There's a Difference

Disclaimer: Claimer is to own something, but the prefix Dis- is to not, so logically the words Disclaimer means to not own; as in I do NOT own Life With Derek or anything else in this fic that may be familiar in reality…

A/N: Okay; so this story will most definitely not be finished by the time Christmas is here, but it will be continued. I got a bunch of GREAT reviews; you guys are the best, thank you so much! So here it is, chapter 6:

Chapter 6: There's a Difference

"Ooh, I love this song!" Lizzie cried pointing at the laptop screen frantically.

"Liz, chill; I'll play it, you don't need to go all spastic on me." Edwin said, pushing her hand away from the screen; she replied by sticking her tongue out at him.

"Shut up, Ed, and play the song."

"Why should I?"

"Because Casey likes it too, plus I'll sick you if you don't." She winked and went to the centre of the living room where the furniture had been cleared and people were dancing.

Days swiftly come and go.
I'm dreaming of her
She's seeing other guys
Emotions they stir
The sun is gone.
The nights are long
And I am left while the tears fall.

"Ooh, Lizzie! C'mon let's dance!" Casey practically squealed and the two girls began dancing. Edwin and Derek just watched from the side.

"Come dance!" Lizzie called to Derek and Edwin; they laughed and walked towards the girls.

Did you think that I would cry,
on the phone?
Do you know what it feels like,
being alone?
I'll find someone new

(Swing) Swing, Swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again.

Casey took Derek's hand and began swaying to the music while he just stood still and watched her.

"Case…I can't dance." He said watching her move to the music with ease.

"C'mon, Derek, it's simple, really; just feel the music and let it carry you!" She spun quickly in a delicate turn.

"Yeah…I can't even come close to that." He motioned to her still dancing form. She just laughed and continued to dance, his hand still firmly placed in her own.

Wish cast into the sky
I'm moving on
Sweet beginnings do arise
She knows I was wrong
The notes are old,
They bend, they fold
and so do I to a new love.

"It's not that hard, Derek. Look, Marti's doing it!" She laughed as she watched Marti dance around with more rhythm than Derek.

"Sure, laugh, why don't you?" He rolled his eyes playfully at her. She moved closer to him and began to sway him in tempo with her own body.

"See? You're not completely hopeless!" She laughed as he stuck his tongue out at her.

Did you think that I would cry,
on the phone?
Do you know what it feels like,
being alone?
I'll find someone new

(Swing) Swing, Swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again.

Their dancing became more intoxicating as they drew closer with every line. Derek got lost in the music and in Casey's eyes; his hands were rested on her hips and hers were on his shoulders.

Casey mouthed out the lyrics to the song and Derek looked on, he was impressed and it was etched onto his forehead.

"You like The All-American Rejects? I expected you to into like…Avril Lavigne." He chuckled as she shrugged.

"Don't act like you know me, Venturi." She leaned into his ear, "There's a lot you don't know about." She whispered and he smirked.

Bury me
(you thought your problems were gone)
Carry me
(away. away, away...)

[Chorus fades till end
(Swing) Swing, Swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again

Casey was suddenly ripped away from his arms and forced into those of Nate as the next song began to play. Casey looked at Lizzie with desperate eyes, and she immediately went to Edwin who was back to managing the music.

"Edwin, play something they can't dance to." She said in a hurry, looking back at her sister every millisecond.

"What? Why?" Edwin asked, utterly confused.

"Just do it!" She cried out frantically. Edwin hit a song he'd never really heard before and prayed it would be an impossible song to dance to. At first he was relieved but then the introduction ended and the real music began and he groaned.

"Crap!" He shouted over the loud music from Sean Kingston.

"Edwin!" Lizzie shrieked! "I say play non-dancing music and you play this?!" She looked at him with wide eyes.

"I'm sorry! I was panicked!" He said frantically.

Casey glanced back at Lizzie with an exasperated look. The song Take You There by Sean Kingston was echoing through the room and Nate had basically shoved Casey into grinding with him. Casey had given up on any sign of help; but just as she did someone came to her rescue…or two people really.

"What part of paws off don't you understand?" Derek's superior voice pierced Casey's ears and she looked into his eyes with thanks.

He gently moved Casey behind him so she would be out of Nate's reach.

"Dude, back off, she's not your girlfriend, I learned a juicy little fact. I can flirt all I want with her, she's your sister." He spat out bitterly.

"Stepsister. STEP!" He yelled the last word and shoved Nate so hard he collided with the hardwood floor.

"So? What's your point?"

"There's a difference!" Derek yelled.

"A huge difference." Casey stepped from behind Derek and looked down to the pathetic boy cowering on the floor. "For one: no blood relation. Another example of a big difference is you and Derek. Derek: Cares, isn't a little chicken shit bastard. You: Scum." With that she went for the kitchen, on her way she stepped on Nate's lower stomach as she passed by him.

The crowd cheered as Nate clutched the part of his stomach that had been penetrated by Casey's stiletto pump. Derek laughed coldly and bent down to Nate's level.

"Watch it, Dude. I may not always be there…but those shoes most likely will be." He continued to laugh as he followed Casey into the kitchen.

"Quite the commotion." Nora commented, knowing very well that they had some part in it. The both chuckled and nodded.

"You could say that." Derek said.

"Or you could say "painful", but either works." They chuckled again, and Nora shook her head, still smiling.

"I don't want to know."

"No you don't." They said in unison.

"Well, I do." Lizzie's voice came in. "I just saw Marti kicking that kid who was dancing with Casey. What happened? Why is she beating the crap out of him? And more importantly, why is he hurt? I know twenty hundred kicks to the gut can hurt…but not that much."

"Casey stepped on him." Derek said as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

"O…kay. Do I really want to know?" Edwin asked just walking into the kitchen in time to hear Derek's explanation.

"I know I don't." Nora said simply, "but…Casey, Derek, could you two get the seafood platters from the fridge in the garage? There was no more room in here so we had to put it in there…to why there's a fridge in a garage, I'll never know, but the fact there is and I'm thankful there is because there wouldn't be enough room, so just go get it, please?"

The two teens nodded and smiled at Nora's rambling then left.

"Mom the Matchmaker." Lizzie said once they were out of earshot.

"Damn straight." Nora said, wiping her hands off so the small shreds from the vegetables she had been slicing came off.

A/N: Okay…it was a bit random and I think my favourite chapters are four and this one…but overall four, I think. But my opinion doesn't matter, yours does, so REVIEW PLEASE!!