Be My Servant
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! It really encourages me!!
Summary: When Casey wants to confess her love for Sam in a letter, what happens when she gives it to the notorious Derek? And the only way to get her letter back is if she becomes Derek's servant.
Pairing: Dasey
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Chapter 5
The hockey game didn't go very great. Sam barely paid any attention and would suddenly talk to himself, while Derek would complain that the game was too easy. Basically, the game was called off and everybody left confused.
"Hey, Derek," Sam suddenly called out. "Wanna join the team? You're pretty good…"
"Not unless Casey becomes manager," Derek said, and grabbed Casey. "Either that or no deal."
Sam thought about it. "Fine, whatever." Sam replied, glaring a little bit at Casey, and left.
"You just brought me into this so I could see how mad he is!" Casey yelled, and crossed her arms. "I don't even know what a manager does."
"They're just bossed around. So now, even if you're not my slave anymore, I can still boss you around."
"You are so evil!"
"Thank you."
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"It'll be fine if you explain to him, Casey," Emily reassured, and patted Casey. "He's probably not too mad."
"But he glared at me," Casey said. "I wrote him a letter telling him my true feelings, and now I kissed another guy. He probably thinks I'm shallow!"
"Are you seriously going to let Sam think that?"
"I can't believe I'm now manager! Now I have to see more of Derek than usual."
"Don't worry, Casey! You'll get white hair if you do! Here, come with me, I'll help you talk to Sam."
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"Sam!" Emily called out. "Come here!"
"What?" Sam asked as he walked over.
"Go, Casey," Emily insisted, and hid behind the lockers.
"S-sorry about…earlier," Casey stumbled. She couldn't look him in the eye, but she knew he was glaring at her.
"Hey, you don't have to become manager," Sam said. "You'll just be a bother."
"Y-you're right." Casey couldn't believe what she was hearing and just ran for her life. Just as she left, Emily came in from behind the lockers.
"How cruel, Sam!" Emily shouted. "You do know that she really likes you, right?! It's just Derek is using her! You just put her in a year full of pain! I can't believe she even dared to like you!"
"STOP IT!" Sam roared, and shook his head. "Don't you think I'm unhappy, too?"
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Casey rushed into her house and slammed the door. "MOM!!"
"Mom's not here," Lizzie said, "she's staying the night at Granny's house because Granny died last night. But Derek's dad is coming over to watch us."
"D-DEREK'S DAD?!"
"Yup, and his kids are coming, too."
"WHAT?!"
Ding-dong.
"I'll get it…" Casey reluctantly opened the door and tried to put a smile on her face. "Hey, George, I heard such great things about you!"
"Really?" George smiled. "That's new. Usually people call me lazy or something."
"He's so weird," Casey whispered over to Lizzie.
"Casey!" Lizzie shouted and laughed.
"Hm?" George looked at both of them, startled. Were they talking about him?
"N-nothing," Casey quickly replied. "But, you know, I'm in high school already, you seriously don't have to watch over us."
"But if something were to happen to you, I don't know what Nora's going to do to me," George responded. "She's going to stay at your grandmother's house for quite awhile, so I thought that you guys could sleep over at my house. Is that okay?"
"No-"Casey started, but Lizzie pushed her away.
"Great! I'd love to see our new house!" Lizzie said, and turned to Casey. "He's going to be our stepfather; we have to be nice to him!"
"…fine," Casey said, and sighed. "We'll go."
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"Oh, you know what, we have to go back," Casey suddenly said, as George was unlocking the door of his house. "We didn't pack anything and-"
"Don't worry, your mom brought your clothes over already," George assured, and opened the door.
"She's too quick!" Casey muttered under her breath, but hastily went inside.
"Your house is really big, George!" Lizzie complimented and sat down on one of the couches. "And comfy."
"Oh, uh, don't sit there," George said. "That's Derek's chair."
"So he rules the house, too…" Casey grumbled, and shook her head.
There was a long silence as everybody made themselves comfortable in the living room. George glanced at both of them and started to think of something to say. "Uh, I'll make dinner," George managed to say, and rushed over to the kitchen.
Casey stood up. "I'm going to look around this place," Casey said. "Just so I could find which room I want. I wonder if I could ask George if I could have Derek's room. It must be the biggest." Casey walked up the stairs, and almost tripped. "Ah! Derek!"
"Heh, were you looking for me?" Derek asked.
"No!" Casey spat out, and turned away. "Darn, he's already here…"
"Guys, dinner's ready!"
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A/N: I'm just stopping here because I have to do my homework. So…yeah. Please review!