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Casey shook her head in despair. Her stepbrother, Derek, was her boyfriend. She couldn't believe it.
"Face it, Casey. We're lovers," Derek smiled.
"Whatever," she replied to her boyfriend slash stepbrother.
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"Ok, um… everyone works on pikes and herkies," Courtney yelled throughout the school gym.
She jogged over to Casey who was wearing the perfect cheer tryout attire.
"Hey, you ready," Courtney asked her.
"Yeah, I'm a little nervous, though," Casey smiled.
"Well, don't be. You'll do fine. If you can make this team, you'll definitely be great for our soccer team," Courtney reassured her. "Ok, everybody, listen up! Casey is here. She's new and would be great for this team. I want you all to sit down in the bleachers while she practices. Watch her carefully. Half of you could probably learn from her."
"I'm nervous. What if I screw up in front of them all," Casey wondered.
"You won't. Just pretend they're not event here. Now, I just wan you to start out with a few tucks, toe touch, hurdlers and then move onto pikes. After that, try the pike-out. It's the hardest one yet. You know how to do them all right," Courtney asked.
"Yeah, of course," Casey answered. She finished all of her moves quickly and wonderfully.
"Ok, you can go. I'll just discuss your tryout with everyone," Courtney smiled.
"Ok, thanks," Casey answered.
"Hey, Casey, wait up," Casey heard a voice behind her. Over walked a cute brown haired muscular boy. Casey was drawn to his simile immediately.
"Hey, I'm Max. I saw you trying out, you were great," he complimented.
"Oh, thank you. I'm Casey…well, you already know that," she blushed.
"Um… I was just thinking that maybe I could help show you around tomorrow or whatever," Max said as he handed Casey a piece of paper.
"Sure, that'd be great," Casey blushed again.
"Great. See you then," he said and ran over to his friends.
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"Oh Mom, he's so cute! I just can't believe that he would ask me out…well, not really ask me out. He kind of said show me around but he still asked me out!" Casey gushed.
She had yet to remember her boyfriend situation.
"Who's so cute," Derek interrupted.
"Uh, um, he's just this kid at…,"Casey began.
"He's this boy who asked Casey out. He's apparently really cute," Nora interfered.
"Oh, he seems nice. What's his name?" Derek questioned.
"Max."
"Oh, yeah, I know Max," Derek blinked.
"You should tell Casey more about him."
"Ok, we can just chat in my room, Casey," Derek turned his head. Casey followed him to his room.
"Max! Max, the football captain, Max?" Derek asked.
"Wow! Football captain? No wonder he looked so strong," Casey smiled.
"Casey! You're my girlfriend. You can't go out with Max," Derek pointed out.
"Relax. He just said he wanted to show me around," Casey told him.
"Yeah, sure. Just don't get too caught up, we are still together," Derek snorted and walked away.
"Unbelievable."
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"Congratulations Casey! You made the cheer squad," Courtney congratulated,
"Really? Thank you so much Courtney," Casey thanked her.
"Ok, today after school is the big tryout for soccer. 10 other girls are trying out. 2 freshmen, 2 sophomores and 6 juniors. The seniors don't care for the soccer team," Courtney informed her.
"Okay, thanks," Casey smiled.
"Great job," a familiar voice said. It was Max.
"Oh, thanks. Maybe you could watch a few of the games," Casey suggested. She already knew he was the football captain but she had started a conversation.
"Watch? I play in them. I'm the football captain," Max told her.
"Oh. Well, you could still watch. Anyways, I got to get to class," Casey said.
"Ok. See you later," Max walked away.
"Gosh he's cute," Casey said aloud.
"Yeah, sure," another familiar voice said.
"Derek, shut up," Casey said after turning around to walk to class.
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The Next Day
"Congrats. You're one of the two only juniors to make the team," Courtney congratulated again. Casey had made the soccer team.
"Thanks."
"No problem. Well, I got to get to class, but a few of the girls are going out to celebrate with the new teammates. You should come," Courtney handed her a piece of paper.
"That's my number. Call if you want to go. Oh yeah, I already know where you live, though… Thanks to Derek," Courtney spoke.
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"Derek, will you just shut up. You act so cocky some times. None of the girls are going to want to come in and see you. They're coming here for me, not you," Casey told him.
"How do you know?"
"Because I just do," Casey said. "Oh, they're here."
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Casey didn't get home until 2:00. The only person who had stayed up was Derek.
"Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to show up," Derek said as Casey stumbled in.
"Ah, shut up. We were just having some fun," Casey slurred.
"Oh my gosh. Are you drunk…you're drunk. Ok, come on. Let's get you upstairs," Derek shook his head. "Be quiet, Casey!
Casey snickered as she stumbled up the stairs.
"You're so dead."
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Casey woke up to Derek's face. He was standing above her.
"Get up," he said quietly.
"Stop yelling at me," Casey covered her ears.
"I'm not yelling. That's what happens when you come in drunk at 2:00 in the morning. You're hung-over, dumbass," Derek reminded her.
"I am not. You're so lying."
"We really need to discuss this, Casey," Derek told her.
"Discuss what? Me being hung-over?"
"No. Us dating. We just really need to discuss some of this stuff," Derek said.
"There's nothing to discuss. We can't be together and that's that. You're my stepbrother and I'm your stepsister. Us being together would be like Lizzie and Edwin dating...oh my gosh, I can't believe this is happening," Casey complained.
"Case, it's not that bad. You're over exaggerating."
"I am not over exaggerating! First my boyfriend is my stepbrother and now I am drunk!"
"Okay, Casey, how about this. One, you need to stop yelling before everyone hears you. Two, we can still be together. We just have to keep it a secret. We can't tell anyone. We can't spend a lot of time together. All we can really do is…talk on our laptops," Derek realized.
Casey whimpered and put her face in her pillow.
"My life totally sucks," she muffled.
Even though he didn't want to admit it, Derek loved Casey. Not only as a girlfriend, but now as a stepsister.
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A/N- I had to actually search up some of those cheer moves. I added in Max and trust me; you will here more about him. I thought I'd do something no one would expect out of 'normal Casey' and have her be drunk. I hope you liked it! Please review! Thanks…