Disclaimer: I do not own Life with Derek.
Holding On to You
Chapter four
Casey dropped Lizzie off at her old school and then arrived minutes later at her own. Since the schools started at different times, she was at least 20 minutes early. She wanted to get there before classes actually started so that she could get used to the school again, and try to remember what her classes were. She'll probably have to go to the main office for that…
The weird part about all of this was probably the fact that there were boys going to her school now. When she went there, there weren't any boys so she didn't have to worry about looking pretty and wearing make up. Although, even if she didn't have to worry; she still came to school looking nice. It wasn't in her genes to come to school looking horrible. She had done that once hated it. At her other school, she had been used to having boys in it, but with this one, it was a bit weird.
Plus, no matter how many times people kept telling her that she had gone to this school previously, she knew they were wrong. Even if she kept wondering if she had indeed made all of those people up, she knew deep down that she hadn't. She knew they were real. Especially when she had that dream with Derek in it. That dream was all too real. She could literally feel the emotion Derek was feeling. It was something she had never experienced before.
Walking into the building, Casey immediately turned into the main office. The room was empty of students (probably because it was morning) and nothing but an old lady sitting in the front desk was there, staring at the computer. Once she noticed that Casey was there, she smiled.
"Hello dear, how may I help you?"
Casey walked closer to the desk and returned a smile of her own, "Hi, I was wondering if I could get a copy of my schedule. I seem to have forgotten what mine was…"
"Oh ok, well what is your first and last name?"
"Casey McDonald."
"Okay one moment please…ah here we are! Casey McDonald."
She printed out the schedule and handed it over to Casey.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, have a nice day."
"You too," Casey walked out of the office and looked at her schedule. Apparently, she had Math first…
"Hey Casey, over here!"
Kendra? Is that Kendra? Wait, Kendra? Since when did she go here? And why is she calling me? Didn't she and Derek break up? Oh wait, Derek 'doesn't exist'. None of this is making sense, how is Kendra here and Derek isn't? How is, why is…
"Casey, are you all right?"
Casey blinked; Kendra was standing in front of her looking quite concerned. Her blonde hair was in a ponytail and she was wearing blue jeans with a green dressy shirt.
"Kendra, what are you doing here? Why are you at my school? You don't go here, you go to Derek's school!"
Kendra quirked an eyebrow at her, "Casey, what are you talking about? Of course I go here. And who is Derek? Does Casey have a boyfriend I don't know about?" She nudged Casey with a wink.
Boyfriend? How the heck did she get that out of what I said? And what did she mean that she goes here? Did she hit her head on a rock and become delusional?
"Kendra, you don't go here, you've never been here. And no Derek isn't my boyfriend!"
Kendra's eyes grew wide at Casey's outburst. She reached over and put her hand on Casey's forehead, "Casey, I don't think you're feeling too well. Maybe you should have stayed home."
Kendra's hand fell and Casey turned her head away, trying to fathom all of this.
Kendra suddenly grabbed Casey's arm excitedly, "So, do you want to go the mall after school today?"
Has Kendra lost it? Does she not know that I don't usually hang out with her? I hang out with Emily! Oh… that's right, she doesn't 'exist' either…
"Kendra, no offence, but I think you're the one whose not feeling well."
Kendra looked shocked, "Me? Why? I feel perfectly fine."
"Yeah…listen Kendra, I'm going to head to class."
Kendra looked even more shocked, "Class? Why so early?"
Casey shrugged, she was getting sick of Kendra now, "I don't know. Just want to get a head start"
"But Case, that's not like you. You're always late with me."
Late? I'm never late!
"What are you talking about? I'm always early."
Kendra raised her eyebrow, looking confused, "Um okay, I'm gunna go…you're acting weird. I'll see you later okay?"
"Okay…" Kendra gave her one last look before walking away with some other random girl.
Casey just shook her head at how everything was turning out; she just didn't get it.
Walking into the classroom, Casey smiled at the young, brunette teacher as she passed by and turned to find a seat. She found one in the center of the front row so that she could focus on taking notes. Minutes later, the door opened and students started pouring in. The teacher got up and addressed the class.
"Good morning, students. Take out your notes from yesterday. We'll be continuing them and then we'll take a quiz over the first half. Any questions?"
One of the students in the back raised their hand, Casey couldn't recognize him at all, "Yes Daniel?"
"Ugh, what if we don't have our notes...?" Uh oh...Casey didn't have her notes either. How could she have them when she wasn't in class yesterday?
She raised her hand, "I don't have them either, ma'am."
The teacher sighed, "And why are we so unprepared? Well, you weren't here yesterday so you'll be excused from this lesson. Daniel, on the other hand, will just have to share with somebody. I don't have anymore notes." So his name was Daniel…now all she had to do was figure out everybody else's.
Casey nodded while Daniel just groaned.
Even though the teacher...who Casey didn't quite know what her name was...said that she didn't need to take notes, she did anyway. She didn't want to get behind.
The class continued on like this: the teacher talking, Casey and the rest of the class, well actually just a few students, taking notes while the others slept. The lights were off, so that was when most of the class went out.
Around ten o'clock, the door was pulled open, causing most of the students to stir, and wake. The class and the teacher turned to whoever was at the door. At first, Casey couldn't see who it was but the second they came in, her mouth dropped open when she saw who it was.
It was Derek Venturi, THE Derek Venturi.
She tuned everything out, all of the noise that was in the room, gone. The only focus she had was on Derek, because Casey couldn't believe her eyes. She thought that she was imagining things. Everyone had told her that he didn't exist yet here he was standing in her classroom, holding a piece of paper. He was clear as day. No ghost, spirit, illusion. He was real, as real as her and everyone else in the room.
She wanted to rush up to him, to explain all of the things that had been happening, but she didn't want to make a fool out of herself. He was talking with the teacher after all...and now he was leaving. But before he reached the door, he looked right at her, with that same familiar smirk she thought she would never see again.
"Casey."
"You have every right to be scared. I would be too. Now don't laugh at me when I tell you this, which is if you remember... But well-"
"Casey? Are you with us? You need to go down to the office." Casey's head snapped towards the teacher and she nodded, though she was not all completely there. Who was that voice? She grabbed the slip and walked out of the classroom, the eyes of the students following her until she shut the door.
Before continuing her trip to the office, she glanced down the hallway to see if Derek was there...he wasn't. Sighing in disappointment, Casey took off towards the office and once she arrived there, she walked up to the lady she had seen this morning.
"Well, look whose back! What can I do for you?"
Casey gave the lady her slip.
"Oh ok, well Mr. Harris (the principle) will be with you shortly. Please take a seat."
Casey did just that.
"Casey McDonald?"
Casey looked up and saw an old man who looked to be in his forties, wearing a grey suit and glasses. He smiled at her and motioned for her to follow him.
"So, how are you today, Ms. McDonald?"
"Good. Yourself?"
"I'm great, but I have a question for you."
Casey raised her eyebrow, "Yes?"
"Well, I've been starting this tutoring club and I've been looking around for students who wouldn't mind tutoring other children, and I've asked teachers to look around too. One teacher, Mrs. Scott, says that you are a great student, so how do you feel about joining it for some extra credit?"
"Extra credit?" Hm, that would really help out and look good on my college application!
"Yes. It's already started and it's from 7-8 in the morning and you can also come during lunch and help out. So what do you think?"
Casey smiled; she thought it was a great idea. Anyway to help out her fellow students would make her happy. "Sure I'd be glad to."
Mr. Harris smiled, "Great! There will be a teacher sponsoring it, and the room number will be…" he wrote it down on a piece of paper and handed it to her.
Room 206
She smiled again and thanked Mr. Harris.
"Oh it's no problem! And thank you!"
Casey left the office and was about to turn the corner when she suddenly ran into somebody she least expected.
A/N: I'm sorry about the wait! I had so much trouble writing this chapter. I've basically been on writers block for all my stories. So I'm sorry that this chapter was horribly horrible. Anyways, next update, I'll try to be faster! All you have to do is review and you get the chapter!
xoxo,
lilcutie0918
