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A/N: So I'm glad that everyone liked the last chapter. Okay so I noticed something about my story after someone pointed it out…the 'nothing would ever be the same' part at the end, the repetitiveness is getting on my nerves, so it must be getting on yours! lol. I'll not be putting that at the end. I don't why I kept writing it that way…

Onto the story!

Jenna

First Break-Up

"I can't believe that you did that!" Casey yelled angrily.

Derek flinched at the coldness of her blue eyes. Once she got like that, there was no reconciliation.

"Casey-" He began a futile attempt to calm her down.

"Don't you 'Casey' me! I saw you." She glared icily at him.

"Case…I swear, what you saw, I didn't kiss her, she kissed me!" He protested.

"Oh and I suppose that you didn't start kissing her back, it just looked like that!" She folded her arms and started tapping her foot on the tile floor.

Derek fell silent.
"That's what I thought." Casey gave a bitter smile. "It's bad enough that you cheated on me…but you chose that…that...slut?"

Derek started to shake his head. "You've got to believe me Casey…I didn't cheat on you, I wouldn't cheat on you!"

Tears welled up in her blue eyes as she stared up at him. "Well that's the problem Derek. I don't believe you; I shouldn't have ever believed you. I just wonder how many other times this has gone on."

Derek started getting angry. "You know what Casey? Fine. Don't believe me. It's nice to know that you trusted me; I mean we've dated for a freaking year and a half. That's the longest relationship I've ever been in; doesn't that say something to you?"

She shook her head.

"Fine…if you want this to be over…okay. I'm out." Derek threw up his hands and walked off.

She slid down her locker onto the floor and started crying uncontrollably; her long dark hair falling like a curtain around her face and knees.

Casey's Flashback:

I came around the corner and stopped in disbelief.

Derek, my boyfriend, was leaning against his locker and Tasha Reynolds, cheerleading captain and school slut, was up against him. They were locked in a pretty passionate kiss.

Derek broke the kiss long enough to look up and see me standing a few feet away.
I turned and ran.

He ran after me, the end result being what had just happened.

End Casey's Flashback

Derek left Casey and stormed outside.

That was one of Casey's most infuriating traits. She tended to only believe what she saw. She never gave anyone the chance to give their side of the story.

They had been involved in little tiffs before; Casey was too insecure to think that Derek would actually stay with her and not run off to some other girl. He had always managed to convince her that she was the only girl for him, but this time it had failed.

He thought back to what had started the whole mess.

Derek's Flashback:

I had been leaning against his locker, waiting for Casey to meet me for lunch, when Tasha Reynolds had walked up.

"Hey Derek!" She had smiled cheerfully. "What's up?"

"I'm waiting for my girlfriend." I gave a short, clipped answer placing the emphasis on girlfriend, hoping that she would get the message.

Unfortunately for me, she didn't.

"You know…I was just thinking, we could get together sometime- have a little fun?" She asked, a slow, seductive smile creeping onto her plastic features.

I shook my head. "No thanks."

Tasha ran her brightly colored fingernails up my chest. "Are you sure? Your girlfriend doesn't have to find out; it could be our little secret." She leaned in closer to me. The stifling scent of some perfume that I guessed was supposed to entice me floated around my head, making me choke.

She pressed her body against mine, her long blonde hair brushing against my leather jacket.

I started to push her away, but she was having none of that.

Wrapping her arms around my neck in a surprisingly strong grip, she yanked my head down and latched her slimy lips onto mine.

Forcing her tongue into my mouth, she jerked me closer. This happened to be around the time Casey had gotten there.

Finally getting her off of me, I looked up to see her, my Casey, watching us, a look of intense hurt and disgust on her face. She turned and ran down the hallway.

"Get off me." I warned in a low voice.

Tasha backed up. "What's wrong?" She asked feigning innocence. Even though we both knew there wasn't an innocent bone in her body.

"Don't you ever touch me again." I spoke through gritted teeth.

Tasha huffed and spun around on her impossibly high heels, only to fall on her butt.

I ran after Casey, desperate to explain to her what had happened.


End Derek's Flashback

Guess I hadn't done such a good job; since it had ended in a breakup.

He punched the wall in anger, ignoring the immediate pain it brought.

Why hadn't she believed me? I should've made her believe me; I should've done everything in my power to make her understand that I didn't want anybody but her.

But I hadn't. I had lost her, but she was the one I hadn't ever wanted to lose.

He stared down at his bloodied knuckles unseeingly.

First Make-Up

It had been a long, and miserable two weeks since Derek and Casey had broken up.

Seeing him everyday, not being able to cuddle with him and kiss him, to just talk to him, was killing her.

She hit her head against the locker. "Casey?"

She looked up to see Tasha.

"What do you want?" Casey asked bitterly.

"I just came to explain a couple of things." She said in a small voice.

Right. What could she possibly say that could make me feel any better?

"Derek didn't cheat on you." She looked down at her feet.

"Right and I'm not a grade-grubber." She turned back to her locker.

"I came onto him." She went on. "He was waiting for you at his locker. Now I have one question to ask you…what kind of guy would cheat on his girlfriend in the exact spot that he was supposed to meet her at? You were minutes away from seeing him…why would he have chosen that moment to cheat on you- if he was going to?" She questioned Casey.

Wait? I should be giving her the third degree, not the other way around! She did have a point though.

"I guess that could be taken into consideration." Casey begrudgingly allowed her that one.

"When you came up, I had just forced Derek into a kiss that he seriously wanted no part in. He tried pushing me away… I'm just not used to being rejected. I..ah…I thought I could change his mind." She admitted.

Casey sighed heavily. "You swear on that?" She asked reluctantly.

Tasha nodded. "I swear on my pink Prada heels."

I guess that's a…good thing?

After a few more moments of extremely awkward talking, Tasha headed back to her other cheerleading friends and Casey went in search of Emily.

She found Derek instead.

"Hi." She mumbled shyly.

Derek eyed her warily. "What's going on? You haven't spoken to me for a couple of weeks."

"I talked to Tasha." She answered.

"Oh." Derek waited for the apology that was sure to come.

"Derek…I'm sorry." Now came the tears. "I should have believed you. I love you. What kind of girlfriend am I?" She wailed.

Derek grabbed her hand and yanked her into an empty classroom.

"Casey, baby, its okay." He soothed.

"No its not." She shook her head tearfully. "I'm a horrible person; you shouldn't even be talking to me right now."

Derek wiped at her tears with his thumbs. "Case…it's okay, really it is. You didn't know."

"What happened to your hand?" She asked, sniffling.

"I punched the brick wall outside after we broke up." Derek held it out and she ran her fingers lightly over the bruises.

"Why would you do that?" More sniffling.

"Casey MacDonald…I am so in love with you, that I can't think straight. Do you even know what you do to me?" He whispered.

She looked up at him, breathless, the tears slowly drying on her cheeks.

"I'm sorry. I could have been more insistent that Tasha leave me alone." He apologized.

"You're right-you could have."

Derek raised an eyebrow at her. "I'm glad you agree."

She giggled lightly at his expression. "Derek, I love you so much." She buried her face into his chest, breathing in the scent of his cologne.

"I've missed us." He ran his fingers through her hair.

She raised her head and nodded. "Me too."

He stared down at her in the way that she loved.

Leaning down he captured her lips in a gentle kiss that became almost desperate as it continued.

She placed both hands on either side of his face and returned the kiss with an ardor she hadn't known she possessed.

Minutes later they broke apart.

Derek rested his forehead against hers, and warm brown eyes met sky blue ones.

"I'm glad you're mine." He murmured.

She smiled in agreement.

Everything was back to normal.

Okay so how was that? Any good? I hope so. And I kept my above promise! Yay!

haha. Let me know if anything sounded wrong or if something didn't make any sense.

Review please!

Jenna