First Life With Derek fic, so be gentle! And thank you for tuning in.

Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own LWD otherwise Derek would just be... well anyway I don't own it.

Note: So I kinda lied, I am going to update just after three reviews. Thank you csteinha, Laura8881, and PinkTribeChick for reviewing!! You guys are peaches! And remember this "x-x-x" means a character change. I am actually going to use it in this from now on so keep it in mind... :)

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Chapter Two

Grama Jean Venturi. She is the one to blame for me being held captive in a car with this whole family for days. She's not even my grandmother, she's my father's. She finally kicked the bucket at the unprecedented age of ninety-seven. Man, was she old. We haven't seen her probably for the last four or five years. That's probably why Marti doesn't seem upset whatsoever. Actually, none of us really are. Only my dad is a little upset and Nora showing obvious apathy for him. But I don't think he would even be driving thousands of miles for her funeral if he didn't feel guilty for not seeing her for so long. Yeah, well it's not like it will matters much now.

"I have to potty!" Marti whined, wriggling in her seat.

"Oh Marti, sweetie can't you wait a little while longer?" Nora cooed, reaching behind and rubbing her leg.

"No!" She kicked Nora's hand away. "I have to go now!"

"George." This time Nora's hand resting on my father's arm.

"Alright everybody, we're making a pit stop." He said, pulling onto the nearest exit. "Meet back at the car in ten minutes."

We all slide out the car. I looked up pulling my headphones down around my neck. A gas station. Well, this looks greeeat.

"Just stick together." Nora voiced, struggling to hold a whining Marti. "Edwin and Lizzie, Derek and Casey."

And there she was, arms crossed, nose pointed up, looking at me with her usual disgust. "Well, what kind of trouble are you possible to cause in ten minutes."

See what I mean? "Don't be too suprised, sis."

She cringed at my use of the word "sis". Then proceed to correct me. "Step-sis."

"Whatever." I shrugged her off, heading into the small convenient store. Soda... juice... water... candy... gum... chips. Just as I grabbed a small bag of salt and vinegar I heard Casey's voice pierce through the store.

"Derek, Mom said to stay together." She snatched the bag of chips from my hand. "Is this what you came in here for?"

"Yes." I ripped it from her grasp.

"Wow, such a troublemaker." She taunted me, crossing her arms.

"Fine." I grabbed few others, slipped them under my shirt and exited the store without so much as a flinch.

"Derek!" She met up with me in the car after a few seconds.

What did she expect me to do? You just don't doubt Derek Venturi. "What?" I opened the blue bag, holding in out to her. "Chip?"

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I can't believe he can do something like that and not feel anything. If I were to do that I'd be riddled with guilt, then probably cave in bring the stuff back and then get in so much trouble for doing it in the first place. Probably leaving a scar on my record forever. But not Derek. He never got caught for anything.

"I can't believe you did that." I crossed my legs, reaching for my magazine.

As I flipped through the pages, a hand lightly gripped my thigh and I felt warm breath nip at my ear, his gruff quieted voice mumbling. "There's a lot of things you wouldn't believe."

He sent a shiver down my spine, setting off the goosebumps. Why did he just do that? And my eyes blinked as I tried to understand what he meant.

George's voice interrupted my thoughts. "Okay, everyone's all set. Here we go again." And the rest of them piled in.

Derek's hand lingered a few seconds more, then unimaginably slow he slid it down and then rested it on the cushioned space beside me. I felt the goosebumps again and my stomach produced a few of afore mentioned butterflies. Why did he have that effect on me? Why didn't I slap his hand away? I let it stay there, I let his hands be on me. And the worst part is I wasn't totally repulsed by him. But he's my stepbrother. Isn't there some kind of law against having these type of feelings...? He just caught me off guard. Yeah, that has to be it.

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A/N: Sorry if it was short... and if it wasn't good... annnnd if it was a little out of character. But I hope you guys still liked it. Alrighty... ::gets in usual position:: go ahead... TAKE YOUR BEST SHOT! lol Again, i ask for five reviews before i update. Thanks!!