Author's Note: In the last post I meant Derek/Casey Dasey not "Dacey" lol. My bad. So here's the next chapter, which I would have posted earlier today but this site was acting up again le sigh Okay, enjoy:-)

I stomped into my room when we got back. I was not happy about Derek going to some party with that blonde tramp. What was I thinking getting involved with him? I knew his history with girls… why did I think that with me it would be different?

"Grr!" I shouted and flopped onto my bed. Guys!

Lizzie came into the room and looked over at me. "Hey Casey."

"Hey," I mumbled into my pillow.

"Are you okay?" she sat down on her bed.

I sighed and rolled over so I was on my side, facing her. "Yeah, sure. I just have a headache."

She nodded and sat back on her bed, taking out a book. I stared into space, just thinking. Annoyed.

There was a short knock and the door pushed open, revealing Derek. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Case…" he glanced over, seeing that Lizzie was there. "Uh…" he trailed off.

"I don't really want to talk now," I said in monotone, "I have a headache."

He could see right through that lie. He ran his hand through his hair, obviously frustrated because he wanted to talk to me. Well, I didn't want to talk to him. So there.

"You should get going, that party starts in half an hour," I said mockingly. "Barbie will be waiting for you."

He sighed heavily. "I was going to ask if you wanted to come with me."

"I wasn't invited," I said simply.

"I'm sure nobody would mind," he replied.

"Barbie would," I shot back.

Derek mouthed for me to come out so we could talk in private. I was being stubborn, I knew that, but I shook my head firmly. "Have fun tonight," I stated sourly.

Derek threw his hands up in the air, giving up. "Whatever," he stated crossly and walked off.

I lied back on my bed and clutched my pillow to me. I knew I was being childish. But why did he say that he would go! And he hadn't asked her if I could come. Most likely because he wanted her to himself tonight. I mean, she was hot. And all over him like flies on crap. So, being Derek, of course he was going to have fun with her tonight.

Whatever.

I moped around the room most of the night, but around 9:00 I decided to go take a walk by myself. I pulled on a sweatshirt over my outfit and slid on my sandals. The air outside was cool, and the smell of the ocean at night was so refreshing. I strolled along on the sand, lost in my own world, when I stopped short.

My eyes widened in surprise at what I saw in front of me.