Friday really didn't come soon enough.

Wynne had been anticipating her small coffee date with Casey all week. She had become giddy around the sight of him, and his sweet soft words made her heart flutter a bit. It was a wonderful feeling she had troubles describing most of the time. And to be honest, she was pretty darn sure Cassidy was feeling something along the lines of it too. She had seen him a few times eating lunch with that computer girl, Mac. She loved that girl's hair, it was so outrageous. She'd love to try that.

She arrived at the Java Hut, the place of their get together just on time. Well, to be quite honest, she had arrived a few minutes early. She was greeted by Veronica at the door, a smile across her clearly tired face.

"Well if it isn't the Casablancas I actually like." Veronica said to the girl, holding a menu of sorts in her arm.

"Hey Veronica." Wynne said. She couldn't help but smile. It was all she had been able to do lately.

"I was kidding, dude. I like Beav too. Dick.. on the other hand." the blonde paused, "Nevermind me. You seem rather chipper."

She laughed to herself a bit, in reference to her one nickname being used in it's right context. Being chipper was simply described as being in lively spirits.

"I am." Wynne replied, "I'm looking for Casey Gant. Is he here yet?"

"Actually, he showed up requesting a table for two a few minutes ago. Just seated him. Are you here to fill that empty seat?" Veronica asked her, a fake gasp on her face. Wynne nodded. Veronica smiled, and led the way to the table. To be quite honest, this was Wynne's first real date. Unless you count group movie dates in elementary school and juniour high. She had dressed simply in a pair of dark blue jeans, paired with a red and white polka-dotted top. Her hair was loosely resting on her shoulders, held back by a white hairband. She had dashed out of the house for a ride from Dick before Kendall could critize her.

As Veronica left their table, Wynne happily took her seat with the smiling Casey. He just looked so genuinely cute. And kept a good, intelligent conversation. She was pleased. And still smiling.

And still in very lively spirits.

--

"Dude, are you aware that the drive from your house to this here suite at the Neptune Grand should only be ten minutes. And I requested you be here at least 20 minutes ago." Logan wasn't being serious. He could care less when Dick show up at his new hotel suite. And, luckily, he had timed the distance between said Casa de Casablancas, and said hotel suite, because of well, you know, that whole thing with Kendall.

"I had to drop Chipper off. On her date with Casey," he paused, as he continued into the suite, dropping himself onto the couch, "What kind of crap is that anyway?"

"Can't you, as the big brother, stop things like this?" Logan spoke out loud, staring up at the video game he was in the middle of. To be honest, he was kind of curious as to how Dick may react to this.

"Doubt it." Dick paused in thought. "Doesn't matter anyway, Casey wouldn't be scared off. And Chipper wouldn't take me seriously."

Logan laughed at that comment. It was true. And almost sad. He had learned that the female Casablancas had absolutely no respect for her eldest brother. She just didn't approve of the way he treated people, as if he was better. And he justified that with a simple, "Well, I am better than them." Which, in turn, angered her and caused her to storm off in anger. The usual situation.

"Where were they going on this date anyway?"

"That place Ronnie works, I think. With the coffee and stuff." Dick paused again. "Chipper doesn't drink coffee, does she? I don't get it.."

"Well, Richard. Why don't we go get some coffee, and then maybe you will get it. You know?"

Dick didn't really understand what his friend was implying. Until they were outside in his yellow Xterra and on the way back to the Java Hut. Then it clicked.

"Dude, crashing their date? Right on."

"No. Spying on their date. Much more suave. Plus, always a highlight with the ladies."

--

Casey was rather adorable. He said nice things. And even held her hand. The night couldn't have gone any better. If there was a time for things to go wrong, it would have been then. Because really, Wynne could just ignore them. She didn't even see her brother and Dick come in.

They were across the room, sitting at a table, doing their best to hide behind menus.

"I'm feeling totally 007, right now." Dick muttered, as he glanced around his menu. There his sister sat, engrossed in conversation with his friend, Casey. Why would his friend take interest in his sister? It was crazy, to him.

"Except you look terrible in a suit." Logan smirked, as he just as nonchalantly looked over from his seat to young, innocent Wynne.

"Well, this is interesting." Veronica said as she approached their table, hiding a smirk on her face. "Maybe I've been working too long."

"Hush Ronnie, I've got a sister to watch."

Veronica opened her mouth to say something, then stopped herself and smiled a bit at Logan, "Can I get you anything? Or you just in on this?" She motioned her hand to Dick.

"A latte would be delightful. Make sure it's toppped with carmel drizzle and a bit of your wit." She scrunched up her face a bit, and nodded turning on her heel away from the table. She returned to behind the counter, grabbing a brownie from the tray and the latte for the apple of her eye. She made her way back out, and placed the latte on the table of the boys. Logan already lost interest in spying on the young girl, and was fiddling with his cell phone now instead.

"A free brownie? It's not even my birthday." he said to the blonde, taking a sip of his drink.

"Not for you. Enjoy yourselves, boys."

Veronica headed across the small cafe, and placed the brownie down between Casey and Wynne, doing her best not to distract them.

"Not to interrupt, I just needed a reason to come over here, so enjoy this brownie. And, if you, ya know, feel like it, look directly across the room." She looked over at Wynne, "Your two favourite people are here."

"Thanks Veronica." Wynne said slowly, as she still glanced at Casey. He had nice eyes. She blinked for a moment, and both she and her date looked across the room. At first she didn't understand. Then she saw them.

"You've gotta be kidding me." she said slowly. "I'm sorry." She said to Casey, who looked a bit confused.

Casey, though, was just laughing now.

"It's no big deal, really. Dick's just being protective."

No. Dick doesn't do protective. Dick does asshole.

"I don't think so." she said, rolling her eyes.

"Well, there's one way we can battle that." Casey replied, moving his shoulder to motion Dick and Logan. He threw her a small smile, and brought his hand up to her cheek. Then they were kissing. And Wynne was almost floating.

"Whaaaat?"

That was Dick, roaring across the small room, throwing down his menu. Wynne broke from the kiss, breathless.

She looked across the room, smiled at her brother and Logan, then waved.

Definetly worth it.

--

Things went so nicely for at least a month. Wynne had definetly fallen head over heels for Casey. He was just a little protective and controlling. Even when she talked to Logan Echolls of all people, he got all scowly and bitter. But he was just so nice to her, and so sweet, she had to love him for it.

Well, she didn't think she loved Casey. But she knew she really liked the guy.

It was the day of the Winter Carnival. And it was Wynne's birthday. The Big 15. And even though it was a carnival to fundraise for the senior trip, she had to volunteer at the FBLA booth. Which meant serving numerous ice cold slushies to numerous idiots willing to shell out three dollars for one drink. Casey, whom yes was a senior, but no wasn't a FBLA member decided it would be the best night to plan a family dinner. So he wouldn't even be there until at least.. three hours in. So she spent her time either serving ice cold drinks, or dawdling around the place with a few people in her grade. Some friends, if you will.

Wynne liked being modest. But it was clear she was part of the crowd of popular ninth graders. It was evident. Her family was rich, famous and well known. Which lead her to being well liked, and helped her make friends easily. She guided herself around the carnival, and quickly crossed the path of her brother, Cass, and Mac.

"Happy birthday!" Mac called out quickly first, a smile lining her face.

"Thanks." Wynne replied, playing with the hair that hung gently at her shoulder.

"Where's your boy?"

Wynne looked over at her brother for a moment, who looked genuinely happy. Honestly. He had a real smile on his face, and it seemed even brighter when his hand was intertwined with Mac's.

"Some dinner. He's picking me up later." she paused, then looked at her cell phone, "Sorry to cut this short, I've got slushies to serve. See you guys later."

And that is exactly what she did. She spent the better part of the evening sitting at the booth, and watching people. She occasionally had others take over, like her eldest brother at one point, but stayed her ground. Veronica seemed to be working hard at discovering whom had taken the trip money, so Wynne didn't mind taking the shifts.

The night moved pretty slowly anyway. The most excitement had been drawn to her attention occured when Logan Echolls showed up at the booth with Hannah.. Something. Wynne wasn't sure of her name, but she knew she was only a year older than herself. And not really in the crowd Logan flows with. Even if her dad was a rich surgeon. Whatever. They had bought too ice cold slushies, so Wynne couldn't bother making any more small talk than that.

Logan definetly didn't approve of her dating Casey, he had made that pretty clear. Even though she really didn't care for his opinion, or tried not to care, it got to her. It was only because he didn't like Casey. And how Casey treated her, apparently, even if all she saw was this super nice side of the guy.

"Hey. Ready to bust this popsicle stand?" Wynne smiled and broke her line of thought as she heard the voice she recognized. Casey. She smiled, and he wrapped her in a hug. The evening was coming to an end, and most people were leaving anyway.

"Oh definetly. Let's roll." she said, keeping herself close to his side as he wrapped his arm over her shoulder. "What's the plan?"

"A drive to the beach."

--

And he was being completely serious too. It was dark out, and he thought it would be romantic to watch the stars from the beach. Again, things like this made Wynne so bubbly inside.

They had just arrived at a part of the beach Casey had planned to stop at, and just as he stopped the car, Wynne's cellphone rang. She looked at the caller ID, and it read Logan. She sighed, and stepped out of the car to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Where's your brother?"

Wynne sighed.

"Which brother?"

"Beaver, cause we are best friends."

"Echolls, this is no time for sarcasm. I don't know where Dick is."

"Oh."

"Is this all?"

"When's the last time you saw him?"

"Wynne! C'mon!" That was Casey, totally interupting her phone call. He looked a bit pissed off. She was taking a phone call from Logan Echolls in the middle of their "romantic" date.

"One sec." she said into the phone, and turned to her boyfriend.

"Hold on, okay? This will only be like, a minute."

She returned her phone to her ear and took a few steps forward, to get a better reception.

"Last time I saw Dick he was getting turned down by Madison in the parking lot. Why do you need to find him anyway? And why didn't you just try his cell?"

"Well, Chipper." She knew he was beginning to become annoyed. He didn't drop her nickname into conversation often anymore. "Clearly I already tried that. And he was holding my wallet. And seemed to have left with it."

"Not your keys though?"

"No."

"Then why are you calling me? Drive to the house." As they bits of bickering continued, Wynne turned and saw Casey driving away from where she was standing. She hung up her phone quickly and followed after him, but he just kept driving.

AUGH.

What a jerk. Now Wynne was stuck at some beach off the PCH, without a ride home. In the dark. On a Friday. She was scared out of her mind. And knew who she had to call.

"Sorry for hanging up on you.. but, uh.." She explained the small situation to Logan Echolls and heard his laughter in return.

Then he agreed to come get her.

"Aren't you glad we're pals Chipper?"

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Lame ending, don't be mad! I have a brilliant idea for the next chapter that involves Chipper and Logan. Okay? Kay. Please let me know what you thought. And yes, I know, Casey is a jerk. Psht. Why be jealous of Logan Echolls? Haha. Thanks for reading!!