I did take your reviews to consideration, and I added a twist to the plot. So there's a lot more complications for our couple to go through. Don't expect our incest-ish couple to ride off into the Canadian sunset, yet. ;)

I can't believe it. What was I thinking dancing with Derek last night? What was I thinking telling him that I liked him? I mean, seriously, he's my stepbrother. How disgusting is that? Ugh! Was I drinking at the party?

"Casey! Breakfast time!" Mom yelled from downstairs. I got out of bed wearing nothing except my bra and underwear. Knowing Derek was going to be down there, I put very baggy sweats, smeared the makeup left on my face, and even teased my hair a little to make myself look.. not presentable. I slowly dragged myself downstairs.

"Woah. Had a bad night, Case?" George asked after taking his eyes off the paper for a second to acknowledge my not-so-beautiful presence.

"Not really. Actually, I had a good night's sleep last night. I feel so rejuvinated!" I said grabbing some cereal. I took a peek at Derek's reaction. I wasn't exactly turning him on.

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"Derek, can you get off the chair for like one second, so I can clean up before Mom and George get home," I said standing in front of the TV. And in this house, other than be a naked girl, that's the only way to get Derek's attention.

"Make me, sis," he said reaching his arms gesturing me to pull him up. After I do so, he grabs my waist and brings me closer to him. I felt his breath on my foreheard.

"Derek. We can't do this. I'm your stepsister," I said pushing him away.

"You had no problem with it last night," he said as he ,once again, pulled me closer to him.

I finally pushed him and backed away, "Look, I don't know what got into me last night. I was just jealous of Sam, & that jealousy totally took over my body. I had absolutely no control," I told him.

"Casey. Do you really believe that?" he asked moving towards me slowly.

"It's true!" I shouted countering his moves by stepping backwards with each step he took towards me.

"No, Casey. You know it's not true. That chemistry we had on the dance floor, when we kissed that one night. I know you never feel that way with Sam and I've never felt that way with any other girl I've been with," he said softly continuing towards me until I was finally up against the wall with Derek leaning in to kiss my neck.

"No!" I said slipping out from under him, "I.. I didn't feel anything when I was dancing with you. I don't know why I said that kind of stuff in the car. I was only trying to make Sam jealous. It.. it wasn't right!" I said running up to room and slamming the door.

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Derek's POV

"CASEY!" I said running after her. What did she mean by that? I mean, I know Casey would've never done that stuff that she did last night, so maybe she was right.

I stopped running at her bedroom door, and just turned around and went into my room. Halfway into reading my tenth magazine, there was a knock on my door. "WHOEVER IT IS. GO AWAY!"

"Derek, George came up to tell you that dinner is almost ready," I heard my younger stepsister call from outside the door.

"Lizzie, you can come in." She opened the door and stepped inside.

"Really? Okay," she said taking a seat at the end of my bed.

"So, what's up?"

"Uh, nothing really. Casey and I were just watching a movie. I don't know. Some scary movie." Man, I wish I could have been down there, too. Right next to Casey, being the closest thing she can grab on to during a really scary part.

"Oh really? So how is Casey?" I asked not-too-subtle.

"Oh. Well, she went swimming at Emily's house today. That's about it, I guess. Earlier today, she was just in her room with the stereo extremely loud! She was there for like an hour."

"SMEREK!" Marti yelled as sheran into my room and jumped on the bed.

"SMARTI!" I said tickling her, "What are you doing here?"

"Daddy says to come down for dinner. You, too, Lizzie, of course!" she said in between giggles. I picked her up and carried her downstairs over my shoulder.

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"Nora, this chicken is really good!" Edwin said taking extraordinary spoonfuls.

"It's not chicken.." Nora said and Edwin stopped eating.

"You know what? I think I'd be better off not knowing," he took another bite of the not-chicken, "Yep. Don't tell me!"

"So Casey. Derek. How was that party you went to last night?" George asked cluelessly. Casey and I stopped eating right away.

"Um. Good. Fine. You know how those parties are.. no one really acts like themselves," Casey started, looking straight at me.

"Yeah, of course. I hate that about parties sometimes. Like some girl would act like some whore one day, and then the next, act like she had no idea what she was doing. Kind of rude, don't you think, Case?" I said, continuing to finish my plate. I looked out of the corner of my eye and Casey turned pale.

"Mom, George. I'm not really hungry. I'm just gonna go upstairs and finish some homework," she said stumbling away from the table and up the stairs.

"Hey, everyone did remember Casey's birthday Friday, right?" Nora whispered. Everyone in the table other than Lizzie and Nora looked around clueless, "I was expecting that reaction. Okay, well, I was kind of thinking we would surprise her with something. It is her Sweet Sixteen, you know? Nothing too big or fancy, but it should be special."

Huh. Casey's birthday. I have an idea about her present, and ,boy, will she be surprised!

A/N: Haha, I really don't know what to do for this next chapter. I just kind of needed somewhere to go with this story. Any ideas?