Hope you liked the first chapter. And if you didn't, oh well :)

Chapter 2: The Mixed-Up Text-books

Casey's POV

'Paul, what if I told you I've been starting to have some feelings about someone that I can't have feelings for?' I asked the guidance councellor in front of me. Paul stared at me with a knowing expression on his face, which I didn't completly understand seeing as NO ONE

-except for Emily for some reason- knew that I liked Derek in more than a brotherly way.

'Depends on who your talking about. Like Derek for instince.'

I gasped and stared at him in shock. 'How do you know'

'Casey, it's pretty obvious. All the time your in here ranting about only one . And everytime you talk about him you get this gleam in your eye. You would have to be blind AND deaf not to notice it.'

'Okay, so you know, but you still didn't answer my question.' I was annoyed at Paul for being so insightful but not helping me with my problem.

'Well maybe you just need to talk to him. If your parents find out, who cares, do what makes you feel happy.' Paul said.'And I think our meetings over. See you next week.'

'But you didn't really fix my problem' I protested.

'Didn't I' Paul said sarcastically.

'Your not going to fix my problem entirely,are you?'

'What do you think?' He said giving me a smile and a dismissive wave.

'Fine. See you next week.' I walked out of the room feeling grumpy and a little bit nervous.

Derek's POV

As I walked off to my next class, I couldn't help but look back at the door to Paul's office. I remembered the moment our eyes met and I felt giddy at the memory of it. But wait. I'm a guy. I'm not supposed to feel giddy. God Casey, look what you've reduced me to.

I shook that thought away as I walked into my english class, and sat down in my usual spot at the back of the room. I opened my text-book and gasped. Several people looked at me but I took no notice as I stared at the inside of CASEY'S book. I must've grabbed the wrong one by mistake in my hury to get away from her and Paul. I looked at the loopy letters surrouded by a heart in the inside cover. CASEY+DEREK. I was stunned and without asking permission gathered up my books -and Casey's- and walked out the door. I needed alone time. As I walked through the halls, I passed Sam and started walking faster.

'Hey D,' he called to me but I ignored him. He ran to catch up to me and asked me if i was alright. I guess I must've looked very happy, but a bit confused at the same time. I sure felt happy and confused.

'Ya, I'm fine' I snapped at him.

'Whoa, what's up with you?' he asked taking a step back.

'Nothing.'

'Did you think about my question.' He asked nervously. I guess he was afraid I would snap at him again. I took a deep breath and told him I hadn't, which was the truth 'cause I had completly forgotton about it after I had run into Casey.I smiled at the memory, but my thoughts were quickly interupted by Sam who was demanding an answer to his Do you like Casey question.

'I don't know Sam. All I know is that whenever I'm around her, I laugh louder, and when we're eating dinner or something, the food just tastes better. I can't describe it.' The words flowed out of my mouth before I could stop them. Sam was looking at me strangely and I was the one nervous now. Sam had known I had felt something for Casey before, but now, he knew it was something more.

'Wow. Now was that so hard.' Sam asked me.

Casey's POV

I got to my 5th period english class and sat in my ussual seat in the front row. I automatically looked at the seat in the very back. I had no clue why I always looked at that seat, I was just sort've drawn to it. I wonder who sits there in other classes.

I opened my text-book and almost screamed. My doodles weren't there which could only mean that Derek got our books switched in the hallway last period. He probably already saw the doodles. I put my head in my hands as I thought of what he probably did when he saw them. He probably laughed and showed the whole class what I had did. I started silently crying at embarassing thought. My teacher came up to me after seeing my shoulders shaking and told me I could skip class if I wasn't feeling well, and I wasn't. I started feeling sick the moment I had noticed the mix-up, and it didn't help matters that I was worried at what Derek had said or did when he found the doodles. I left the classroom and headed for my locker. I put all my books except the english text in my locker, and went to Derek's locker to give him back his book. On the way, butterflies formed in my stomach and my heart started fluttering for different reasons. The butterflies were from the emarassment that would never really come (though I didn't know it at the time), and the fluttering were from the thought of seeing Derek again.