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Derek and Casey came walking, smiles lighting their faces. Marti was sitting on the couch, a cell phone glued to her ear. She grinned at the sight of his happy siblings. Even though it seemed she didn't like Casey, she knew that she was the only way her brother would truly be happy. Whatever made him happy, made her happy.
They walked into the kitchen, quickly greeted by Nora. She seemed to be cooking, for she had flour dabbed at the tip of her nose, and wiped on the side of her cheeks.
"Hey sweetie, I made something special since we weren't able to have your party. Seeing as your leaving today, I thought that this would be the best way to send you off again." Her eyes began tearing. Casey looked at Derek. They said nothing.
Derek's cell phone ring tone echoed into the kitchen.
'I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie wooorld,' Marti's laugh could be heard from the living room.
He fumbled in his pocket before pulling it out and answering it. 'I'm going to have to kill Marti later.' He walked out of the kitchen, leaving Casey and Nora.
"Hello?" He said. He hadn't looked at his caller Id, too busy trying to hide the Barbie girl song.
"Hi Derek; its Jaime Fenley from the Home market company regarding the house you wanted to buy." Derek rubbed the back of his head. He had forgotten about that house. It was the one Casey had spent so much time and energy finding.
Flashback
Casey and Derek walked into the house; their fingers intertwined. Both of them knew that they would get this house, one way or another. They didn't need to even see it, it was a feeling she had.
"Look at it Derek, It's beautiful." She pointed out the gold designs lining the crown of the walls. Derek only looked around, grinning at everything. He couldn't help it. When Casey was like this, all he could do was smile and nod. Either way, she would get what she wanted.
"Aww" Casey's voice echoed from the empty living room.
"Look at the fireplace. I've always wanted a fireplace." She smiled, kissing Derek lightly on the lips and making her way around the house. Before Casey had asked him to, Derek called the realtor and placed a bid on the house; their house.
End of Flashback
"Yes." He merely said.
"I would like to congratulate you. You got the house." Derek thought for a moment. The news wasn't coming to him. His face lit up second later.
"Are you serious?" He couldn't stop smiling.
"I just need you to come down to the office to pick up the keys and sign some paper work. This has to be done today or the seller will choose another owner." She said. Derek agreed to meet her at the office.
Derek ran up to his room, skipping every other step in happiness. On the way up he ran into Edwin, who had just come downstairs from his room.
"hey Ed guess what." Derek slightly felt like a girl in high school.
"We got the house." Edwin smiled. He and Lizzie were the only other two who knew about the house. Before the accident, he had called Edwin to come and see the house. Ever since then, he's been in on the secret bidding.
"That's great Derek; where are you headed to?" Derek grabbed his coat off of his bed and pulled the keys off of the key ring.
"I have to go sign some papers. I'll see you later; don't tell anyone about this." He said sternly. With that, Derek left the house.
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With Casey
Casey walked up the stairs, towards her room. She peeked her head into Derek's room, hoping he was in there. To her dismay though, the room was empty. She sighed and went to her room, plopping down on her bed. Her head had been pulsing ever since she had gotten up.
She began fumbling through her old drawers. For some reason she felt that she could find something about her old self in there.
Casey's POV
'I couldn't stand not knowing my own identity.' I opened my drawers hoping to find something; an old journal, anything that could nudge me in the right direction.
I pulled open a drawer; little blue velvet book caught my eye. It had to be significant. I wouldn't have kept it if it wasn't.
I opened it. A picture was pasted on the front of it. It was a picture of Derek and I; in blue caps and gowns, diplomas in hand. My head seared with pain, it felt like a head ache; only it was 6 million times strong.
Flashback
Derek and Casey ran to their parents, giving into the hugs and the congrats. Casey and Derek both had got their diplomas.
"Okay kids, time to pose for a picture." Both Casey and Derek smiled at the camera, holding up their diplomas with pride.
"1…2…3…4" The picture snapped.
End of Flashback.
I flipped the page again. It was a photo of Sam, Derek and I. The picture looked as though it had been taken at a skating rink. Derek and Sam were holding me up, a trophy in my hands.
I felt a high pitched ring in my ear. A sharp pain ran through my head again, this time worse that the last.
Flashback
Derek skated left, receiving the pass from Sam. He circled around the goalie before shooting it in. He had just scored the winning score.
They handed Derek and Sam the trophy, both of them grinning. Casey came running onto the ice, almost slipping the process.
"Lets get her D." Sam smile evilly. Derek only nodded. Casey attempted to get away, though it was a loose, loose situation. They lifted her above their shoulders, giving her the trophy.
"Okay guys, I have to get this on camera." One of Derek's teammates grabbed a camera.
"1…2…3…4" The picture snapped.
End of flashback
I turned the page again. It was a picture of Derek and I. We were in the front of what seemed to be my door. We were holding hands, and staring at each other.
That same searing pain came back. It hurt so much. I couldn't keep my eyes open in defeat.
Flashback
Derek and Casey had come home for Christmas break. They had come home separately, hoping to keep their parents off their trail.
It was late at night; it seemed that everyone had gone to sleep. Derek knocked of Casey's door, signaling her to come out. They joined hand and looked at each other. Neither of them had to say anything. It was as if they could hear each others thoughts.
Neither of them noticed Lizzie come out of her room, camera in hand.
"This is too cute." She whispered.
"1…2…3…4" The picture snapped.
End of Flashback
I laid my head back. I turned the page again. The page was empty. I closed the book and threw it on the bed, letting it flop open.
My head hurt enough to keep me down. I fiddled with the soft cover of the book. A yellow piece of paper caught my eye. I pulled it out. It was so familiar.
Follow the arrows…
No ones POV
For a second, Casey sat there and stared at the paper. Her mind raced with thoughts; memories. The ones that everyone thought she had lost forever.
She sat up from the bed; the headache had stopped. She knew where she was, what was happening, what had happened. She had no other desire than to call him; call Derek.
She picked up her cell phone and called the number.
Ring; ring; ring. No one picked up.
"This cellular device has been set off at the moment. Please leave a message after the beep."
Beep.
She paused for a moment before talking.
"Der-Derek, I remember. I remember it all." She said. She then hung up, expecting a call back from him. She didn't know what was happening to him. She didn't know what was coming.
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