Author's NoteThis is a really short chapter, but I feel that if I were to make it any longer, you would have been bored out of your mind. Although, in this, you finally find out what's been going on with Edwin and Lizzie and how much they really know. YAY! Revealing things wears you out. I'm just kidding, but it was a funny phrase thingy. Don't quote me. S'not worth it. Lolz.

Disclaimer Dye-my-hands-yellow lied yet again to you. Last disclaimer she said we had solved our differences…not true. I apologize if she got anyone's hopes up. She claims I want to kill her, and she makes this claim as she runs towards me with a machete. Her favorite thing to scream at me is "YOU DON'T OWN LIFE WITH DEREK AGHHHH HHAHAHAHAHAHA " Or something along the lines of that…Heh.

Derek didn't bother staying downstairs for the congratulations from the family. They had given her plenty in the car, but they seemed to go on forever. He refused to say a word, but he did admit to himself that she was amazing.

What was haunting his thoughts was when she glanced at him and sang, almost as if she was singing to him. The words were echoing in his head almost unrealistically. But you're still toxic, and I'm still deadly...What is that supposed to mean? He was sitting on his bed, rubbing his fingers over in circles on his temples, trying to think of something else.

Someone knocked on the door, then entered slowly. It was Edwin.

"You okay Derek?"

"Yeah, why?"

"You seemed very…interested in Casey dancing." Edwin shut the door and sat across from him on the computer chair. Derek scooted closer to the edge, closer to Edwin.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yeah you do." Derek crossed his arms.

"No. I don't."

"Fine. I'm not supposed to tell you anyway." Edwin started to get up, but when Derek looked at him in mild shock and intrigue, he smirked and sat back down. "I knew you weren't sleeping. It's a rare gift to believably fake-sleep, due in part because of how little we actually know about sleep."

"Get to the point."

"You want Casey." Derek made a grossed out face.

"Me? Want Casey? You're on drugs."

"I've been investigating you, and so has Lizzie. We figured that if you had anything to hide you would get us to stop…and that you did. So, we investigated."

"You want Lizzie don't you?" Edwin looked down, ashamed.

"We aren't going to get together though. I figure that we're just kids. The future maybe…but for now we're friends. That or we are just confused cause we have never had an opposite gender friendship with anyone before." He smiled up at Derek. "But you and Casey…wow. Never thought that would happen."

"It hasn't."

"Our investigation shows that something has happened." Derek looked up. There was no way out of it this time. Edwin wanted Lizzie, so at least he wouldn't be freaking out on him.

"We kissed a few times, but she's so complicated." He paused to rub his eyes that was sensitive to light at the moment, but before he could continue Edwin spoke.

"It's okay, you can tell me."

"No Edwin, I have a headache." Edwin looked concerned. Derek didn't get headaches often. "Get me something to take for it."

"I'm on it bro!" Edwin exited the room, and Derek leaned over to his desk and pulled out the list. He already knew what it said on there, but he looked at it again as if it were going to tell him something new.

1. Find her journal and read recent entries.

2. Leave reminders of me in her room.

3. Become friends with her.

4. Make sure she still tutors me.

5. Is there a five?

"Is there a five?" He muttered aloud. Edwin came in and he shoved the thing under his bed.

"I brought you some water to swallow it down with." Derek smiled then shooed him out of the room. He took the medicine and rolled over to go to sleep.