Seventhprincess- thank you! I'm glad you liked the start!

Always Aurora- thnx. I hate stories that don't follow true to the show, I mean, no, Casey and Derek are not going to do the nasty. Its Disney and Family channels for goodness sake! XD!

Author's Note: I know the story will go a little slow, so don't expect and MAJOR Dasey action. I want to make it realistic, but trust me there will be those key moments of classic Derek/Casey tension. I will update as much as possible.

DISCLAIMER! No, I doubt the owners and creators of Life With Derek have to worry about their Algebra II average. Or college applications.

Chapter Two – Absolutely Zero

During lunch, Casey made her way back to her English class, the one she missed that morning. She needed to ask Mr. Reed if she could make up her exam after school that day. On her way she heard familiar voices talking in hushed tones. She hated to eavesdrop but she couldn't resist herself to indulge in some gossip after having such a horrible morning.

She stood flat against the wall and discreetly peered over the corner when the History and English hallways intersected.

"I can't believe she would do that, man," the first voice said. "She really doesn't seem like the type to pull that."

It was Sam. And he was talking to Derek.

"Well, that's what she was talking about to Emily on the phone last night, dude."

What was he talking about? Casey thought. I didn't even call Emily last night, she was at her aunt's house.

"She really said that she liked someone else?"

"Well, yeah. Basically she said she was over you and that she had found someone else."

What?! Casey's mind raced with thoughts about why Derek was doing this. i How could someone be so cruel?

"Did she happen to mention who?" Sam asked, puzzled by his crush's supposed behavior.

"Not in so many words. Just that he was older and more 'mature' or whatever. I think its a teacher. I think its Mr. Reed."

Casey practically screamed inside her head. Sure, Mr. Reed was her new, young, semi-attractive English teacher, but Derek's accusations were completely wrong. Not to mention illegal and disgusting in so many ways.

"Jeez, I never thought Casey would be so-" Sam started, before he was interrupted.

Casey had enough, she came out from behind the corner and marched right up to her conniving step-brother.

"Derek Venturi, what the heck is your problem?!" she shouted at him.

"Hey, Case, how long have you been spying?"

"Spying, no. Listening to your absurd accusations? Long enough."

"Me-ow MacDonald. Chill out!"

"Derek! Just…ugh!" Casey turned to Same, who was more confused than angry or upset.

"Look," she started. "I don't like me English teacher. Derek just decided that he doesn't want me to like you or visa versa because it breaks the 'male code' or whatever."

"Okay…" Sam was obviously still confused. "I'm just going to go back to lunch.. See you around Case. Bye Derek."

With that he left, and Casey was ready to revert back to killing her brother.

"I would annihilate you right now but I have an English exam to make up. You know, the one you made me late for, with the teacher I supposedly have a crush on?" Casey left it at that, not listening if Derek had a comeback. She walked away in a huff, ready to bury herself in school work.

When she reached Mr. Reed's room, he was at his desk correcting exams. When she knocked on the door her looked up and made a gestured that told her it was not locked, so she walked right in.

"Casey MacDonald! Where were you this morning?" he said.

That was one of the best things about him, he didn't get mad at his students, he just pushed them and motivated them to get there work done. He believed that it was your responsibility whether your showed up and worked or not. He wasn't going to judge you based on your work ethic. Especially Casey, since she happened to be seldom late or absent from his class.

"Well," she began. "Derek messed around with my alarm this morning and I ended up sleeping through homeroom and first period. I just came to see if I could make up my exam after school, if that's okay with you?"

"Of course, I'm not going to stop a student from trying to work to his or her potential." He said calmly.

"Thanks, Mr. Reed. I should get going to lunch, I didn't get breakfast this morning."

"No problem Casey, just be here for 2:30."

With that she left the classroom and didn't actually intend on going to lunch.

Instead, she went the opposite direction, towards the Guidance Office.

"He's been getting so much WORSE!"

Casey was ranting to Paul about Derek's new found pranks.

"So he mess-"

"He is just so inconsiderate! I can't even stand being in the same room as him anymore!"

"I'm guessing it was more tha-"

"And you know what? All he cares about is my cousin Vicky coming to stay for the vacation week, so they can play tonsil hockey in my kitchen again! And who knows where else!"

"That is really interest-"

"And he had the nerve to tell Sam I am over him because of a new crush on my English teacher, who I don't have a crush on and Sam seemed upset, so he is probably mad at me or something and now Derek is probably going to tell the school I like my teacher, which I don't and-"

"CASEY!"

"What?!"

"You are going on and on and on. I get the gist of what you are saying. It's your usual complaint. Derek. Maybe you should just ignore him for a few days, then he'll probably stop, knowing that he isn't getting to you."

Casey raised her eyebrows.

"Are you saying if I ignore him he'll stop 'bullying' me?"

"Well, in a sense, yes."

"Paul, this is not an after school special. That doesn't work in the real world."

"Listen, if it gets so bad that you can't deal at all, come back and discuss it with me again. Trust me, it isn't that bad."

"You totally just jinxed it."

Casey had just finished her exam with Mr. Reed around half past three. She was going to have to wait for hockey practice to end for George to bring her and Derek home. Luckily she had her MP3 player and didn't have to listen to him pissing and moaning over her being at the rink when he was there.

She sat on the bleachers, giving a tiny wave to Sam, who was on the ice. Derek saw the wave and glared at her. She ignored his look and opened her bag to start working on her History homework.

It seemed like forever until George came to pick them up. Casey had finished all her assignments and sat there, waiting for the mindless sport to end.

She was relieved when she saw George come in, until she saw who was with him.

Vicky was walking behind him, in an outfit Casey couldn't even consider tasteful. She had on a denim mini skirt with a tight black sweater and black ballet flats. Her hair, pin straight and perfect as usual, and her make up was also flawless.

Her and Vicky had made up and settled differences, but she still always felt a twinge of jealousy towards he cousin.

When Derek saw Vicky, he flashed his trademark smirk and she smiled back, more coy than ever.

It made Casey sick, knowing that they were going to be sucking face later on, probably that very evening. That is, if Derek hadn't gotten a date lined up with Amber today. It was Friday after all, and Derek Venturi did not stay home on a Friday night.

Hope you liked it so far! I will put much more Dasey action in the next chapter! Please review, criticism is welcome, but no flames please!