This is a short chapter. More explanation at the end.

Casey's POV

"Happy birthday, Casey!" I woke up as soon as I heard my very loud birthday greeting. I opened my eyes and I saw, what seemed like, the entire family at my door with a tray of breakfast.

"Happy birthday to you.." they sang, I looked at the tray of food. Eggs, bacon, toast, cereal, glass of milk. Everything was there.

"When your done with your breakfast, ring this," George said handing me a small bell.

"What's going on?" I asked confused.

"You'll see," Mom said shooing everyone out of my room. In a desperate attempt to figure out what they were up to, I practically forced my breakfast down my throat and rang the bell. Sooner or later, the door opened and I found Edwin in a very proper tuxedo.

"I shall escort you to the living area, Madame," he said in a not-so-good British accent.

"Oh my god. What's going on?" I said standing up and taking his arm. He walked me downstairs and seated me on the couch. He placed a very plastic, but still pretty, tiara on my head. I saw Mom and George walk in. Mom was wearing a long gold dress with a feather boa, and George was wearing a blue tuxedo with a ruffled shirt. What was going on? Suddenly, I heard the blasting of an old broadway song. I looked back and Mom and George. They were dancing and lipsyncing it to me.

--------

Derek's POV

I break a smile when I hear Mom and George's broadway song play. I can also hear Casey's laughter from downstairs. God, I love how she laughs. No matter how much I want to go down there and see her, I know I couldn't. If I saw her, I wouldn't be able to fight the urge to kiss her. Right then and there. I listened closer to what was going on downstairs.

"LIZZIE! MARTI!" I heard Casey yell in between giggles. They were doing a dance to one of Casey's favorite songs. I heard Casey laugh again.

-------

Casey's POV

"You guys are so silly!" I told them unable to hold back my laughter. Lizzie and Marti were dressed up in all of Mom and George's clothes and they were dancing to my favorite song of all time. The rest of the day, they treated me like a queen. I wouldn't even lift a finger, they got me everything I needed. We stayed in and watched all my favorite movies and everyone pitched in to make dinner. Chicken alfredo, my favorite. Well, almost everybody. I finally realized who was missing. "Where's Derek?"

"Oh, he said he was sick today. He looked terrible. You didn't mind that he wasn't here, did you?" Mom asked.

"No, it's fine. I'll visit his room on my way to bed tonight."

"That'd be great, honey. Thanks. Oh, and dinner is ready."

After dinner, everybody gave me their presents. Mom and George gave me the laptop I always wanted, Lizzie gave me a very gorgeous purse, Edwin's present was so cute: a picture frame with a picture of all of us kids, and Marti painted me a beautiful picture. I loved it, but there was something I would love even more and he was upstairs.

"Mom, I loved it. Today was great. My best birthday, yet. I'm gonna call it a night."

"Okay. Don't forget to drop by Derek's room," Mom called after me.

"Oh. I won't," I whispered to myself. I made my way to the door of his bedroom, I refused to knock and just barged right in. I found him on his computer.

"Casey. What are you doing in here?" he said quietly trying to avoid looking straight at me.

"Just wondering why you're trying to avoid me," I said calmly.

"What makes you think I'm trying to avoid you?"

"What are you talking about? You've been avoiding me all week. You leave the room whenever I walk in, you stayed in your room all day today, and now you won't even look at me. Look at me, Derek!" His eyes are on the floor. "Derek, I said look at me!"

"I CAN'T!" he said, still looking at the floor.

"WHY NOT?" I yelled.

---------

Derek's POV

I couldn't take it anymore. I stood up and walked to her. I took her face in my hands and crushed my lips against hers. It took her a second, but she finally kissed back. She ran her hands up my chest and around my neck. I pulled her in from the waist. Surprisingly, she was the one that made the first move after that. She brushed her tongue along my bottom lip. I immediately let it in. After, what seemed like an hour of, "tongue wrestling", I broke away and stepped back. "So I wouldn't have the urge to do that."

Casey left the room and shut the door quietly, "Happy birthday, Casey." I whispered.

A:N/ Sorry it's really short, guys. This wasn't really supposed to be a large, eventful chapter. I juste needed a bridge between what happened before and what will happen next and this was it. But I have an idea about what's going to happen next. There will be a happy ending soon enough!