Casey...

I looked at Derek prepared to answer his question in a nice tone but something inside me just snapped. Maybe it was the fact this guy, this amazing songwriter who could win over any girl over with a pen and paper (and an amazing kiss) was crazy for Sally! Sally of all girls! Yeah, I'm pretty sure that sent me into my sarcastic stabs.

"She and I often have random hook ups in bars. But you probably know that."

He brushed off my sarcastic jab and said "Really, how do you know Sally?"

"We both go to the school for the rich and snobby."

He raised his eyesbrows "Wow, so you guys are like friends?"

How dare he lump me with her in a catagory of 'friends.' I resisted the urge to scream "She's not even worth a fraction of my time!" Instead I simply replied "We're more of acquaintances." Which was true seeing as how she never left me or Lizzie's side. She was like the dog we never had, a real b- well you get my point.

"How long have you known her?"

I had enough of twenty questions Sally edition and finally let my frustration get to me. "What do you see in Sally? I could floss with that girl." I probably could, she was like a size half!

"You don't have to shout, it's not a train station. We're in a tiny car."

I rolled my eyes. "I just don't see how you could be crying over a girl like Sally. You know she'd screw you're whole band even though their all gay."

"What's your problem? Why are you attacking me? Did I do something to you or is it that time of the month for you?" he was angry now too. "You don't even know me!"

I chuckled at that comment, "Oh I know you better than you think."

"Really now?"

"You're a straight guy in a queercore band and you're obsessed with Sally. They could make action figures out of you, balls not included."

"Seriously? You think that's who I am? What about you?"

I ughed "Don't even pretend that you know me."

"You're a rich girl who hates Sally. You're not exactly the definition of complex."

"Oh and Sally is? Tell you what, go to the dictionary search for 'easy' and tell me you don't see her picture there."

Derek was silent now, he was done arguing probably because he knew it was true. Sally was easy and she would happily sleep with any guy if it bettered her status somehow. I really hit a nerve in Derek but the weird thing was I wanted to apologize, I normally don't feel the need to apologize for telling it like it is. Maybe some part of me carried about Derek's happiness. Or maybe because I didn't want the rest of the night to be awkward. Sam did pay me fifty bucks if I showed Derek some fun so he would forget about Sally.

"Look, I'm sorry, that was not right of me to say to you." I sucked at apologies but I hoped that one sounded sincere.

Derek kept his eyes on the road but I saw a slight grin curl up on the side of his mouth. "It's no big deal. Let's just forget it."

We continued to drive in silence until we both saw the place we wanted to go for some fun.