A/N: sorry, I know it took me forever to update this story but I had a big project, but I thought it wouldn't get in the way, but it did so sorry. But here's chapter 1, so hope you enjoy!
Casey had just stepped on the front porch of her old house for the first time in 3 years. She never thought she would be there again, especially as such a different person. She was the same in many ways but she was so different in other ways. With hardly any confidence she went up to the door and rang the door bell. She knew that her mom was already in there, her mom somehow managed to still be friends with her ex-family.
When the front door opened it was the person she was least exited to see. The rest of her old family she could stand seeing, but Derek that was a different story. She knew that he of all people wouldn't understand how she could have gone from a prep to rocker chic. When he opened the door he had a stunned look on his face. Casey was wearing red high-top converse shoes, shin tight low rider pants, a tight Distillers band-tee, a tight leather jacket, and she had a purse with the sex pistols on it. Her hair a really dark brown, it was pin straight, went up to around her shoulders, and had side bangs that covered one of her eyes. Her eye make-up was also dark, black eye liner and eye shadow, but her lipstick gave a pop of colour; it was red. Casey finally got annoyed of his starring so she finally spoke up.
"Yeah I know I look different get over it, so are you going to let me in or are you just going to keep on looking at me like that?" with Casey's words Derek finally snapped out of it.
"um yeah come in, Nora your child's here!" with that Derek stepped out of the way and let Casey in. when Casey stepped in she saw that every thing was the same as it was 3 years ago. She always assumed that the Venturies would have gone back to like it was before they moved in. then she saw her mom running up to her. Nora stopped in front of Casey, smiled and then hugged her.
"Oh you've grown so much, you're your own person now" then Nora let go and looked at Casey again.
"Yeah mom, I've really changed, and how do I know that? Well because the last time I saw you, you told me like 50 times a day" Casey said a little annoyed. But then she changed the subject, "so mom can we talk in private?" Nora just nodded and they went to the back yard. "So mom your getting married again and your still friend's with your ex-husband and your staying at his house right now? You know that's weird right?"
"Oh Casey of course I do, but like we told you we would stay friends, and living together is just for a week before the wedding" while Casey and Nora were talking a different conversation was going on in Derek's room.
"No Ed you don't understand she's like into rock or something now, the distillers and the sex pistols, like come on, when ever would you think Casey would be into those band?" Derek was pacing in his room while Edwin sat in Derek's computer chair.
"Well Derek it has been 3 years since we saw her and you know her dad died 1 year ago and that kind of music more understands those feelings." Edwin suggested. Edwin was now in grade 11 and was taking over the role of Derek and the old Casey. All the girls wanted to date him, he was the captain of the hockey team even though in grade 8 he couldn't get on any sports team, but he was also one of the smartest and most responsible kids in the school. Derek only approved on half his accomplishments. Derek was still his troublemaking self, that private school did not help him; he became more girl crazy from not seeing them every day.
Casey's dad died 2 years after she moved to New York. That was why he wanted custody; he had cancer and wanted to spend the last years of his life with his daughters. When he was very sick Casey took acre of Lizzie and when there died she took full responsibility of Lizzie. That meant she couldn't go to collage. She had to get a job instead, but it wasn't all bad. Yeah, she was a catcher during the day, but at night she was in a band, lead singer. The music they played always made her feel better. Her favourite band to cover were street light manifesto, even though it wasn't really heavy rock or anything, the songs dealt with stuffed she thought about, and she really like ska music. But she also loved to write her own lyrics, it was poetry with heavy music and she really needed both those things to cope with her life.
Later that day, Lizzie had come to the Venturi's house too. Lizzie hadn't really changed over the course of those 3 years except for the fact that she was no not as much of a tomboy. She still loved soccer but she also loved shopping, make-up, and mini skirts. When Edwin saw Edwin saw her for the first time he hardly believed that was the same girl from 3 years ago. Yeah they talked on instant messenger and on the phone but Lizzie didn't have a facebook or myspace so he never saw any pictures. When she walked in the house she was wearing flip flops, a denim mini skirt, and a dark blue tank top. Her hair had grown, it was now almost at he elbows and in a side ponytail. Her make up was like Casey's but more subtle. Instead of black eye shadow it was brown and she was wearing a reddish pink lip-gloss instead of the red lipstick. You could say she turned into more of the old Casey, but in school she was probably the most popular girl. She had boys falling at her feet and girls dieing to be her friend.
The first thing that Lizzie did when she went back to that house was go to her old room. She didn't feel the need to have a big talk with anyone, of course she said hello and hugged every one, but she needed to see her old room. She was surprised to see that it was still the same but her desk had all these files and a laptop. Then Lizzie felt a tap on her shoulder. When she turned around she saw Edwin.
"George uses it as his office now, but it just felt to weird to change the room, if you look in Casey's old room it's the same too,"
"Well I bet Casey won't be too happy about that," Lizzie said with a sigh. She could tell be the look on Edwin's face he wanted to know what was going on. "The thing with Casey is she doesn't really like to remember London. She says she would rather think about the present, not the past"
"Sorry bet when I first saw Casey today I was kind of freaked out, she's really changed. Why is that?"
"Well rule number one Casey told me is not to tell you guys about her life, but hey it's in the name of research," they both laughed a little as they remembered how much they loved to spy on their older siblings. "The story with her is at our new school in New York; Casey got a boyfriend really fast, he introduced her to the music she loves now. Then she started wearing darker clothes and her look toughened up a lot. She was still that perky girl she was in London but with a rocker image, but when she broke up with Timmy, the boyfriend, it was around the same time our dad died. To say the least she went a little emo for a while, but if you ever tell her she's emo or was she gets so mad. But when she joined her band she lightened up a bit. But I bet you can tell she's still recovering a little." Lizzie laughed a little but Edwin just couldn't believe his ex-step sister had changed so much.
"So what is she like completely different now?"
"Well she's the same, but different"
"I don't get it"
"Well, it's like she does the same things, but in a different way," Lizzie paused for a second to try and figure out how she could explain it, "Well she still writes poetry, but that's more serious subject matter, she still dances but she always chooses sad songs or songs about 'sticking it to the man', and she still pretty much over reacts to everything" Lizzie concluded with a little shrug.
"Ah, overreacting is some good old Casey for you. But tell me about your self, you look different." Edwin commented.
"Well I'm not really all that different, just a bit more make-up and maybe a shorter skirt or two," Lizzie said as she and Edwin laughed, then they heard a different laugh. When they looked to see who it was, Casey was walking up the stairs.
"She's more than a little different; God this girl is like the female Derek Venturi" Casey paused then added "but she's not a slut" then from behind Casey appeared Derek.
"So what, you're calling me a slut?" When Casey turned around she saw Derek standing there with his hands in his pockets and he had a pretend hurt look on his face.
"Um yeah, have you met your self? You're a total man whore, now Lizzie while does get all the guys, she doesn't date them for a day then the next day it's a new guy" as Casey told Derek off, Lizzie stood there in embarrassment and when Edwin looked at her she shrugged shyly. Then Derek went past Casey and stood next to Lizzie.
"So you're a Venturi replica, how does that feel?" Derek asked with a smirk on his face.
"Well I don't know Casey was over exaggerating that fact. But yes I'm 'popular' I guess. You could say I'm a little old Casey and a bit Derek" Lizzie said a little shyly.
"Me too," Edwin exclaimed "people always tell me that"
"Great, so now we know your both popular who cares?" Casey interrupted their excitement.
"Casey just cuz your some emo now and probably very unpopular does not mean you should hate the better people" Derek shot back to Casey's remark. Then Casey hit Derek in the shoulder. "Oww, what the hell was that for?"
"First off never call me an emo again or I'll cut your junk off" while Casey said that Lizzie nodded. She knew that her sister probably would do that. "And second I'll have you know Nylon magazine called my band the best underground band in America." Derek and Edwin stood there in shock.
"That's true" Lizzie added.
"Wait, you, you of all people have a band that's actually got some credit?" Derek practically stuttered out.
"Yeah, you know we actually have lyrics unlike your poor excuse for band, 'D-Rock', have to tell ya, na na na na are not lyrics" then she added to her self in a quite mumble, "can't believe I stooped as low to sing that" then she started walking away but then she turned "well except of you're like the Beatles or something, then you can pull anything off, but your nothing like that"
Then she walked away. Then Derek who was just to mad to talk went into his room. Then Lizzie and Edwin looked at each other.
"That's what I mean, she's so different but she will always fight with Derek" Lizzie said and they both laughed.