Derek Meets His Match
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CHAPTER 5:
First Day...Yay...
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Wednesday: August 23, 2006 - 6 AM : Parker-Nichols' Home
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DRAKE POV:
Beep!
Beep!
Beep!
"Uhhhmmm..."
Alarm clocks. I hate these things! Just when you're having sleep, it starts the stupid beeping! I swear...these things hate me!
"Josh...! Uhhmm...Josh! Wake up!"
After saying...(well, actually yelling so..), I reached over my night stand to grab the football there and randomly threw it across my new bedroom thinking that Josh and I were still sharing a room..obviously not since..
Oops.
After throwing the football into a totally random direction, it instantly made contact with my new flat-screen computer monitor (darn it!) and the monitor went crashing onto the wall behind it as the football rebounded and crashed into my wall. My new flat-screen monitor...completely broken. Oh crap!
I instantly got up and ran towards my new-now-broken monitor. Darn it! This was new, too! What am I supposed to tell Mom and Dad! That I threw a football at my new monitor?
NO!
They wouldn't believe me! Even I don't believe me now that I've said it out loud!
Wait. Why did I throw a football at my monitor? Oh right... I got so used to getting Josh up (when we still shared a room) by throwing a football randomly at him...huh..good times..good times..!
But, this..this was so not good!
No, duh!
I tried turning it on, but, when I pushed the little button on the side to turn it on, I only got a grey screen with a big gaping black oval in the middle. Darn.
Mom and Dad won't buy me another one, I'm pretty sure about that. Wait! Maybe if I just tell them what happened, maybe, just maybe, they'll believe me! I mean, they know how much I love my new computer!
My.
My computer.
Wow, that sounds good to say!
Again...maybe, just maybe...they'll believe me if I say the truth and get me another one!
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"No, Drake. We are not getting you a new computer monitor!"
Oh, well, I tried, right? And the fact of the matter? I tried and I failed. That sucks. A lot.
"Oh, come on, Mom! It was so not my fault! Josh didn't even wake up!"
"What? How is this my fault?"
"Oh, stay outta this, Josh. This mess is half your fault!"
"And, how so?"
"Because!"
"Oh, that tells me so much, Drake. Great comeback."
"Oh shut up! You forgot to tell me that you moved out of my room!"
"Well, I thought you would notice seeing as, oh, I don't know, we moved to a whole 'nother country and no longer share a room!"
"Well...you snore!"
"..."
"Ha! Seems like the great 'Joshy' has nothing to say...hm, I guess this means I win, doesn't it?"
"No it doesn't, Drake! It was your fault you decided to act stupid this morning and not mine!"
"Oh, well, if only you knew...I could shove your little——"
"— BOYS!"
"Huh?"
"Oh, very intelligent, Drake."
"Shut up, Josh."
"You see! This is what I meant! You two are always arguing! Now, it isn't anyone's fault as to why Drake decided to go crazy this morning —"
"-Hey! I'm right here, you know!"
"— Oh, I know, Drake. As I was saying, its not anyone's fault as to why Drake decided to suddenly break his new computer monitor. So, you two. Apologize to each other now. Now, Drake!"
Hey there.
You're probably wondering what had happened, right? Well, I took my oh-so-intelligent advice from...myself and told my parents the truth about how my computer monitor broke...and, as you can probably tell, they didn't believe me and 'supposedly' I was doing it to get some attention. Wait. Was that supposed to be an insult?
Anyways, why, oh, why didn't I just go with the old reliable, 'my dog ate my homework' excuse, but...change it with 'my computer monitor' instead of 'my homework'?
Why oh, why didn't I use that!
Oh! Right. Duh! Of course I couldn't use that!
Dogs are allergic to computer monitors!
Sheesh! I cannot believe I missed that! They would've suspected something if I said that! Oh, man. I'm glad I just told them the truth.
Wait. No I'm not! They still didn't believe me! Argh! Ah, well. Mom said that she wouldn't buy me another that I would have to buy it myself..so...yeah right. Did I mention that? Sorry! It was after Josh and I mumbled a 'Sorry, man.' to each other. Heh.
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Anyways...well, here I am, at 7 AM in front of my mirror...lookin' good! I must say, though. I do look good...!
I ended up wearing some pants that were torn at the knee, a black ACDC shirt, my black Converse, and...well, a belt that I could show off. Just for fun, ya know? Heh..
Anyways, at 7:10, Josh and I were just about ready for our first day at Howard Wilson High. HWHS.
As Josh would say: 'That is a weird acronym.'
And, yes, I do know what an acronym is! Uh, isn't that one of those poofy hair styles?
...No?
Well, I'll have Josh look it up in the dictionary for me later...
Anyways! At this point I was just about ready to go. Just about. You know what I was missing? Well...let me just give you a hint: it's about 6 foot 1, has dark hair that it tucks behind its ear...hmmm...and, loves school.
Yeah. You got that right: my step-brother: Josh Nichols.
We had both pretty much forgotten what had happened a few minutes ago, but, him making me late is really pushing it. Its about 7:15 now, and we were supposed to meet Casey, Emily, and...Derek at the MacDonald/Venturi house right about...now! Ugh! They're probably wondering where we were right now!
Sadly, we're supposed to take Derek's car to school since Mom and Dad won't buy me and Josh our car until Saturday. Yeah, that's right, we're supposed to ride with 'The Definition of Evil' until I get my car.
Anyways, hey, I got an idea! How about I space out here on the front step while waiting for Josh to tell you about...Casey.
Ah, Casey. Wow. You wanna know something? She is so awesome! Last night with her was amazing. She is a really good singer, too. I mean, she got almost all the words to my song, 'Down We Fall' just like...that! (I snapped my fingers there, by the way.) I really think she likes me... I mean, she told me I was awesome! Well, I might have to get to know her better, seeing as at that time I'd only known her for all of about two hours... and if I want to ask her to be my girlfriend...I'd have to meet her parents, too, right? Right!
Ugh. The only thing that's bad about having to meet her parents is the fact that Derek is probably going to be there. I mean, I don't really hate the guy, but he and I didn't exactly hit it off. It was like he planned the whole 'posing as a couple' with Casey..I dunno! But, if he tries to interfere one more time...I swear I'm gonna kick his stupid little—
"Drake!"
I opened my eyes to find Josh waving his hand frantically in front of me. Now, why does that always seem to happen? I try to say something..errr...threatening, but, someone always butts in before I can say it! Arrrrgh! (No, not trying to be a pirate here..)
"Yeah...?"
"Uh, isn't it about time we leave for Casey's house?"
"Uh, duh! I was waiting out here for you this whole time! You were taking a long time!"
"Uh...I was waiting for you inside..."
"Well, I was waiting for you outside..."
Its official:
We.
Are.
Idiots.
Live by it, learn from it, fear it.
"Ugh! Then, lets just go already!"
"Don't yell! It gives me headaches! Headaches!"
With that and Josh pointing to his abnormally-sized head, we walked towards Casey's house. It was now 7:18.
Perfect.
Apparently, our timing was perfect since Emily had just emerged from her house and joined us in our walk. She and Josh immediately started talking. Me, noticing I was probably labeled as the 'third wheel,' started to listen...since I had nothing else to do...here's their conversation!
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"Hey Josh!"
"Oh hey Emily! What's up?"
"Oh, nothing. Just wondering what your schedule said."
"Um..I kinda don't have it yet...I have to get it before school.."
"Oh! Right. Just wanted to know whether or not we had any classes together! It would be so much fun!"
"Yeah it would!"
"So, when are you gonna come over to help me with my French homework? I know it's just like, the third day of school, but, they're already assigning homework and — "
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Oh, sorry if you wanted to know what Emily said next, it's just that she kinda lost me at the words 'assigning homework.' How could they already be assigning homework? It's only the third day into the school year for crying out loud! Oh, hey, there's Casey!
Ah..she looks...amazing. As always! (Even though I've only seen her twice..). And, there was Derek, leaning against his car, waving his car keys up in the air as he impatiently (yeah, I noticed..it was pretty obvious..) waited for us to get in his car. Pfft..! Show-off.
"So...who's gonna have the honors of seating next to me today on the way to school?"
Uh, hello? It was only about a 10 minute drive to school! 20 minutes tops if I had walked! I guess he likes putting up his whole 'macho' facade.
"Um, how about you, Drake? Emily, Josh, and I sit in the back...and, Drake and Derek can sit up front with Derek driving!"
"Ugh.." — Derek
"Ugh.." — Me
So practically, we both felt the same way about seating next to each other in the car for 10 minutes. I don't blame him! I just hope he doesn't act like a jerk.
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I guess I hoped for too much...seeing as Derek nearly ran over me after I had gotten out of the car. I know it was just a joke, but, I couldn't help being a bit surprised..
The ride wasn't much...he just stayed quiet...so did I... no one really talked all that much. Even Casey didn't talk to me. Did I do something wrong?
Right, anyways, about the whole 'Derek almost running over me' thing...well, we were trying to find parking in the back and there were not a lot of spaces, so, Derek insisted on us all getting out of the car and walking towards the office instead of waiting for him to park. Because the office was right in front of Derek's car, we all had to walk right in front of his car as he trailed from the back and, well, I got in front of the car first, waiting for Casey to follow. All of a sudden, the car jerked forward, almost touching my leg.
I yelled in surprise.
Casey shrieked loudly, as she was still trying to get out of the car when it jerked forward.
Emily and Josh both said, "What the—!"
"De-rek! That was so not funny!"
While we were gasping out of pure surprise, Derek was chuckling a bit, so, Casey decided to yell him that phrase above.
"You're welcome for the ride, step-sis!"
"Ugh! Sorry about that, Drake. I know that might've surprised you."
"It's no problem. Now, where's the office?"
"Oh, here, I'll lead you to it. Emily and Josh are right behind us. By the way, what elective did you take?"
"Well...I kind of decided to take up both Music Theory and Art. Hah, I dunno if I'm good at art, though!"
"Oh, that's awesome! I took up art! Oh, this is great! I hope we got the same class!"
"Yeah...me, too. What elective did Derek take?"
"Well, the only one that most of his friends were in, of course. Drama."
"Oh...drama, huh? Is he any good?"
"Not sure...oh here we are! Um, hello?"
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After getting my schedule, Casey lead me out of the office and looked over it while taking out her own schedule.
"Oh! This is awesome. We have the same art class together! Oh, and English Literature and Chemistry, too...!"
"Oh, then that means he's in my classes, too, doesn't it, Case?"
Now, guess from who that other sentence belonged to. Guess! Just...guess... That's right: Derek.
"Derek."
"Drake."
Casey looked around from me to Derek, I can tell. Derek and I just looked each other over. It looked like he wasn't wearing his precious leather jacket today. Then, all of a sudden, a blonde guy came up to us wearing a toque. A blue one.
"Hey D. What's up, man."
Ok..so, apparently, they have some sort of nicknames for each other...oh, how cute...! By the way, I was being sarcastic there...if you didn't catch that!
"Hey Sam."
"Uh, hi Casey..."
"Hi Sam. Have you met Drake yet?"
"Uh, nope. He new here?"
"Yeah. Drake, this is Sam. Sam, Drake."
Ok..so, Derek's friend's name is Sam...what should I do now...?
Shake his hand?
High five it?
Nod?
"Hey. Drake Parker. I'm kinda new here."
"Oh. Hey Drake. That's an interesting name. So, you a junior here, too?"
"Yeah, pretty much."
"Well...I'm pretty sure since you already know Derek that he pretty much told you most of what's gonna happen at this school, right?"
"What do ya mean?"
"Well, after spending a dinner with Derek, hah, he told me, by the way, uh, well...I bet you pretty much understand that Derek almost rules the school, right?"
"Uh...yeah, I think I got that point proven to me last night..."
After that, I forced myself a chuckle while Sam stood there smiling at me and Derek, who was right behind me and...apparently, the same height as me...
"Heh, that must've been an interesting dinner! Hah, anyways, need any help getting to any of your classes?
"Um, no. Actually I'm showing him around, Sam."
We both turned and behind us was Casey. Derek was watching from behind me, and from the corner of his eye, he was smirking, (as it seemed), at this blonde girl a few yards away, who, in my opinion, either has something stuck in her eye, or just has some sort of blinking problem...that, and...having the ability to smile wider than any human being should be able to do...
"Oh, alright, I see you're in good hands, Drake. Nice meeting you!"
"Yeah..nice meeting you, too...I guess."
"Ok, well, see ya later, D."
That was from Sam while he was walking away and while he was saying his goodbye, he was looking at me...like it was directed at me...
"Alright, see ya Sam!"
That was from Derek...to Sam, I guess...he finally stopped his gaze to look over to his best friend and say bye..oh, how touching.
"Uh..actually Derek, I was talking to Drake...but, see you later, too, Derek."
Oh! Burn! Hah! I cannot believe it. Less than 5 minutes with Derek's best friend and I've already earned myself a nickname that used to be Derek's. Ha!
I waved, Derek glared, Casey forced back a giggle (didn't work very well, she ended up bursting with laughter...), and...Sam walked away.
So, where was I?
Right! Walking around with Derek and Casey while they showed me my locker...which I was supposed to be sharing with a.. 'Tori Matthews.' That name sounds really familiar, but, hey, c'mon! What are the chances of my ex-'girlfriend' being in the same high school, same country, and same locker with me?
"Well, here you go, Drake! Your locker. Now, here's your combination. Go for it."
"22...3...34...aha. Got it. Thanks, Casey."
"No problem, Drake. Since you're sharing this locker, it might be best if you meet the person you're sharing with soon."
"Just so you know what the person is like, right?"
"Yeah, pretty much...like, when I had to share my locker with Emily—"
"Casey, Casey, Casey...no stories. No need to kill the guy from boredom from listening to you at school. I can do that later..."
First off..she wasn't boring me, and second, that last part of his sentence seemed mumbled, like he didn't want me to know or something. Well, mission failed, Derek.
Ok, why is he here? I mean, I'm just fine with Casey leading me towards all my classes! Why him! He's just so...ugh!
Sarcastic?
Evil?
Freaky?
Or...my choice: all of the above?
Uh, anyways, I'm sure you're all wondering: 'What does Drake's schedule look like?'
Well, here:
Name: Parker, Drake Michael
Grade: 11
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GEOMETRY II
Mr. Brawley - RM. 314
CHEMISTRY
Ms. Henderson - RM. 124
WORLD HISTORY
Mrs. Jacobs - RM. 333
ART
Ms. Owen - RM. 231
GYM
Ms. Peterson - RM. 225
MUSIC THEORY
Mr. Topple - RM. 113
ENGLISH LITERATURE
Mrs. Sawyer - RM. 121
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Yeah, well, that's pretty much all there is to it. Anyways, as Casey, Derek, and I were walking towards my Geometry II room, many guys were smirking at Derek and clapping his hand as he passed by them. Some of which he gave "Hey"'s and "'Sup"'s to. They all seemed to stop whatever it was that they were all doing to just either stare at him or acknowledge his existence by saying "Hey" or "'Sup, Derek!". Girls seemed to stare at him, too. Though, what intrigued (Yes I know what that means!) me the most was how if there was anyone in our path, they'd immediately move over to the side, as if making a way for us or something. I gotta admit...it was cool. Though, notice that I did not say that Derek himself is cool...just his power.
Just the power...
Ahem...anyways!
While we were nearing my Geometry II room, I caught a few girls staring at me and having that same 'blinking' and 'smiling' problems just like that girl Derek was staring at earlier. And, might I say, those girls who were staring at me...they were hot!
As soon as we stopped in front of Rm. 314, Casey broke the silence by saying:
"Ok, Drake, here is your first period class. Now...uh, Mr. Brawley really isn't the best guy in the world to tick off, so...just, don't do what Derek does when he has him for 6th period."
With that, I nodded while Derek merely glared at Casey, plainly 'telling' her to shut up.
"Oh, shut up, Casey, and just lead him to the classes before I die of boredom here!"
With that, a glare from both me and Casey, we went off to my other classes...
Again, though, I caught many girls...(cute ones..of course..)..staring at me, and some giggling at the sight of me. Now, I could easily say that they might've been giggling at Derek, but...they were staring at me, so...I can easily say that...those girls were looking at me, not Derek.
Hah, ironic, no?
My first day, and I've already girls staring at me from the front...and, uh, from the back. That part's a little creepy, but...I can deal!
Now, see, if I didn't have Casey right next to me glaring at all the girls who even dared look at me (yet, they dared and looked at me anyway...), I would've, in a split-second, ran up to one of them and after they sigh dreamily at the sight of me: ask them out. But, since I did have Casey right next to me, I tried making myself look busy by looking either at her..or how every person in front of us moved at the sight of Derek. (Though, mostly, I was looking at Casey.)
Anyways, after that, um, well, I could say 'awkward tour,' but, then, I'd be lying since it wasn't awkward at all...by merely walking next to Derek, I found out two things. Wanna know what they are?
Well, here's one:
Most girls take the time to look at Derek, Derek's body, or...(this part disturbs me a bit)..his butt. Whatever it was that they were doing, they stopped, giggled, and looked.
And, here's the other:
Most guys take the time to stop, yell a 'Hey Derek' to, uh, Derek, high five his held-up hand, and some other guys mumble (or, in some guys' cases, 'fake cough') a 'Grubby' or 'Klutzilla' to...guess. C'mon. Well, you got that right: Casey.
Now, those so-called observations are actually called: 'high school.' Some are popular, like, (I'll only say this once!) Derek, and, some...not-so-popular, like...well, (as it seems): Casey. Now, there are also the normal people, the cool people..and, well, lots more, but, I'd just like to say that I, Drake Parker, am neither popular, nor not-so-popular, but...just normal and cool. Just like my old school. Hey, that rhymed! Uh, never mind.
Anyways, after showing me the cafeteria (which is...really small, actually), the first bell rang and Casey chose to speak to me again.
"Ok, Drake! Now that you know where your classes are, and the cafeteria, there's no use in getting a tardy! So...we should probably get off to class now, huh?"
"Yeah, thanks again, Casey..."
"Hey, what about me?"
Derek. Leave it to him to interrupt me just as I was about to hug Casey..you know, like a 'Thank-you' hug...nothing too much, just in case she was one of those girls who liked going slow on relationships. Even though we didn't have one yet, I'm pretty sure we will.
"Yeah..uh, you too, Derek...?"
"Yeah, yeah, now, go off to class!"
Guess what?
I didn't get to hug Casey, nor thank her any further since Derek practically pushed me off and into the direction of my Geometry II classroom. Ugh. Jealous, much?
Wait.
That's it!
Oh. My. God.
I don't know why I didn't figure it out sooner! Derek was jealous that I might take Casey away from him...hah! Oh, crap.
A long and annoying beep can be heard throughout the hallway that I was standing in. And, uh, just to mention, I might've looked like some idiot standing in an empty hallway as I was just realizing that I was late for my first class of my first year as a junior at this new school.
Again: oh, crap.
After hearing the bell and saying 'Oh, crap' out loud, I ran all the way to my 1st period class.
"Emily Davis?"
"He—"
"—So sorry I'm late! Uh, missed the bell...?"
I did a quick scan of the room and discovered Emily was in the same class I was. After the quick scan, I turned to...wait, what was his name again? Mr. Broccoli? Brownie? Braw–
"Ah, Mr. Parker, glad you can join us. I'm Mr. Brawley."
Ah! That was it! Brawley!
As of right now, I'm grinning really stupidly..just thought you should know. Wait...did I just insult myself?
Eh, whatever...anyways, after saying a quick 'hi' to Mr. Brownie, I did another scan of the room.
Nope. No one that I know. Except Emily, of course, but, all the seats around her were taken. The only seat that was taken was one in the front. Of course. No one wanted to sit in the front. Well, who would, anyway? Great...the front middle seat. The 'teacher's pet' seat.
Now, if the saying were true: "First impressions are the most important," then, heck, I didn't make a very good one.
After a very, very boring first class, the rest of the day went well...
Did you believe me for a second? God, I hope not since if you did, then, you don't know me very well...!
Actually, after first period, I had Chemistry with Casey and (unfortunately..) Derek. I took a seat behind Casey and every so often, she would look over her shoulder at me, and...well, about the 5th time she did that, she caught me staring back...we had some kinda 'moment' there...ahh...
"Mr. Parker, Ms. MacDonald. Would you please give your attention to the front, please. You can continue your flirting later..."
Ok. That was embarrassing. Actually, she kinda mumbled that last part, but, of course, this being no one really listens to the teacher until someone gets in trouble, everyone was listening, and everyone heard it. And, of course...everyone snickered as Ms. Hen— what are these teachers' names! I just can't seem to get it! Argh!
Anyways, after that nice-turned-to-embarrassing-moment that Casey and I shared, the rest of the period went without any more moments. Luckily and...sadly.
The next period, I had with Derek and Derek only. Yay. Lucky me.
Derek, unexpectedly sat behind me that period and kept on poking me with the end of his mechanical pencil (the sharp side...) the entire time Mrs. Jacobs (now, her name I can remember! Its easy! Thank God!) was turning her back to write on the whiteboard. He even once pushed it too far and caused me to...uh, well, yell at no one in particular.
"Ah! Crap! That hurt!"
Many people (mostly some of the girls) gasped and most of the guys (including Derek) snickered and the teacher...glared at me.
Then after that, I had art with Casey. Now, I didn't like the first two classes (seeing as how Derek was in both of them and I got in trouble in both of them...), but, I had a feeling that I was gonna like Art. Mostly because I had it with Casey.
We didn't really do much, just listened to the teacher talk about the different colors of the wheel and stuff. Casey and I were sitting together, so, I felt at peace.
The peace soon left me when the shrilly (it really is..) bell rang signaling the next class to begin in 5 minutes. Ugh.
"So, Drake, have you met your locker 'buddy' yet?"
"Nope, I have a feeling she's ignoring me or something. Dunno."
"Ok, well, I'll see you later. I got Geometry II with Mr. Brawley."
"Wait, don't you mean, Mr. Brownie?"
"Brownie?"
Ok. I hadn't meant to say 'Brownie,' but, I'm glad I got a laugh outta her! Shrugging, we both went off our separate ways. Me going to Gym with Derek, and her going to Geometry with Mr. Brownie. Uh, I mean, Brawley. Yeah...
Derek wasn't really doing much to welcome me to this school very well, seeing as he slammed into me at least three times during Gym. What is his problem? If he wants Casey, he's gonna have to wait.
Lunch really wasn't much. Just the usual glop that all schools seemed to be serving, either at the US or Canada, the slop (I guess...) was universal. Gross.
Anyways, I was mainly sitting by Casey...and Josh...and Emily..and, Sam. And, Derek joined us soon after..much to my dismay.
The next period, I didn't have with either Derek, Casey, Emily, or Josh. I'm happy about the 'no Derek' thing, but...not so much the 'no Casey' part. Or Josh. Or Emily.
Music Theory seems really easy and cool. I mean, Mr. Topple seems like a really cool guy.
Wait.
Did I just say that about a teacher? No way.
Well, he is kinda cool, seeing as he seems to only be in his 30's or so. Dunno, but, he's better than Mr. Brawley! (Yeah! I got his name right!)
Anyways, the last period, 7th, I had with Josh, Casey, and Derek...sadly. Anyways, as Mrs. Sawyer (Yet another easy name to remember!) was talking, Josh kept on taking solid (most likely) notes, as was Casey, and Derek was tipping his chair back, and pretending to be listening to the teacher.
I could tell. I mastered that technique. I invented that technique. Hah. It seems he has, too. But, he forgot one thing. I am the master at that.
Seeing as I was sitting across from Derek in this confined space of dullness, and I was about a little more than a foot away from him, I quickly took put my arm out and tapped (well, maybe harder..) the corner of Derek's chair and led it to the floor all with my index finger, bringing Derek (and his chair) down, down, down to the hard floor underneath us.
It was creepy how he didn't stop me since he could've easily seen me from the corner of his eye or something. Hm. I wonder...
"...you can see, this is the format on how—"
THUD.
"What in the world in going on here!"
"Ughh..."
Those were Derek's first words as he succeeded on pulling himself up after everyone was done snickering at what happened. He shot us all a glare and almost everyone shut up, including Josh who was eyeing me suspiciously after shutting up.
Casey and I, on the other hand, were smiling at each other and she held a questioning look as if saying, 'Did you do that?' I simply smiled wider and turned to Mrs. Sawyer who was frowning at Derek.
"Mr. Venturi. Ah, I should've known. What time would you like to go to the principal's office?"
"Uh, no, wait, Mrs. Sawyer. It wasn't me! Seriously. Do you think I would do this to humiliate myself and cause pain?"
"Yes."
With that answer from a teacher, everyone simply snickered yet again. And, as before, we were shut up by Derek's look.
"Well, no. I was listening to your assigning the homework for tonight, which, I might add, is due on Friday, and all of a sudden, Drake here, our new student- " He pointed to me, "-caused my fall."
Casey's eyes widened and Derek smirked at me yet again. I should've known.
"Well, Mr...ah, Mr. Parker. Well, Mr. Parker, seeing as it is your first day, I'll let you off with a warning, but, you do that again, and it is detention, are we clear?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Good. Now, who here knows what the homework is for the next two days?"
Casey raised her hand and answered...
"Oh, we're supposed to type up what we had done this past summer...? And, it's due on Friday. And..its supposed to be typed."
Mrs. Sawyers smiled and nodded at Casey and looked at all of us while saying:
"Well, you heard the lady. Typed. Summer activities. Friday."
As soon as she finished, the shrilly bell rang once again and everyone was off.
"Drake! Wait up, man."
"Oh, hey Josh."
"Hey, what'd you do to Derek? Wait, no, why did you do that to Derek?"
"Well, he was bugging me..and, I mean, all day he was. I just decided to do something— "
I never got to finish my sentence since Josh was already off and talking to Emily. Ah, to be young and in love. Cute. Hey, at least the next girl Josh likes doesn't try to get me suspended and isn't crazy!
Or...is she?
I never got to figure it out seeing as Casey was right next to me, talking excitedly about what I did to Derek.
Where's Derek, you say? Oh, he was right behind us.
"I cannot believe you did that! Hah, I'm glad there's at least one person who doesn't worship at Derek's feet!"
"Hah, it'll take more than poking me with his pencil to do that..!"
After we were talking and after we gathered our stuff from our lockers and everything, Casey led us all to Derek's car for another happy ride home. Yay.
So, once again, here we were, sitting inside Derek's car (I was in the front again..ugh..) and on the way home. Josh and Emily were talking, but, I didn't really listen all that much, just focusing on the song playing on the radio.
Once we got to Derek's driveway (he refused to drop us off, saying that we all needed exercise anyway...), Casey offered to walk back home with me and Josh and Emily.
"So, Drake, any ideas for the assignment for Mrs. Sawyer?"
"Uh, actually, I have a little problem with that..."
"What?"
"Well, I have an idea for a topic, but, my computer is temporarily...well, dead."
Seeing the worried look on her face, I continued..:
"No, not like, I smashed it or anything, but, the monitor..yeah, it, uh, kinda broke this morning."
"Oh. Well, I have a laptop, you can use that! We can work on it together!"
"Yeah...that'd be cool. Thanks."
"No problem, but, doesn't Josh have a computer?"
"Well, yeah, but...he's always on it.."
"Oh, well, then, the offer for my laptop still stands if you want it!"
"Yeah, sure!"
"Ok, then, come by, uh, say, at around 5-ish? And, we can work on it in my house!"
"Yeah, that would completely work. Thanks again."
"No prob."
Awesome! Ok, now, the whole 'Josh is always on his computer' thing was a lie...he really isn't all that protective of it..only I was protective of mine. But, hey, so sue me for wanting to work with Casey instead...! Seriously though, what would you pick?
Casey, right?
Right.
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So, here we are...4:45 PM and getting ready to go over to Casey's house for...as I liked to call it: a study date. Well, technically, we weren't studying, but, hey...I can call it whatever I wanted, right?
"I'm going out! Be back at around 7!"
"Ok! Be home before dinner! Mom's making pot roast!"
Well, I guess Josh was the only one home besides Megan, who, I'm guessing didn't care whether or not I went out or were being packaged to Peru in a box.
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A/N:
Hey guys! I am sooooooooooo sorry about the late update...! Apparently, the sodas didn't work on keeping me awake (a shock to me, really...) and I ended up sleeping instead of typing.. I really didn't mean for it to take this long, but...there were just so many things going on...most of them being the fact that school's starting in the next 2 weeks...! (I shudder at the thought...!)
LOL, anyways, sorry if this chapter was really long! And, to tell you the truth, I didn't really mean for it to end like that...it just kinda did. I didn't really want to go on since I figure...the chapter would be really long! This one beats the first four! LOL... In my opinion, this chapter seemed too long and...kinda dragging...Dunno, it just seems that way to me...Please review and tell me what you think about it, though!
Anyways...next chapter! Derek's POV...I'll squeeze in what he thought about Drake's first day...but, I think it'll be mostly on the happenings of Drake being in the same house as Derek...visiting Casey...getting jealous..dunno! Gotta type it first, but, I got the idea for it! LOL..
Also, thank you to 'smob1474' (Sean-Scott) for informing me on...how high school goes. I hope I didn't make too many mistakes on how high school is supposed to go! Since I'm not in high school yet, I am clueless! Please tell me if there are any mistakes and I'll fix them..!
Sorry if some parts were rushed on this...I just didn't want it to become too long...
So...yah...about those ----------------- things...for some reason, there's some kinda error on the page that refuses to let me use them...it sucks since those really...uh, aren't 'good-looking' or whatever... Point is: The rulers were better!
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Here goes:
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LIFE WITH DEREK or DRAKE & JOSH.
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Again...please let me know what you think of this chapter. In other words: PLEASE REVIEW! I'd like to know whether or not to keep the chapters long like this one or...kinda shorter and, well, ya know! Stuff like that...please?
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THOSE WHO REVIEWED THE PAST CHAPTERS!
It really means a lot to me!
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