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Title: This Is Camp With Derek

Rated: T

Summary of this chapter: Derek and Casey are finally on their way to summer camp…together, much to their dismay. However, things may be looking up for the both of them when they encounter two new characters.

"You're going to leave a dent in the carpet, you know," Lizzie said with eyes focused on Casey's feet which paced back and forth near the front door. Her arms were folded tightly, as usual; her own eyes staring at the top of the staircase, a look of impatience burning on her face.

"He's doing this on purpose!" she scowled angrily, stopping in place to tap her striped pink ballet flats on the hardwood floor. Her light curls pulled back into a ponytail to expose her clean, rosy face, which was adorned with a small line of eyeliner beneath her eyes. "De-REK!" she shouted throughout the house, her rage growing.

"Don't get your granny-panties in a bunch, princess," Casey finally heard Derek say as he lumbered down the stairs, his hair in disarray, a hockey bag slung on his shoulder. "The camp isn't going anywhere."

"But the bus is!" she exclaimed, grabbing her duffel bag off of the floor and throwing it on her own shoulder, rolling her eyes.

"Now are you sure you both have everything?" Nora asked them, walking toward them from the kitchen with George following slowly behind her. "Tickets, money, cellphones, warm clothes, cold clothes, swim suits, emergency phone card, stationary, emergency emergency phone card, emergency clothes, emergency money, toothbrushes, soap-"

"Mom!" Casey interrupted her. "I've been over my list six times this morning. We can't miss the bus!"

Nora's face contorted slightly. "Actually, that was directed at Derek." Simultaneously, they all flashed a look at the brunette boy who had apparently fallen asleep standing up… and with his eyes open. At the sound of his name, he snapped awake. "Huh?" he mumbled.

"Keep an eye on him. Don't let him near any… fire, sharp objects, shiny things…" George said to Casey, an eyebrow raised at the sight of his son, "just… don't let him near anything."

"Right then," Casey said, nodding slightly, understanding where George was coming from, even though she really didn't want to comply with this request; she wanted to have nothing to do with her stupid step-brother.

"Gee thanks," Derek said sarcastically, throwing a fake smirk at his father.

"SMEREK!" a squeaky voice shouted as a small figure appeared, scurrying over to Derek's feet like a pet. Marti, dressed with a mouse nose, ears, and tail, looked up at her big brother with sadness.

"I'll be back, Smarti," Derek promised her, grabbing the small child by the waist and spinning her around as she squealed with excitement.

This would have been yet another time where Casey would have hurried their motions, but she couldn't help but stop and watch. She also couldn't prevent the corners of her lips slowly curling into a smile. Derek was a completely different person when he was around Marti. He was… human. If only he were like that all the time… then perhaps they would actually get along.

"Ha! As if," Casey though to herself, shaking her head to get rid of those crazy thoughts. She knew Derek would never let that happen; he couldn't possibly 'ruin his rep.'

"Hey Der," Edwin yelled to his brother, scurrying down the stairs with a silver object clutched tightly in his hand. Then, when he got close enough, he handed it to the other boy.

"A camera?" Derek questioned, looking at the device now in his hand.

"You can send any picture or video directly to my computer using this baby," Edwin explained, quite proud of his device. "Any picture." He grinned maliciously at his sibling, giving him a 'you know what I mean' look. Of course, Casey also knew what he meant. Edwin meant that if Derek saw any girls in their swimsuits, he should take a picture and send it to him. The older boy looked at Edwin with pride in his eyes; his brother was following in his footsteps.

"Okay, okay. Now we definitely have to get going," Nora said, shooing the two teenagers out of the door after they had said their final goodbyes to their siblings and father.

Pressing her mother to speed to the location, Casey gladly arrived in fifteen minutes, as opposed to the half an hour it would have taken. With one long hug from her mother, and another dozen reminders, Casey bounded onto the large school bus, Derek following slowly behind her. Like usual, Casey sat near the front of the bus, a perky smile forming on her face.

Derek, although he normally sat in the back, decided to plop down in the seat behind her. The last thing he needed was to be thrown in with a bunch of nerds. At least this way he could make fun of the nerd he was sitting by without feeling too guilty.

There were a few other teens, ranging anywhere from thirteen to eighteen. All either seemed to be engaged with other conversations, or were loitering outside with their families.

"Promise me right now that you won't make my trip a nightmare," Casey snapped at the boy behind her, people now entering the bus.

He grinned wickedly. "Now why on earth would I do such a thing?" he said simply, sinking down further to comfort himself in his seat. "Besides, why would I want to associate myself with any of these gee- well hello."

Casey's head turned to see a girl enter the bus. This girl had apparently caught Derek's instant attention. Long, highlighted blonde hair that fell onto her tanned body, Casey couldn't possibly understand why Derek had stopped his motion. Who cares if she was blonde and big-boobed? Oh right. Derek, of course.

As she passed their seats, her eyes flashed on Derek, a coy grin spreading across her face. He instantly stood up in his seat, and followed her back to where she had decided to sit on the bus.

"You perv!" Casey shouted back at her step-brother.

"Excuse me?" a new voice entered the scene. She turned her head yet again, her eyes falling upon a boy who was just passing her seat.

She could feel her cheeks burn with embarrassment. This boy thought she had been speaking to him! "Oh… no… I was…umm… I was talking about my stupid step-brother," she explained very quickly, motioning behind her. Of course, typical Casey-klutzilla accidentally smacked this very boy right in the face.

"Oh my god! I am soooo sorry!" she exclaimed as he clutched his eye and fell into the spot next to her. She began to fuss over him, forgetting that he was merely a stranger. "Move your hand…Hold still," she said quietly to him, trying to get a good look at his eye.

It was then when she realized how cute this boy actually was. Dark curls sat atop his head, his thin, yet muscular, figure sitting beside her. "Gosh I'm such a klutz," she cursed herself. Instead of agreeing with her like any other person would, this boy grabbed her hands that were fussing over him, and pulled them away from his face. Surprisingly, he was laughing.

"Don't worry about it. Stuff like that happens to me all the time," he said, his straight teeth flashing brightly at her.

This lead to Casey laughing charmingly along with him. "Me too!"

"I'm Chris, by the way," he said, shaking the curls out of his eyes, apparently forgetting the pain he had moments ago.

"Casey," she replied, forgetting completely about her pesky step-brother, who at the moment was sitting at the back of the bus… with his eyes staring at this very girl and her new friend.

I'm writing this right now in my New York hotel room. Hehe. I'm all by myself, so I had nothing to do. I figured I might as well be productive. So hello from Time Square! I know this may be, once again, a slow chapter… but I promise it'll get better. This was where I introduced two of the other characters I'll be using; Derek's mystery girl, and Chris. By the way, if you want a visual image of what Chris looks like, think Adam Brody.

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