Chapter 4: Search and rescue
It was about 6:30 pm and all through the house no one was stirring not even a mouse, when all of a sudden a sound appeared, a yell so shrill it could bring a grown man into fear.
Who could it be? The one that made such a sound? Of course Derek knew who it could have been. But as he found, Casey was not the one; it was Edwin.
"What?" Derek walked into his younger brother's bedroom.
"Where is Squeakers?" Edwin seemed worried, "You promised you'd put him back after you were done with him."
Derek put his hand on his forehead. He had forgotten all about the little creature.
"Casey had it last," He said with a shrug.
And with that heard Edwin yelled once again, "CASEY!!"
"What is it?" Casey walked in.
"Where's squeakers?"
"Who?"
"His pet rat." Derek supplied.
"How should I know?" Casey shook her head.
"Derek said you had it last."
Casey turned to glare at Derek, "Only because he stuck it under my sheets," she then turned back to face Edwin; "after I woke up I just jumped out of bed. I don't know what happened to your pet. He's probably crawling around the house somewhere."
"Oh maaan!" Edwin groaned, "I need to find squeakers!"
"I'm sure he's gonna show up sooner or later." Casey said assuringly.
"What if he's hurt? What if…" Edwin moaned, "Oh maaan."
Casey sighed. She was really going to regret what she was about to say, "I'll help you find that darn thing."
"His name is squeakers." Edwin breathed heavily, "And thanks."
"Okay then, my work here is done. I'll just leave you two to searching and rescuing or whatever it is you guys are gonna do," Derek was about to strut his stuff out the door when suddenly a hand grabbed onto his shoulder.
"Where do you think your going?" Casey gave him a fierce look, "You're gonna help us find squeakers."
Derek sighed, "Fine."
Both Casey and Derek plopped on the sofa, "Its been an hour and we still haven't found the damn rat." Derek whined. Casey sighed in response.
Edwin came bouncing down the steps: the small rodent held carefully in his hands, "Marti found him!"
"That's great!" Casey sat up; she had been leaning on Derek's shoulder too tired to hold her own head up.
"Now that you've found your pet. I need a favor." Derek stood up and put his arm around Edwin's shoulders, "If you would kindly follow me into my office."
"You want me to read what?" Edwin asked his nose scrunched up in confusion, "why do you want me to read some romance novel?"
Derek had the urge to say that the book was not a romance novel but he didn't know for sure it wasn't so he kept the comment to himself, "Yeah read it by Tuesday and tell me what happens."
Edwin was about to say that he would indeed read the book when suddenly Casey busted through the door. Lizzie followed suit; she had been eaves dropping on the conversation and when the time was right she motioned to Casey to burst through the door. Edwin sighed in relief he really did not feel like reading that thing
"Ha I knew it!" Casey pointed an accusing finger at Derek, "I knew you'd be too lazy to actually read the book your self. The bets off. I win."
"Wait, wait." Derek sighed, "Fine you caught me who cares? The bet is not off. I'm still have until Tuesday to read it…and I will."
"I need proof."
Derek thought for a moment, "Edwin will be my proof. He'll watch me read it."
"No Lizzie will." Casey replied.
"No!" Lizzie yelped, "First you make me eavesdrop on him and now you want me to spend time with him?! No way." She walked out flushed.
"Uh." Both Casey and Derek stare at Edwin, "Same here." He quickly flees after Lizzie.
There is a silence between the two, "What now?" Derek asks.
"Well…" Casey gets interrupted when the front door bell rings.
""I'll get it!" " both Casey and Derek rush down the stairs but George beats them.
"Hello Sam."
"Hey Mister Venturi." Sam greets and George lets him walk in.
"Dinner is gonna be ready in a few minutes." George concluded and strolled into the kitchen.
"Hey Derek, hey Casey." Sam turned to the two step-siblings.
"Hey Sam." Derek gave Casey a glare, "Aren't you supposed to be studying or something?"
She glared back and they held eye contact for a few minutes until she caved in, "fine whatever, I need to shower anyways."
Derek smirked then turned back to Sam, "Come upstairs I downloaded the new White Stripes CD; it is off the hook."
"Sweet."
Dinner was normal; both Casey and Derek reeked havoc on one another. Not caring whether Sam was watching or not.
After dinner was over Derek sat in his recliner while Sam and Casey both sat on the couch.
"What exactly are you doing here?" Derek asked.
"sitting." Casey replied and grabbed the remote off of the small table in the middle of the living room, "I'm about to watch the die hard marathon."
Derek's jaw dropped and Sam smiled, "No way!"
"Yes way." And both Casey and Sam grinned.
"I had no idea you liked die hard." Sam said delighted.
"I had no idea you even watched anything other than soap operas." Derek groaned.
"Well there are many things you guys don't know about me." Casey smirked.
Derek heaved a sigh. What other things did not know about her? He shook his head; he didn't want to find out. Or did he?
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hey people sorry its so short and the ending sucked its just that i had writters block and such.so yeah.anyways reviews and adivce are appriciated and stuff.