Author's NoteNot my longest, not my shortest. I tend to do over a thousand every time, but this one barely hit it. It's a lot of dialogue that I wanted to get out. Some of it's nonsense, but isn't that just like real dialogue? Enjoy it, I hope it clears up a few things as far as intentions on telling anyone and coming open on how they slipped up with Edwin and Lizzie.

DisclaimerDye-my-hands-violet has decided that she is sick of me and doesn't care about what I say. So I'll take advantage of that and say this: You are the worst sister in the world. If you could have just created Life with Derek before they did then I wouldn't think you sucked so much. 3. I would probably beg for a scene with Derek kissing me. 3.

They were clothed and downstairs on the sofa playing Babe Raider. Casey was enjoying whooping his butt. Derek was getting frustrated so every time she was against an enemy he would nudge her, hoping it would off balance her and make her lose, but it only made him lose. Yet he wouldn't quit. Casey just laughed at him.

"Why don't we play a different game?" He suggested.

"You just can't stand that I'm winning."

"So? Let's watch a movie."

"Say it."

"Say what?"

"Say that I'm better than you." Derek dramatically opened his mouth.

"Never." She tackled him and put him in a headlock.

"Say it!"

"Never!"

"Say it!"

"You can't make me!" Casey laughed and started pulling it ears. It really hurt him. "Ow. Ow, Ow. Ow. Ow. Stop. Stop."

"Say it!" She had a huge smile on her face.

"Fine." Casey let go. "You're better than me…" She crossed her arms confidently. "At nothing." He turned to run upstairs, but tripped on the first step. Her head tilted back and she laughed. Derek sighed. Even the stairs were against him. "Fine. You are the best. You're better than me at Babe Raider." Casey smirked and walked over to help him up. They looked at each other, and then Derek broke his eyes away to look at the clock. It was 1:12. School didn't get out till 3:05. They had plenty of time.

"I want to take you up on that movie offer." She said smiling. Oh god.

"Just not a chick flick."

"How about we make a compromise?" A compromise? Me and Casey?

"Or we could watch a movie that I want to watch."

"Or we could compromise." She said "nicely" through her teeth.

"Nah." He said passively, only trying to rile her up.

"Why don't you want to compromise?" Casey said crossly, folding her arms. "I don't like your kind of movie, you don't like my kind. There's always room for give and take."

"I know." She looked at him like he was stupid, but he wanted her face red and her breath strained with anger. Why do I want that again?

"Why are you such a jerk?" She said softly, and then looked around for a movie.

"Why do we have to have it your way?"

"Because I don't want it your way. That's why I suggested a compromise."

"Hmm. Well, I want Fast and the Furious."

"How about Charlie's Angels? It's powerful and manly, yet womanly and pleasant." The idea of fighting about it flew out of his mind once he remembered the dream he had. When he remembered her going into the kitchen to find it he chuckled aloud.

"What's so funny?" She asked, putting her hands on her hips.

"Nothing. I'm cool with that movie." Casey inserted it as he sat on his chair. She sat at the end of the couch furthest away from him, unable to keep a smile off of her face. Derek smirked, knowing that she was trying to get him to move towards her. "Why don't you come closer?"

"Why don't you?"

"Well, do you not want to?"

"Why waste my time?" Her chin tilted upward. He snorted and she snapped a glare at him.

"Why would I waste my time with someone like you?"

"Good question. I'd like that answered as well." Derek furrowed his eyebrows and she smiled. He got up and sat on the couch, furthest away from her.

"Let's make a compromise. I moved, now you move." She smiled wider and scooted a little bit. He saw how little she moved and moved a lot. Casey moved more than he did and sat so close their legs were touching. Derek attempted a fake yawn and put his arm around her shoulder. She nudged him, rolled her eyes, and then nestled her head on his chest. They stayed like that throughout the entire movie.

"Drew should have ended up with that weird guy." Derek rolled his eyes, not agreeing.

"Well imagine how weird that would have been."

"But she just started liking him and realized that he was actually a good guy."

"So, not all characters can live. It's realistic, I thought you liked that."

"Not in movies. Movies shouldn't be like real life because I watch them to get away."

"What did you want to get away from right now?" Casey sat up.

"It's not you if that's what you're thinking."

"I know it's not. Why on earth would you want to get away from me?" Derek smirked and she smiled back at him, and then looked down.

"Do we have to tell anyone?"

"I can keep a secret if that's what you mean."

"Well, I guess I don't want our parents to know."

"I don't want our parents to know either."

"Or anyone at school."

"Definitely not them." He sighed out. She looked up.

"Or Edwin."

"He already knows." Casey looked down again.

"Well Lizzie already knows too." She looked up. "Will you tell Edwin not to tell anyone?"

"Sure thing, and tell Lizzie the same. I can't believe they found out. Who knew they were so…perceptive."

"Sure you can handle that big of a word?"

"Around you? Yeah. Anyone else who can't know?

"Emily isn't going to know."

"Well I'm sure Sam isn't going to know."

"This is just us."

"Us?" She shook her head yes. "You mean us, Edwin and Lizzie?" Casey rolled her eyes and looked at the clock.

"Well, let's go to the bus stop in your car till our bus gets there." Derek looked up. It was 2:30. George and Nora tended to get home just before Casey and Derek got home.

"Yeah, let's do that." He grabbed the keys off the floor and Casey followed him out the door.