Disclaimer- I don't own LWD.

Casey woke up the next morning, remembering what she had done the night before. She quickly got in the shower. When she got out, she did her usual morning ritual. Outfit and then makeup. She walked downstairs and saw Nora, Derek, the 3 younger kids and George.

"Alright. Let's go," George said. Lizzie, Edwin and Marti all followed him outside so he could drive them to school.

"Hey Casey. You look nice today," Nora complimented.

"Thanks."

And she did look nice. To her own surprise, she felt nice too. She figured it was the outfit but couldn't help but wonder if it was because of last night.

Derek stared at Casey, surprised at her outfit. She had never worn anything like that before and he couldn't help but notice. She had on a light blue halter top that really brought her eyes out and she had on a pair of low-cut jeans. She got on her tiptoes to get a cup on the top shelf and when she did, it revealed a blue thong that was the same shade of her shirt.

"Alright kids. I have to go to work. I'll see you guys later," Nora said. She kissed Casey on the head and left the house.

As soon as she did, Derek spoke. "Wow Casey. Nice thong," Derek smirked.

"Um…thanks," Casey said, her face turning red from embarrassment.

"Hey Casey, you need a ride this morning?" Derek asked, still staring.

"Sure. Thanks," Casey smiled. Derek returned the smile.

They got in the car and it was silent.

"You still going out with Max," Derek asked.

"Yeah. I haven't seen him in a while though. I've just been so busy with work," Casey informed.

"Yeah. The whole family realizes that."

"What's that supposed to mean," she said, titling her head to look at him.

"I mean, you're never home. You used to spend time with us and now…you just don't. And no offense, but you've kind of been acting a little strange these past few days," Derek said, turning the wheel so they were in the school parking lot. He took the key out of the ignition and they both sat in silence.

"Well?" Derek replied.

"Well what? Since when did you care about how I act?" Casey snapped. She gave him a look and got out of the car, slamming the door behind her.

"What a bitch," Derek said to himself, smirking as he did.

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Casey sat at the lunch table with her best friend Emily. Casey poked at the salad she had.

"And then…Case? Hello? Are you even listening?" Emily replied, shaking her hand in front of her friend's face.

It took Casey almost a minute to come to her senses.

"Yeah?"

"You aren't even listening. What the hell were you even thinking about," Emily asked.

"I was thinking about the modeling that--," Casey was interrupted by Emily.

"See? You're so caught up in the modeling that you don't have time for anyone!" Emily shouted.

"Why are you making such a big deal? You should be encouraging me and be happy that I am doing something good with my life. You're supposed to be my best friend," Casey shouted back.

Both of the teens were standing, their faces red with anger.

"Yeah and you're supposed to be my best friend. You don't even listen to what I'm saying anymore. Some friend," Emily replied.

Casey watched as Emily walked out of the cafeteria. She rolled her eyes and left the cafeteria. She decided to cut class. It was rare but she didn't really feel like staying the whole day, especially now that Emily was mad at her. She walked all the way home and when she got there; she noticed that the living room light was on.

"That light wasn't on when I left with Derek this morning…," Casey thought to herself.

She walked in the house, hoping no one broke in. She was relieved when she saw Derek sitting in his chair, watching TV. He turned his head and smiled when he saw Casey standing there.

"Well hello there," Derek said.

"Hey Derek," Casey said. She walked into the kitchen. Derek trailed behind her.

"So Casey. Skipping school? That's not like you," he said.

"Yeah, I know. I just didn't want to stay. Emily got mad at me for not listening to her at lunch."

"Oh."

"Sorry. I mean, about earlier. I didn't mean to get all mad at you. I know I haven't been around much. But my boss said I don't need to go to the place for a few days so I'll be able to spend some time with you guys."

"That's good," Derek said. "I just ordered a pizza. It's in the living room if you want any."

"Okay," she said.

She ate the food, not wanting to. She had to though. She couldn't have him suspecting anything. Or else. Her secret would be out and then she'd have a lot of explaining.

They finished eating and Casey could feel the pizza urging to come up from her stomach.

"Um…I'm going to go clean my room," Casey lied. She ran up the stairs and into her bathroom. She leaned over her toilet and let her lunch out. She heard a knock on her door.

"Casey? Are you okay?" Derek shouted.

He walked in and Casey quickly slammed her bathroom door shut with her foot.

"Casey? What's the matter? Are you sick? Was it the pizza?" he asked.

She wasn't done but she had to answer or he might've come in.

"Yeah. It was the pizza," Casey lied again.

He walked in and stood by her. They were face-to-face.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Derek asked for a third time.

"Yes. I'm fine. Now leave so I can go to the bathroom," Casey shooed him. She closed her bathroom door in his face.

He stood by the door, putting his ear up to it. All he could hear was her coughing…he knew what that meant.

He walked out. All the while wondering if it was just the pizza. He wondered if Casey had a serious problem. Little did he know, she was wondering he same thing too.

A/N- I didn't like this chapter but I hope you did. It's short, I know. But I've been busy writing for my other story. Hope you like this. Please review :-)