Chapter 6- Trouble
Disclaimer- I don't own LWD.
Casey's POV
I sat in the principal's office the next day, the last place I wanted to be. He paced back in forth of me and kept glancing at me.
"I don't know what to say. I never would've expected you to skip school Casey. Now, I'm taking into consideration your um…your situation. I am going to go easy on you and let you off with a warning. Please don't do it again. If you do, I'll have no choice but to inform your…guardian," he told me.
"Thanks. I really appreciate this. I'm sorry and I won't do it again," I apologized, not really caring.
"Okay. You can go now," he told me. "Oh yes. Paul isn't here today so you won't need to go to his office during free period."
"Okay," I said.
I left the office and walked to my locker. As soon as I opened it, a note fell out.
It said:
To: Casey
From: Derek
I sighed. Derek hadn't spoken to me since the day before and I wondered what he needed.
I opened the letter and began to read.
Dear Casey,
I feel bad for calling you a bitch. I shouldn't have been doing any of that in the first place. I really want you to forgive me.
Love, Derek
Even though it was short, I was still glad he was considerate enough to send me a letter. I set off to find him. His next class was history and that's where I headed.
I walked into the classroom and saw him sitting with Sam.
"Hey Derek," I smiled.
"What the hell do you want?" he asked.
"Um…I just want to thank you for the letter and I wanted to tell you that I--," Casey began to say until Derek started to speak.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you talking about? What letter? I never gave you a letter," Derek replied.
He turned to Sam, whose face was red and was looking down.
"But then…," I whispered, confusion spreading over me. Just then, I saw Sam and the way he looked.
"Sam? Did you…," that was all I had to say for Sam to give in.
"I just thought maybe…I don't know," Sam shrugged.
"Whatever Sam. It doesn't matter Casey. I never gave you that so none of it matters," Derek told me.
"But Derek--," I said before Derek put up his hand, signaling for me to stop speaking.
"But nothing. I don't care. I didn't send you the letter so go away," Derek said.
Oddly, I listened. I walked out and walked to my next class. I don't know why I listened. It was Derek. I never listened to him. I waved away the confusion and annoyance and tried as hard as I could to enjoy the rest of my day.
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I got home and Derek was still ignoring me. We were the only two people that were home and I was following him everywhere he went.
"Casey! Stop following me!" he shouted in my face.
"We need to talk."
"About what? There is nothing to talk about Casey! I was finally starting to think that I could trust you and then you went and did that! How could you tell Paul? Do you realize just how much trouble I could get in? I could get suspended or expelled! What if he says something to the school police?!" Derek yelled. His face was red and I backed away, somewhat scared.
"I--I'm sorry. I didn't mean to try and get you in trouble. I was just trying to help you," I murmured. I started to cry and he rolled his eyes in disgust.
"Whatever Casey," he said to me before leaving the house.
Why was I so stupid sometimes?
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The next day at school was boring. Paul wasn't there again and I was beginning to wonder why. Derek was still ignoring me and I didn't like it. I felt bad. I didn't want him to be and at me. Telling Paul was a big, stupid mistake. I never wanted to take him ignore me like that.
I walked into second period. Derek and I had the same class. I saw him sitting with Sam. I had an urge to walk over and try and reason with him but he'd probably just get mad again. I sat throughout the whole class, dreading the next. It was the other class I had with Derek. I really wanted to talk to him. We had a 5 minute break before third period so I decided to corner him.
"What do you want from me Casey," Derek sighed.
"I want to talk to you," I said. I grabbed him tightly by the arm and pulled him into an empty classroom.
"What?"
"I don't care if you don't' forgive me. Just shut up and listen. I didn't want to try and get you in trouble. I just thought if I told someone it would help you stop," I began.
"But Casey--," Derek tried to say. I put a finger over his lips and he gave me a you-better-not-do-that-again look.
"My turn Derek. Hush. I just wanted to help you, not hurt you. So if you don't want to forgive me, I'll understand but you'll have to sooner or later," I finished. He stood there, staring at me.
"Fine. I forgive you," he sighed at me.
"Thank you so much Derek! I felt horrible about it," I told him. I hugged him and he hesitated at first but then hugged me back.
Just then, the bell rang. We both walked off to class.
Throughout third period, I smiled at him. He'd roll his eyes but very once in awhile give me a smirk. I was glad that he finally gave up and forgave me.
There were five minutes left in class when there was a knock on the door. The door was shut so no one could see who it was. The teacher walked over and nodded her head as the person spoke.
Out of the doorway, walked Paul. I shuddered at the sight and prayed that he didn't say either of our names. I glanced at Derek and saw that his face had turned pale.
"Derek, Paul needs to speak with you," our teacher said. I was worried. Derek looked over at me and I quickly looked away. I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw him flash me a look of hate. I looked down and watched as he walked out of the room with Paul. I felt horrible and I couldn't imagine how much trouble I had gotten Derek in.
A/N- I had that planned out for awhile. I really hope you liked it. Please review to find out what happens!
