. Ed and Liz were staring at us.
"What," Derek asked.
"Nothing," Liz said quickly and ran off. Edwin did as well. Okay then. I reached for the last bacon and Derek and my hands accidentally touched. My hand jerked away like it was electrictated I looked up at him surprised.
"You.. um, its." "No you can. Have it," I mumbled out.
We sat there for a moment just staring at each other before I crashed back into reality and looked down.
"I'm not hungry anymore. I think I might just print out that assignment.."
my voice trailed off. Derek nodded.
I jumped off the stool and went back upstairs. Okay what just happened? Did..Derek and I?! OH MY GOD. I just had a 'moment' with Derek. I should be throwing up.
I only felt tingles in my stomach. I laid down on my bed. This can't be right.
"Hey Casey, your turning 18 soon right," Marti asked walking in.
She didn't knock, great next she is going to be pranking me, and turn into a Derek. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
"Yeah," I smile at her.
"Well I don't have any money so can I borrow some to buy you a gift?"
I laughed.
"You know Marti you can just make me something."
Marti curled her lips in.
"Please Casey. I really want to get you something good."
I sighed.
"Okay Marti but only because you said please."
"Okay."
I went to my closet and pulled out my purse I never use. My wallet was under all the lip gloss and other things to hide it if Derek were ever to come and look threw it. I even through in a pad to scare him.
I took out a 20 and gave it to her.
"Marti do you want me to go with you to buy me a present."
Marti shook her head.
"I want to pick it out myself."
I bit my lip. Maybe giving an 8 year old a 20 dollar bill isn't a such a good idea.
"Wait Marti."
"Not now Casey I have to go!"
With that she skipped off. With my 20 dollar bill that I will never see again.
After I printed out my paper I looked online for any poetry contests. I had recently written a new one. It was about my relationship with Truman.
"Yo Case thanks for the 20," Derek said leaning in.
I turned around in my chair. Marti tricked me! She really is turning into her brother.
"Derek give it back."
"I'm surprised you gave an 8 year old that much money," he smirked.
I glared at him.
"Derek give me the money and I won't physically hurt you."
Derek laughed.
"Derek that is like my whole paycheck!"
"That's too bad, isn't it?"
He ran off. And I took a deep breath. I can get it back. Maybe he might spend it on a gift for me. Who am I kidding? I'm gonna have to wait until next week to get any money. And seems like everyone except Marti has forgotten I am turning 18 soon. I mean they aren't going to give me a surprise party like we did with Derek. They all now I hate surprises. I ran downstairs.
"Mom you do know that my birthday is coming right?"
"Yeah."
I stopped for a minute.
"Are you throwing me a party?"
"If you want?"
"So you mean you have nothing planned?"
"That's correct."
I chewed on the inside of my cheek for a moment.
"Okay. I'll get started on the plans right away."
"Are you sure you want to do that," she asked quickly.
"Why? Why wouldn't I want plan a party for my birthday. Is it because there is one already planned," I pressed.
"No Casey we really don't have any party plans for you. But ....you should talk to Derek."
My jaw dropped. Derek?! Why him? He is the one who threw me a surprise party for my 17th birthday. If I have to talk to him then that means that he is planning another one! A bigger one? No no no. He is not giving me another surprise party.
I went back upstairs and opened his door. Why should I give him the courtesy of knocking on his door when he won't knock on mine. He was on the computer looking something up. When he saw me in the doorway his face looked panicked and he closed whatever he was looking at and leaned back.
"Hey...Casey."
"Hi Derek. I want to know what you are planning on doing for my birthday?"
"Am I supposed to be doing something?"
"No, your not. I don't want another surprise party. You hear me?"
Derek nodded.
"No surprise party I hear ya. I'm not planning one."
His face looked serious and sincere. I bet its all a game to him. Get me all riled up and throw me off track then freak me out with a surprise.
"Derek, mom said that I should talk to you about my birthday and here I am. Now I want to talk."
Derek sighed.
"Nora ruins the fun," he mumbled.
"So you have something planned."
"It wasn't my idea. I'll just tell you that. It was Emily's idea and then Nora said it was wonderful and that I should plan it. So go call Emily and leave me alone."
"No because whatever she says won't be nearly as good as what you say and I could help you!"
"I got this," he said patting his chest.
I rolled my eyes.
"You are impossible."
I stormed out of his room and sat down on my bed. What could they possibly be planning? It has to a party but if it's a party why can't I help? It's going to be my party. I should go back in and demand to help. What if it is a present? Like a really big present like.... I don't know! Gah! This is so annoying. I wound up falling asleep as I kept thinking of different things they could be planning. When I woke up it was 3. I picked up the phone and called Em.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Em. It's me Casey."
"Yeah. What's up Casey?"
"Derek told me I should talk to you about my birthday. Do you think you could help me out?"
"I'm surprised you didn't call earlier. Derek called me this morning and told me to be ready. What have you been doing?"
"He called you?"
"Yeah, he told me he was warning me about expecting a freaking out call from you."
I laughed.
"I fell asleep writing ideas about what you guys could be doing. What are you doing?"
"It's a surprise."
"So it's a surprise party?"
"It's not a party but you can party."
"What?"
"It is not a party but they have parties there."
"So its..a trip?"
Emily was quiet.
"No."
"Emily it's a trip! Where is it? When? How? Who is going? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Casey I need the phone," Derek said coming in.
"Sorry Der but Emily is a much bigger help than you."
"Casey. I have to go. My mom wants me..to...help her...with something."
I heard a click and I looked at the phone for a second. It said call ended.
"Emily you better not have hung up on me. Emily?!"
Derek took the phone out of my hand.
"Yes it's trip. You don't need to know where, when, and how. That's what I need to know."
He looked down at the phone.
"I better call Sam."
"Sam is going?"
"Yeah, I don't spend it hanging out with you and Emily."
"Derek!"
He looked at me.
"That's a terrible gift. If its a trip I want to go with just me and Emily. Oh and Amy and Ann. Plus Truman I mean he is my boyfriend. But if you really want to give me a gift I'd love it if you gave me my 20 back."
Derek rolled his eyes.
"Silly Casey. I am going on this trip whether you like it or not. Especially when I already have it half way planned sorry. And that 20 is going into my Derek fund. Thanks for contributing."
I glared at him and watched him leave.
