Ok sorry about the long over due chapter but school and filming is getting to me so I've kinda had to put this on a bit of a hold but don't worry I got another chapter right here.
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Casey was pacing the kitchen trying to figure out a way to talk to her mom about Sara coming over or her going over to Sara's it was difficult to say the least and with Derek in the room it made things all the more vindictive.
"Casey if you don't stop that pacing your going to have a trench where you stand"
"Derek I'm thinking maybe it's something you should try I bet it would benefit you greatly, seeing as you're oblivious to almost everything. Except for walking talking sticks"
"Ohh that was a harsh one Case have you come to play hardball?"
"Me making fun of your taste in what you call woman is not playing hardball Derek it's making a simple statement about the fact that the greats Derek Venturi can't get decent girls"
"I can get any girl I want"
"Oh really? Try finding a girl in our school who's halfway decent, and doesn't dress like a bimbo you get a girl like that then I stand corrected until then that's the way it is bud get used to it"
Derek smirked almost speechless, Casey knew how to argue that was not a contest of factors that he would try to deny but this one in particular was just a whole new genre that Casey usually didn't spill. Her comebacks and overall stance had wit to it she was pulling out lines that contained sarcasm that was better then her usual grade four banter. Derek pondered wondering just where this knew form of Casey had come from, stranger still was the fact that he enjoyed this Casey more then her ought to. However a thought like that didn't hold him back, in fact it fuelled him.
"Alright fine maybe my taste in woman could be better but then you know as well as I do that the only girls that are halfway decent in the school are you and Emily. So what are you trying to say, should I go after Emily or are you trying to tell me something?"
Casey had a look of pure shock and horror on her face that made Derek's smirk grow wider upon seeing this Casey decided to play his game he wanted hardball he would have it.
"Well that all depends Derek what is it that you want? After all isn't that the way you work you get what you want when you want it? Or has curiosity gotten the better of you, they say forbidden fruit is always the sweetest it's just how you go about getting that determines weather or not you will be accountable for you actions"
Casey smiled and walked into the living room, leaving a gawking Derek in the kitchen. While in the living room Casey hears her mother come in and immediately asks about Sara. And after a long discussion Casey leapt up into the kitchen to grab the phone.
"What are you so happy about" Derek asked as he walked into the kitchen grabbing some pizza out of the fridge.
"I get to see Sara today, her plane will here soon and I'm going to be going to uncle Pats cottage with her for five days"
"Five days that means you'll miss school"
"So I'm ahead so I can afford it"
"But you never miss school even when your sick!"
"And that's important to me because…?
Derek faltered not sure how to address the subject, it was weird Casey usually would never go anywhere to miss anything school related. And now here she was missing three days of school it was to weird.
"Whatever I'm just surprised that my slacker attitude has rubbed off on you"
"There's a difference between slacking and having a well deserved break. I could stay off school for two months and still be up to date with everyone else. So the fact that I can bothers you?
"No it's just what ever Case at least this means people get a break form klutzilla and her many adventures of mishap and classic geekness."
"Isn't it dangerous to put one's entire vocabulary into a single sentence?"
"I..uh"
"See Derek when you use big words and then you don't know the meaning of them you look like an idiot. It's called context, maybe you should look that up.
And with that Casey left a sulking Derek pouting to himself, his ego defeated by his step sister. With the smile on her face one could think that she was the one who conquered Sparta and the Roman Empire.
Few hours later.
"Hello…? Casey"
Derek had been knocking on Casey's door and not getting any response so he did what he always did, he barged in.
And there was Casey sitting on her bed with head phone's and a whole bunch of wires and buttons her guitar lay across her bed with papers with musical notation scribbled all over them. Needless to say it was a cute little picture Derek's mind commented and then halted.
"Did I just think that about Casey?"
Derek didn't have time to finish his thought because Casey looked up and addressed him in typical Casey a like manner.
"And your here because..?
"Nora told me to tell you that, that Sara chick will be here in an hour to get you since you have this crap out you couldn't hear anybody" Derek finished off in annoyance a little smile tugging at Casey's lips. She got up and walked over to her dresser grabbing things as she spoke.
"Oh you mean like when you listen to your music so loud that even in the basement we have to yell to speak? Courtesy of headphones is better then making the whole house hear crappy music over and over again Derek."
"My music is not crappy"
"Oh so your saying Alien Ant Farm is good then? Or how about Vanilla ice?"
"Well what do you listen to that so great"
"Um bands like the Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Queen, Pink Floyd, The Guess Who, The Ramones...?
"And the spice girls" Derek finished for her.
"Hey every girl is allowed to have there guilty pleasure but you my simple minded friend have no taste. Look at how that word keeps coming up. No taste in woman or music pretty soon good food for you will consist of cardboard."
"Oh come on you listen to old stuff"
"Because it's better then the crap that they call music today, Robert Plant didn't go into the studio not knowing how to sing. Unlike Vanilla Ice who came up with the saddest rhymes I have ever heard"
"Oh come on you couldn't rap it's a lot harder then it sounds you know"
"Oh really? How about I drop a few lines on ya all free style"
Derek smirked almost laughing.
"Alright go ahead"
Casey stood in front of Derek ready to prove to Derek once and for all that she was so much more then he thought she was. If he liked rap he'd get some.
I'm about to put this on the ground
Spilling out lines with all these people around
You don't seem to realize that I'm a musician
Writing lyrics is my passion so I'ma lock you into submission
You got me pulling lines cuz of my musical position
Well sweet heart if you can't stand the heat get outta the kitchen
I could go on this topic and be here for day's
But the look on your face shows that this was enough you got played
So I'm gonna leave this the way it was made
Your jaw hanging from start to finish while you sink down to your grave
Derek was well to say the least astonished that was a pretty sweet freestyle but for it to be from Casey it was like Adonis was shining down on her and was caught in the blinding light.
"Anyway I have to go Sara will be here soon see you in five days"
Casey waked down the stairs bag in hand while Derek just stood there wondering what on earth possessed him to even think that he could win. Oh wait this was just his step sister apparently she had no talents except extreme over annoying qualities that would make event he pope swear in frustration. But there he was the victim of his own creation after all he did ask for it and she gave it to him, and made him look like an ass what girl and yet he was intrigued by her more then he had been. Who was Casey Macdonald? It was a question he was going to have to find the answer to.
So there you go hope you like my little rap thin there I have no idea where it came form but I can just see it being really funny. R&R please.
