Okay here's chapter six.Enjoy.Oh and keep the reviews coming!And this will be a long chapter. It's going to be about Casey's first day in Russia.I do not own LWD or Russia or The Hilton.

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Chapter Six: When In Russia

Casey inhaled a large amount of Russian air as she stepped out of the plane. It had been a long six hours but it was worth it. She walked over to the row of suitcases that belonged to the many passengers. She scanned the rows for her red and pink suitcases. She smiled as she walked over to the second row and grabbed them firmly in her hands. Moscow was a gorgeous city filled with wonderful landscaping and interesting history.

She looked around as she walked along a sidewalk. Russia was so beautiful and warm. Casey smiled as she saw a little golden bird on a tree. It was truly a dream come true. The hotel she was at was called The Hilton. She had her credit cards to pay for the daily fees such as food, rent, and the normal things you need in everyday life. Casey stopped as she looked up. She had found The Hilton, but she doubt she would find her way around.

Casey pushed through the glass doors as she walked inside. The walls were golden silk. The floors were hard wood. And the entire place smelled of roses. Casey smiled sweetly as she walked over to the front desk.

"Hi may I help you?", a middle aged woman asked as Casey approached. She stole a glance at her name plate which read Wanda Williams.

"Yes, hi I'm Casey McDonald. I have reservations for three months.", Casey answered. She watched as Wanda begin to type something into her computer.

"Aww, yes. You'll be staying in suite 316. You can have Raymond carry your bags for you. Raymond! Please help Mrs. McDonald to her room.", she smiled. Casey turned around to see a middle aged gentlemen walk towards her. He picked up her bags and begin to walk towards an elevator.

"Follow me.", he ordered. Sounded like he had an accent. Maybe Spanish or French. Maybe even German. Casey shrugged as she walked into the elevator.

"What floor am I on?", Casey asked as she watched him as he hit many buttons.

"Floor 5.", he answered as he looked up at the glass in which displayed the number of floors they had already passed.

"Five? As in almost at the top, Five?", Casey whispered as she stared at the screen. They were on the fourth floor which meant only one more.

"Why yes. Is that a problem Ms. McDonald?", Raymond asked as he grabbed her bags.

"No not at all.", Casey smiled as she followed Raymond to a room marked Suite 316. Casey's jaw dropped as he openned the door. She walked in slowly being sure not to miss on detail. The walls had sky blue silk on them. The floors were completed with white and fluffy carpet. Casey walked over to her set of French doors. She openned them to reveal a large balcony.

"Umm I just set this here.", Raymond smiled as he closed the door after he set Casey's bags on the floor. Casey walked back into her suite. She grinned as she looked at her canopy bed. Casey ran and jumpped on to it as she landed on her back.

"This is so cool!", she grinned as she looked around. (A/N. Ha Ha a quote from Princess Diaries 2.) Casey sat up and looked around. This was a dream come true. A beautiful room, beautiful city, all that was missing was a...prince. Casey stared down at her thumbs. She had a prince that she shouldn't want. But she couldn't lie. She did want him. Everything about Derek drove Casey crazy. His smirk, his laugh, his jokes, his mysterious dark eyes, his messy boyish hair style, his bad boy rep, his clothes, and his kissing skills. Casey loved it all. Down to the shoes.

Casey snapped back to reality as she heard her laptop make a noise that Casey understood. She had a new e-mail. She pulled her laptop out of her suitcase and plopped on top of her bed.

Case,

Look I know you're scared. I am too. But not because I'm scared of what other people would say. I'm scared because you make me feel amazing. I never felt the way I'm feeling with any other girl. Case you scare me to death. You make me feel like nothing matters but me and you. So please give it a chance. And looking forward to your letter. : Anyways I made it safely to my hotel. This place is so cool. I got to go. My cell's ranging.

Much Love,

Derek

Casey smiled as she read the e-mail Derek had sent her over and over again. She was beginning to feel like a love struck girl. Every time she would flip on the television she would see hockey and instantly think of Derek. Every time she would see a guy with reddish brown hair she would think of Derek. He was beginning to take over her mind and she kind of like it.

Derek,

I'm not sure what I'm afraid of. I guess I'm scared my mom wouldn't accept me and I'd be kicked out on to the streets and we'd wouldn't be allowed to see each other. Maybe I'm just afraid to let you get close to me. I fear I might be so crazy over you I might do something that I'll regret later. Derek you scare me too. It's funny actually. I love everything about you. And so much more. Please give me time to consider this. This is something huge for the both of us.

Much Love,

Casey

Casey hit the send button and off her letter went. She wasn't sure what she wanted. She knew she wanted to be happy and to feel the way she'd felt at the airport. Which was why her heart said yes to Derek. But she didn't want to get hurt in the progress. She knew Derek would never hurt her but what about everyone else? Every single girl who hate her for taking Derek away from them. Every guy would hate Derek for becoming a boyfriend rather than a dude.

Casey walked outside her balcony. Derek was truly an amazing guy. It didn't take a rocket scientest to figure that out. Casey knew they'd be good and happy together. She knew she would never have to worry about her future.She take it step by step with Derek along her side. She'd live each and every single day to it's fullest because she wouldn;t be longing for anything anymore. Casey knew life with Derek would be better than her current one, but what if he became upset with her and dumpped her. Or what if she would become to bossy or she would be to slow to be in a relastionshp.

Casey looked out. It was getting late which meant her food would be arriving soon. She glanced out one last time before heading back inside. Somewhere out there Derek was feeling the same feeling as she was. Amazing, confident, wonderful, full of life. The last time she felt like this was when she'd found out Sam liked her.

Sam and her had a relastionship for a few months. After a couple of months they came to the conclusion they really didn't have a spark between them and ended it promising to be friends. Casey knew the truth. She didn't love Sam. She didn't get a funny feeling when they kissed or when he held her hand. Maybe she was falling for Derek. And by falling she meant falling for him.

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Okay so here's the longer chapter I promised you. Hope you love it. The next one will be about Derek and a little Dasey in it. You'll have to wait and see what I'm talking about. I'm thinking about making this story like 7-9 chapters and I might consider a squeal if you want me to. He he.