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Casey's POV

"Miss. White, would you care to explain why you would turn off you're brother's alarm?" I looked at Sam and smirked. He saw the look on my face and laughed.

"Are you for real?" she looked confused.

"Yes I believe I am real."

"That's not what I meant. Do you seriously care that I turned off Sam's alarm, or are you worried the principal will be mad if another one of your students is late. I think I remember reading about you on the school's newspaper. Giving your favorite students late passes for being snitches."

"How dare you. You know nothing of the situation. That was a rumor." Sam and Derek laughed.

"Really cause I think," I pulled one of the passes out, "you gave this to Sam last year. Might just be me though." Sam opened his mouth in shock when he saw that I held his pass.

" Casey! What are you doing with that?"

"Nothing. Found it in the bathroom when I came over a week after school ended. Are you mad?"

"What do you think?" thinking how to get him to not hate me for the moment, I smiled and jumped on him.

"I won't do it again I promise." He laughed and dropped me on a desk.

"You're trouble little girl."

"Why does everyone say that?" the boys laughed.

"Maybe cause you are?" I looked at Derek and shook my head.

"Geez even my party partner is on my case. Tough crowd."

"Stop feeling sorry for yourself." The bell rang and everyone shot off. I looked up in time to see Sam and Derek exchanging words and looks. Before I could escape Derek lifted me up and threw me over his shoulder.

Derek's POV

Man that girl was something. Not even the great Derek Venturi could handle her. She was an aphrodisiac. She was also a tease a very big tease, but that didn't stop me from wanting her. I was sitting on my bed when Sam came through my door. He had a grim look on his face.

"Dude what's with the look?" Sam opened his mouth, then closed it. He looked at me then plopped himself on my bed. I was about to question him again when I heard th door burst open. I heard a female yelling Sam's name. The door was thrown open and Casey stood there in a black tank op and black shorts, she was barefoot.

"Derek, Sam….he…." she stopped talking and rushed over to Sam and hugged him to her.

"Oh Sam. daddy will be ok. I swear. He'll be fine." She looked up at me then started to explain.

"His dad was coming to pick he and I up for our weekly dinners, when a drunk driver ran a stop light and plowed into him. My mom was with him." She burst into tears.

"he answered the phone and the minute the cops told him he flew out, so I picked the phone up and heard that they were in the hospital. I hung up and rushed out after Sam. I came here cause you're his best friend." She sat on my floor sobbing. During the explanation Sam had fallen asleep. Without thinking, I gathered her in my arms and held her. She sobbed on my chest while I rubbed her back. I heard a knock on the front door, then voices. 15 minutes later, there was a knock on my door. When it opened I saw my mom.

"Derek, that was Sam and Casey's parents. They're gonna be staying with us for awhile. They took their youngest Lizzie with them to the states. They're checking in Sam's dad and Casey's mom into their hospital in their new home town." I nodded my head, and she closed my door. I looked down at Casey and she looked up at me. I smiled and she gave a tiny grin. We kept staring at each other, then the next thing I knew we were on the floor tongue wrestling.

Casey's POV

I woke up this morning wrapped in Derek's arms. Last night we had done everything but sex and take our clothes off. Thank god Sam's a hard sleeper. I don't know what came over me. I barely knew the guy. Despite what people may say, im not fast or easy. I've only had two boyfriends. Sam and a guy named Danny. So last night was a huge shock. Shaking my head I got up and saw Sam was gone. Unwrapping myself from Derek's arms I made my way downstairs. I saw him sitting on the couch with his arms to the side and his back and head against the back of the couch.

I gave a sad smile and sat on his lap. He wrapped his arms around my waist and laid his head on my chest. My poor brother. I know it's weird to have dated my stepbrother, but that was three years ago. Our relationship is purely platonic. He was my older brother and I didn't see him as my stepbrother, just my brother. Watching him cry was like watching a sad music video or movie. I saw him cry over things. He was so open with me, but to see him like this broke my heart. He's my best friend. I used to do everything with him. Then my dad and his mom moved out here dragging Sam along.

"Sam?"

"what?"

"will we always be this close?"

"I sure hope so Casey….hey Casey?"

"Yeah?"

"Keep a hold on Derek. He's a nice guy. He deserves to be happy."

"I'll try."

I don't remember when I got to school that morning. I had woken up around 4:30 and went to Sam, but I can't remember anything else. Probably shock. I do remember walking down the halls holding hands with Derek and getting hostile looks from all the girls though. It made me laugh. Derek, the jerk, had to make things worse. As we were walking through the main hallway at lunch, he suddenly pushed me against the wall and started making out with me. Sam laughed. It was a weird day.

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