Chapter 2:
Casey looked up at the ceiling. According to her alarm clock, it was 3:30 in the morning on a school night. This was not going well.
She was finding it difficult to sleep in the same room as Derek, and who could blame her, he snored like a moose during mating season (not that I study moose mating habits or anything, but one could only assume). But that wasn't the reason she couldn't sleep.
The reason she couldn't sleep was the fact she was in love with said moose, and he despised her. She wanted so bad to tell her mom the reason she couldn't share a room with Derek, but her mom would probably kill her.
Her mom and George were so happy when she was dating Sam. He was smart, honest, and he was a pure gentleman with her. But that wasn't what she wanted. It might have been what she thought she wanted, but what she really wanted was a bad boy. What she really wanted was Derek.
She finally fell asleep with that thought. The only guy in the world she wanted was her stupid, womanizing, step-brother who despised her, and she loved him nonetheless.
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She had finally fallen asleep. He got up and drew back the curtain between their beds. He stood there, just watching her sleep.
She was absolutely beautiful.
She was way too good for him.
She hated him.
But he loved her. He had since they had laid eyes on each other at their parent's wedding.
She was beautiful then too. She was wearing a dark purple satin bridesmaid's gown. He probably had of asked her out if he hasn't figured out who she was. He had been his father's best man and she was her mom's maid of honor. They walked down the aisle together. She blushed the entire time and he couldn't help but give one of his infamous smirks. He'd secretly, or not so secretly in Ed's case, loved her since.
He sat down on the edge of her bed and brushed the hair out of her face. He sat there for a long time, just wishing he could have her, and knowing he couldn't.