Hehe okay guys! Thanks for the lovely reviews, 4 in just 12 hours! Seeing as the first chapter was soooo short I thought I Should make the next installment all quicklike :P
The reply to my reviewers are as followed: The " I know" Part was Derek speaking to Casey as he was holding her. And i totally agree with the switching perspectives idea, hehe thats why I had this chapter written out already tee-hee. It's going to start off slow but dont'cha worry it's going to get much much better
Disclaimer: You know the drill hehe
Lets see where should I begin…Hmm. Okay this story is going to take too much out of someone of my age, so let's switch perspectives, maybe into a more general point of view? Yeah things sure are going to get confusing yet interesting…By the way I'm Edwin Venturi-McDonald…I guess, You know the handsome devil himself, the smartest stud you've-
"EDWIN!" Okay time to switch point of view.
"Edwin get down here this instant!"
"Geez, what did I do?"
The oldest Venturi was sitting in his favorite chair, holding a shirt on his lap, that didn't look like a very manly shirt.
"Oh…Heh.." Edwin gulped as Derek started to move from his chair, pink shirt in hand "Mind explaining… why the shirt I sent you to take to the laundry room, which once was WHITE is now PINK!"
" Now ya see Derek…about that.."
"Edwin!" Lunging after his little brother Derek missed by an inch as the little Venturi scattered towards the kitchen. " Help! Help! Someone!"
" Hey what's going on in here! I can't hear myself think-Derek what are you up-" Looking down, Casey noticed the Pink shirt in the aforementioned boy's hands.
"Ha-ha taking up on a new fashion sense I guess?"
Despite the glare he gave her and the victim getting away Casey continued her verbal attack, hey it was rare to get such a great opportunity such as this.
" Let me guess.. All that womanizing finally got tiring, decided on a different approach, with different gendered poor souls?"
"Casey…" He gritted out.
"Derekkkkk…" She mocked back at him, a grin formulating on her lips, oh this was good.
"This is your fault, so you better keep your mouth shut" Letting out a gasp Casey retorted with a simple " and that's why you were chasing Edwin? Tsk tsk, venting out your frustrations on your little brother is not healthy, maybe we should speak to Mom and George about that.."
Walking towards her slowly Casey matched each step only going in the opposite direction, she wasn't afraid…she just didn't like be so close to Derek.
She had her reasons.
"No…. Edwin messed this shirt up" Bringing the t-shirt up to the eye level of both teens for emphasis he then threw it across the room in anger and closed the proximity between both himself and Casey. " But only because you had your read shirt in there as well."
Sighing she relaxed her shoulders not caring anymore how close or how angry Derek seemed to be. " So? That's not my fault he was incompetent enough to mix the two."
Derek's only response was glaring at her with even more conviction. " Gawd Derek lighten up this isn't that serious of a matter, now get out of my way I have to finish my homework before eight"
Still not moving aside he responded by placing both his hands on either side of Casey and upon the walls that She just so happened to pin herself against. " Derek stop it, I'm not in the mood for 'Fight your way away from the obnoxious jerk of a step-brother today' "
"Have a date with Sammy boy?"
At this she laughed. " Still bent out of shape that your best friend decided to go out with me after all? Come on Derek get over it." Still no movement, not even when she placed her hand upon his arms. She could feel the chills undulate throughout her body. " Derek!"
" Like I care." His strength on his outstretched arms seem to weaken. Oh what a lie that was.
" Well obviously you do, now let me go before I scream." Letting loose he placed his hands into his pockets and turned around aimed for the stairs. " Yeah sure, I think I'm going to go call Emily to hang out for a bit or something."
Standing their with her mouth wide open it took awhile for Casey to take action. "Derek! Get back here!" Casey didn't even notice she passed by a confused Edwin and Lizzie as she ran up the staircase to Derek's room only to have the door shut in her face; banging she cried for his attention.
" Derek you've already played with her heart, stop it!" A couple of more bangs and finally he emerged from his room with a grin on his face. "Oh do you need to use the phone? Here." Handing her the phone he started to walk downstairs. " I gotta get the door anyways"
It happened way to fast to fully process it, and yet when retracing her steps later on that evening it seemed to happen all too slow that the true torture of what happened was that she could remember every detail.
He moved towards the stairs a smirk on his face at succeeding over the great Casey once again, she had screamed out Derek, full of rage mixed in with her pleading for him to listen to her. Of course he didn't turn nor pay mind…that is until with some miraculous strength she tugged on his shirt and then pulled him to turn around and face her.
His shocked expression was only beaten by the following shock after one Casey McDonald pulled Derek down to kiss her.
" Hey Nora.. Did you just get a feeling that something bad just happened?" George turned to look at his loving wife with concern.
" No.. I don't this so."
" Daddy Daddy I wanna see Smerek and Casey!" George simply gave a somber smile. Oh no.
Breaking free from the kiss, although surprisingly not willingly on Derek's part but from the one whom initiated it. The step-siblings made no movement until the sound of the doorbell jumped them out of their stupor.
" I-I-I have to go get that."
"Yeah, you go do that…I'm going to go uh check on Marty."
" Marty's with George and Nora." A blatant response.
" Right I meant go check on the food." Her words but a mere mutter.
" What food?" Way to go Venturi, just keep pissing her off...idiot.
" I mean-Go get the door!" Forming her hands into a fist she was suuure angry.
" Hey don't tell me what to-" "THE DOOR!"
He did not protest. As Derek ran for the door to be greeted by a toothy Emily his mind was elsewhere and so were his eyes, that were glancing at the staircase.
" Derek? Are you going to let me in?"
Did She really just kiss me?
I looked towards Lizzie, she just shrugged. Man maybe we should've followed them upstairs.
Teens sure are weird.
Hehe I hope you liked that little update, there sure is going to be more to come, just review and tell me how ya feel thankies!