Casey stared blankley at the computer screen, half writing an essay on To Kill A
Mockingbird and half opening her drawer to glance at the beautiful picture of Max
taken at a football game a month ago just a week before she had called it quits. She
missed him. It killed her to admit that she had dumped one of the best looking guys
in school but she had lost too much of herself to keep up the facade. She hated
whom she had become. He hadn't been the best boyfriend. He never opened doors
for her, told her how beautiful she was, or took her out on romantic dates. He wasn't
for her and that was what Casey had to admit to herself.
In the midst of self pity, a rapid knocking tapped on her door. "Casey!" a sing song
voice echoed with a slight muffle.
Great. A Peppy blond is coming to tell me I have died and am being taken to
Lonley for Life hell, she thought.
With reluctance, Casey answered.
"Come in, Kendra." The blond burst through the door half way through those three
little words.
"And what do I owe his pleasure?" Casey struggled to keep the sarcasm from her
voice.
"Oh nothing too interesting." Kendra bounced onto her freshly made bed, wrinkling
it worse than it had been when she had awoken.
Without another word between the two, Casey turned back twords her computer and
began typing. Typing nonscense words that would have to be erased as soon as
Kendra got the hint and left.
"Hhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa."
"Is there something I can do for you or are you just trying to excape the presence of
my disgusting step brother?"
"Actually, I think I might have some great news that will have you jumping with
excitement."
"Alright. You have my undevided attention," Casey said as she swung her chair
around and put one foot in front of the other to crawl twords Kendra. "Spill."
"You...,"she paused.
"Ahha," Casey egged on.
"And me..."
"Ya."
"AndDerekandEricareallgoingto thelakenextweektohaveaawsome andtotallyfunfilled
marchbreak."
Casey shook her head. Kendra had said everything in a blur of words that she
couldn't have caught everything even if she had tried with every fiber of her being.
"Huh?"
"Casey, Casey, Casey. It's simple. We want you to come with us to the lake next
week," Kendra said a matter of fact like as she whipped open Casey's closet and
began pulling summer clothing from her closet. She held up a green tank top with a
jeweled neckline next to her body. "Do you have anything sexier than this?"
Ignoring the question, Casey stood up, walked to the window, and sat on the sill
crossing her arms.
"I'm not sure Kendra. I had already made plans with Emily and the idea of a break
does most definitely not include Derek."
"Oh come on, you'll find something to preoccupy you while I occupy your brother."
"Step brother," she corrected. Casey wasn't sure why her and Derek both insisted on
correcting everyone when they failed to put step infront but it pissed them both off.
"I'm sure Emily will be fine without you for one week. You should get out of the
house...especially with everything that has happened." Pity etched on Kendra's face.
Instead of getting annoyed with that look that she had gotten so many times in the
past weeks, Casey just looked at Kendra.
Of all the girls Derek had dated in the past, the girl before her wasn't as pretty as the
rest of them. She had a certain something that was undeniable. She was confident
and from what Casey had heard, experienced. That had to be the only reason on
why Derek was with her.
And speaking of the ban of her existence, he came sauntering in like he owned the
place. He was wearing a tight grey t-shirt with a black blutton down thrown over it,
his washed out jeans hanging low on his hips. Just having heard the toilet flush
moments before, that could explain why his belt was undone and he was rebuckling
it right in front of them, or he tried because Kendra chose that moment to grab him
in that exact spot and unbuckled what he had just slightly accomlished, pulling him in
for a full on kiss.
She would never admit it to herself but every time Derek kissed a girl, it fascinated
her. It wasn't like Casey had dated a lot of guys but Sam and Max never kissed her
like that. Sam had insisted on keeping his mouth closed and Max was more of a hard
pressed peck one minute or too much tongue the next. Derek's technique just
looked right. His lips did most the work with the occational flick of his tongue darting
into her mouth for a tease which caused Kendra to sigh audibly. Apparently they had
no shame.
"Ahhhhahhmmm," Casey cleared her throat.
Derek just smirked in that way of his. "So how about it, Spacey? You in?"
