First Life With Derek fic, so be gentle! And thank you for tuning in.
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Chapter Five
Curse you, Grama Jean Venturi! Okay, so I'm not one to curse the dead, nonetheless anyone else. But it's because of her funeral I got stuck in the back-seat of a car with him. Oh that sounded bad, did it? Whatever. Forget him, right? And I tried. I flipped open one of many magazines I have read. Just scanning through the section where teens write there problems and hope for a reasonable answer. Then I thought if I were to write one of those what I would say.
"Dear TeenMag,
I have a problem I'm not so sure there is a solution to. I am attracted to and I think I'm falling for, my brother. But don't be too alarmed he's just my stepbrother. What should I do?
Signed,
A family girl"
I silently laughed to myself. Or I had thought it was silent.
"What are you laughing at?"
I turned and there was Derek's smug face, his eyebrows scrunched together. I took the mental note noticing how it slightly resembled a caterpillar.
And I laughed more. "Just reading a funny article."
Then his body pressed against my whole side as he peered at the magazine. My breath was calm and controlled. My skin had not one bump. My eyes stayed on the pages. Okay, good job Casey.
"I don't get it." He looked at me, his eyebrows coming together again.
"You wouldn't." I flipped it shut.
He shrugged and put on his earphones. He laid his head back against the headrest, looking at the passing highway.
x-x-x
Twelve hours and forty-eight minutes. That was how long we drove to finally get to our destination. Winnipeg. That is the place where dear old grama Jean lived, and well died. The funeral is tomorrow afternoon. So for the week we are staying with my Aunt Candice and Uncle Perry. They were the best, and um most normal to be without of all the family. They have a little girl, Rebecca, between Edwin and Marti's age. And a son, Jake, a year older than me. Jake and me used to hang around when we were younger, and he always seemed pretty cool. So, I guess I will have at least one person to be with while I'm here.
"Okay, we're here." Dad slowly turned down the engine. We all exited the vehicle. I pulled open the trunk door grabbing my bag. I was going to shut it as I looked down at Casey's grotesque pink one-shoulder backpack. I grabbed it and threw it over at her. She wined and mumbled about how rude or how much a jerk I was and walked to the door. Dad knocked three times. He seemed a little edgy. I thought maybe it was that he didn't want to see his sister. Or maybe it was just seeing her over these circumstances. He rang the doorbell.
The door pulled back, just a head peaking out. It was Aunt Candice. She smiled equally at all of us. "We've been expecting you."
It was right when she that, I noticed her smile had become a little forced. Her tone was a little groggy, her eyes dazed. She was the full profile of a psycho. Poor Aunt Candice. I probably should be a little more kind considering it's eleven thirty at night.
My father spoke. "Hey Cc, sorry we're so late." Cc, a name he's had for her ever since I've known either. I never got it.
"That's okay, please come on in you guys." She pulled the door open wide, so we could go through.
Once Casey had come in, last, she closed the door securing the two locks. She turned facing us, looking at Marti sleep in Nora's arms. "You must be Nora." She stretched out her hand for Nora to shake, which she did.
"Its nice to meet you, Candice."
Then she smiled at Lizzie and Casey. "You must be her daughters Lizzie and Cassidy." I snickered, at the mistake of Casey's name.
Casey did not appreciate my humorous look on it. "Actually, its Casey. Not Cassidy."
"Oh, I am sorry dear." She shrugged a little and then looked at me and Edwin. "Look at you boys. So big already." She ruffled Edwin's hair. Then she looked directly at me. "Well, haven't you gotten handsome."
I smiled, not knowing what the proper response. "Yeah, I've been told."
I saw Casey, scoff at my words and I couldn't help but grin. Man, do I irritate her or what?
"Well, Derek just don't let that get to your head." She patted my arm kindly, then looked at dad. "You guys are probably exhausted, eh? Let me show you to your rooms."
Dad smiled. "Thanks."
She brought us down her long hall. There's five doors. "This here is the bathroom," She points to the first door on the right. "The closet," Second door, which is on the left. "Me and Perry's room," It was the third door, near the end of the hallway on the right. "This one is for you brother, and your lovely wife." It was on the left. Then we came to the last door, directly in front of us. "And down in the basement is where the kids bedrooms are. The rest of you will be bunking there." She smiled at us again. "Beds are all set and ready for you. Girls, you will be in Becca's room and boys in Jake's. And now if you wouldn't mind excusing me, I am beat." She went off to her room. "Tomorrow we will all get better aquatinted. Goodnight." She shut the door.
"A basement..." Casey sighed to herself. And I laughed remembering her distinctive hate for them.
Dad and Nora exchanged yawns and went into their room, taking the sleeping Marti with them just for the tonight. Leaving the rest of us to fend for ourselves.
"Should we just go down there? What if they're asleep?" Casey asked silently.
"So, who cares." I marched down the carpeted stairs first. It was a nice, I thought. At the bottom of the stairs, there is a door which leads to... I creaked it open and saw a bathroom. I turned left and a few feet over was a white door with flowers and a sign that read "Becca's room." To the right just a few feet and another door. Except this one had a black sign with red letters. "Do not continue beyond this point... or else." And behind the case of stairs was a little mini living room. Complete with one three-seater couch and one two-seater couch, a decent size TV, and a little fridge. "I am in heaven."
"What are we gonna do, just barge in their rooms?" Casey crossed her arms.
"She's right maybe we should just sleep on the couches." Lizzie suggested with a yawn.
"Well, me and Lizzie can fit on the little couch. Remember when our room had been infested with.." He shivered in thought of the memory. "We just can." Yeah, he's really weird.
"That means I have to share one with..." She glanced up at me. "Derek."
I smirked at her, thinking. "Maybe I am in heaven..."
I searched for some blankets in the little closet. I came up with two small ones and one large one. So I handed Edwin and Lizzie the small two and shook out the large one and threw it over Casey's still figure. Then kicking off my shoes I slid in beside her. I am sleeping with her again. At least this time she isn't wearing whatever you call those clothes she had on at the motel. I could sleep without feeling completely enticed by her. Even though laying beside her did make me want to just grab her and kiss her.
So, I turned my back.
x-x-x
I yawned a little and my eyes drifted open. At first I didn't remember where I was then I glanced over seeing Lizzie lying comfortably on the small couch and Edwin at the opposite end snoring. And then directly to my right was Derek. My eyes traveled from his closed eyes, to his lips, to his jaw line, to his shoulder, to his arm. And his arm just happened to be loosely slung over my waist. I immediately felt my cheeks burn red, and I pushed him clear of the couch.
There was a loud thump and then I heard him grunt. "Casey..."
I felt my cheeks blush again. "Sorry, but you were touching me."
He rolled his eyes and went to the small bathroom.
"So cute." I accidentally whispered out.
"Who me?" It was a male voice, but not at all familiar.
I looked up and saw a guy around my age, tall very tall, with dark shaggy hair and green eyes. "Yeah you.." I thought dreamily.
"Your Cassidy right," He took a seat at the foot of the couch. "I heard about you."
I didn't even correct him, I just nodded.
"Jake?" Derek eyed him from the bathroom doorway.
He looked over at him smiling. "Derek, hey cuz." He went over and gave him that handshake-shoulder-pat-hug thing. I never understood guys.
They smiled and stood side by side talking. And could swear Jake looked over at me and smiled. He was cute. And it wasn't till then I realized how much him and Derek reminded me of each other. Now this is very interesting.
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A/N: Chapter five!! I hope i didn't suck too bad... let me guys know the truth! And you better review... or else my dears or else!