Hey everyone! Thanks so much for the reviews, you're awesome!

I just found out that I am going to be an aunt, finally!

My brother and his wife are going to have a baby in seven months, I'm so excited!

It was insane, my dad laughed, I screamed, my mom cried (and cried and cried and cried), and all in all, it was just…very emotional! LoL…but I'm going to have a niece or nephew, yay! LoL!

Well here's Chapter 6…hope you like!

R&R and please, no flames!

Lotsa love, degrassichick

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Chapter 6

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Oh. My. GOD.

What the hell is Derek doing?

I shake away from his grip on my waist and eye him in shock, but he simply smirks at me and turns towards the guy at the hat cart, "New friend, Case?"

My eyes darken, why is he doing this?

"I'm Jeff." He said with a confused expression.

"I'm Derek, Casey's boy-"

Oh no he doesn't.

"He's lying. He's actually just my overprotective st-"

Derek rolls his eyes, "Ignore Casey, she hasn't fully acknowledged that we're together as-"

"Step-"

Derek's voice floats over mine, "A couple."

I can not believe him!

Die, Derek, die!

Jeff backs away, "Uh, okay…I have to get back to work…bye."

No, no, no, no!

Derek smirks and snags his arm around my waist, hauling me off down the corridors of the mall.

I glance towards the washrooms that are to my left before latching onto the collar of his shirt and yanking him inside.

"Casey, this is the girl's wash-"

I slam him against wall.

Derek smirks, "Wow, Case, I had no idea that you were so-"

I cut him off, "What is your problem?" I shout, "Why did you do that?"

"Do what?" he asks confusingly.

That jerk.

"You know what!"

"Oh you mean with the hat guy?" Derek asks stupidly.

Well, duh, moron.

I nod impatiently, "Obviously, dumb-ass."

Derek rolls his eyes, "I did it for your own protection, Case."

My jaw drops, "My own protection? No, you did it so you had a better shot of winning, and that is cheating! How could you tell him that we were going out Derek? You're my brother for crying out loud!"

Of course, it's at that time that a mid-forty-year-old women and an eight year old girl appear.

The woman's jaw drops and she hauls the younger girl out of the washroom.

Derek lowers his voice, "Step brother."

I flick my hand in the air, "Whatever, I don't care. You had no right to say that to him!"

Derek scoffs, "What's done is done, Case."

I let out a groan of frustration, "You are so infuriating!" I exclaim before throwing my hands up in the air and stalking out of the washroom.

As soon as I appear in the main corridors of the mall, I see the woman and the young girl from the washroom standing by the water fountains.

"Are you really dating your brother?" the little girl asks.

I shake my head in disgust, "Of course not."

"Well he thinks you are. I think." She says.

"Lisa, that is none of our business." The woman hushes her, "Excuse my daughter."

I shake my head, "Trust me, Derek hardly even likes me as a step-sibling, he would never 'like me' like me, trust me."

Lisa shrugs, "Whatever you say." She says in a sing-song voice as Derek appears out of the bathroom and gives a bashful smile towards the mother and daughter.

The mother smiles before latching onto Lisa's hand and leading her into the washroom.

"Really smooth back there, Derek." I scoff.

Derek smirks, "I learn from the best."

I think back to what Lisa said about Derek liking me.

Impossible?

Definitely.

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I don't know what's wrong with me, I really don't.
Why did I stop Casey from going out with the guy? Why?

It was like I was jealous or something.

I mean, come on, I posed as her boyfriend for crying out loud!

But why would I be jealous of Casey?

She's my step sister.

As we continue through the mall, she smiles towards a guy standing in front of a clothing store.

Oh God, don't ask him out.

I happen to know who this guy is, in fact.

His name is Carter Richards, the second biggest play-boy in our school, me being the first, of course.

Casey makes her way towards Carter and grins, flipping her hair over her shoulder and smiling flirtatiously at him.

I let out a sigh, tapping my foot against the ground as I watch him lean in closer to her and watch her giggle.

Why is she laughing?

What is he telling her?

He says something with a smile and she grins and nods, before saying one more thing and then turning, walking back towards me.

"Another date?" I spit out.

Casey grins, "Yep. Let's see, what's the score now? You have two, and I have…four. Ha! I'm so kicking your butt."

I roll my eyes and change the subject, "So what time is Carter picking you up?"

"Around eight thirty, why?"

"Well I have to meet him, don't I?" I say, a bit more harshly than I should have.

Casey eyes me confusingly, "Uh…yeah. I'll meet you at the car." She says and brushes past me, walking away.

I tilt my head back and let out a frustrated sigh.

I really don't know what's wrong with me, but as of right now, I couldn't care less about the bet.

All I care about is making sure that Carter does nothing to my Case—I mean, my step sister Casey.

Step sister, Derek. Step sister.

Remember that.

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"Is he cute?" Lizzie asks me later on that night as I stand at our mirror, pulling my hair back into a ponytail.

I give a slight blush and nod, "Yeah, Carter's really cute."

"You've met him before today, right?"

I nod, "He's in bio with me, and we sit beside each other in World Cultures."

"Is he nice?"

I roll my eyes and laugh, "From my experiences with talking to him, yeah. He's really nice."

Lizzie smirks, "That's good. But it really sucks that you're beating Derek."

I whip my head around, "Excuse me?"

Lizzie laughs, "Just saying, I'm placing my bet on Derek."

"Then why are you prepping me for this date?"

Lizzie gives me a stupid glare, "Could you imagine Edwin sitting in here asking if Carter was or wasn't cute?"

I laugh, "Good point."

She grins and rolls off of her bed, "I'm going to see if dinner's ready." She says and disappears out of our bedroom door.

I grab a tube of lip gloss, twisting off the top and slowly gliding the clear cherry flavored gloss over my lips and rubbing them together.

It's then that I see Derek in my mirror.

I sigh frustratingly and turn around to face Derek, "Can I help you?"

Derek rolls his eyes, "Just checking up on you, Carter should be getting here any minute now, right?"

I roll my eyes, "So? What's your point?" I snap.

Derek looks taken aback and utters out a reply, "Just so I can approve, you know."

I sigh, "Whatever, Derek."

"Well you don't have to be such a snob about it." He scoffs.

My jaw drops, "I am so not a snob!"

Derek chuckles and steps into my room, coming closer to me, "You define snob. Can you even hear yourself speak half the time?"

I narrow my eyes at him, "Shut up. You're always so cocky and 'good with girls' that I'm shocked at how un-smooth you are with them."

"Well at least I'm not walking up to anything with a good looking face and asking them on a date." Derek throws back.

I scoff, "Oh please! If she's in a miniskirt, she's on a date with you. Don't even play like you're all wholesome Derek, it's such a lie."

"I'm not trying to be wholesome, but I think this whole bet thing is really getting to you."

What is he talking about?

"Huh?"

"Well now that four guys have agreed to go on dates with you, you think that you're like a goddess or something with guys."

I scoff, "Oh that is so not true!"

"Keep telling yourself that, Case." Derek scoffs and turns to walk out the door.

I shake my head, "I'm not finished yet, Derek!" I snap and latch onto his hand to stop him from leaving.

It's then that I feel a huge chill shoot up my spine, goose-bumps rising on my arms.

What's going on?

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I've officially lost it.

As soon as Casey puts her hand onto mine, chills and shivers are shooting up and down my spine like I've got a crush on her or something.

Oh my God.

That's not possible.

I can not have a crush on Casey, I just can't.

That is wrong on so many levels.

I gulp and turn around, "What, Case? What else do you need to say?"

Casey is at a loss for words, stammering and uttering, biting her lower lip nervously.

God, why does she do that? It just makes me want to kiss her.

I shoot my eyes to the ground to avoid looking at her.

"I-I just…I…" Casey tries desperately to muster up a response to my question.

My eyes dart back towards her face as she stares at the ground as well.

I take two fingers and cup them under her chin, slowly lifting it up, so her eyes meet my own.

What am I doing?

What am I doing?

What am I doing?

"Derek…" she whispers softly, her eyes flutter shut as my lips inch closer towards her.

Our lips aren't even a millimeter apart when the doorbell rings.

The two of us jump apart, Casey shaking her head nervously, "Um…that's…that's uh…"

"Carter." I miserably finish for her.

Casey nods, "Right, that guy." She says before grabbing her purse off of her bed and hurrying out of her bedroom, me scuffling along behind her.

Okay, what the hell just happened?

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"Um…Carter, you know my-my stepbrother, Derek." I stammer nervously.

Carter nods and gives a smirk towards Derek, "Hey Venturi."

"Hey…Richards." Derek mutters back.

"Great." I say shortly, "Now that you know each other, let's go Carter." I say hurriedly and latch onto his hand, hauling him out the door.

"So babe, how do you feel about getting in the backseat of my Jeep?" Carter asks cockily.

His Jeep? What?

My eyes widen, "Uh…um…"

Carter laughs, "Just kidding, I figured we could go roller skating."

I laugh nervously, "Oh…roller skating. Sure… sounds great."

Okay, I've officially lost it.

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Okay, I've officially lost it.

I'm following Casey on her date.

This afternoon, she followed me on my date.

Now I'm following her on her date.

Well, I guess if she asks then I could always just say it was revenge for spying on me.

Although she would pretty much just think that I was spying on her, due to the almost-kiss that we had.

Man, I can't believe that we almost kissed.
That is wrong on so many levels.

For God's sake, it's practically incest!

I let out a frustrated sigh as I climb into my SUV and pull out of my driveway.

Wait a minute, how am I going to do this if I don't even know where they're going?

Boy, am I smooth.

I thrust my head back against the driver's seat frustratingly, stopping the car right before it hits the street.

It's then that my cell phone rings.

I let out a sigh and pick it up, Sam's name flashes on the caller ID.

I pick it up, "What's going on?" I ask casually.

I hear a lot of loud noise in the background, a combination of roller skates hitting the ground, talking, laughing, and loud music.

"Dude, did you know that your sister is here with Carter Richards?" Sam shouts into the phone.

I know, believe me, I know.

"Where with her?" I ask. Ha, I definitely have my ways of finding out where she is.

"Roller rink." Sam simply replies, "They look like they're about to start grinding on the floor or something!" he exclaims.

The phone drops out of my hand.

"Dude? Derek? Are you there?" I can hear Sam shouting through the phone.

I grab my phone from where it sits on the floorboard, "I'll meet you there." I say and snap my phone shut.

There's not a snowball's chance that Carter is ever going to be grinding with Casey!

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"You are so lucky, Case." Emily gushes as the two of us skate off of the floor and plop down on a bench.

I grin and glance over at Carter, who is at the concession stand.

"Guess so." I laugh.

"But you guys haven't even skated together once, what gives?" she asks with a confused laugh.

I shrug, "I don't know. He's been talking with other people all night."

Emily shrugs, "Well at least it still counts as a date, and all you did was talk to me the whole night!"she laughs.

I laugh, "True, it's like a win-win situation!"

Emily grins, "Race you around the rink."

I laugh and jolt up from the bench, making my way towards the floor, "Way ahead of you, Em." I say and hurry onto the floor.

I notice that Emily isn't behind me.

"Emily?" I ask confusingly, skating back onto the carpet, "Hello? Emily? Earth to Emily!" I call out.

Emily is looking towards the entrance to the skating rink, a dazed smile on her face.

"What are you looking at?" I ask and look towards what she is looking at.

Oh great.

Derek is here.

He is glancing around the skating rink, as soon as he spots me, he hurries over.

Crap.

What is he doing here?

I smirk to myself; he can't get out on the floor unless he rents skates.

The best way to escape him, obviously, is to get on the floor.

I grin and hurry onto the floor, skating around it and watching him out of the corner.

He shakes his head in disbelief before hurrying towards the skate rental area and placing a few dollar bills on the table.

I roll my eyes and simply skate faster as I watch him slip his skates on, Emily grinning at him flirtatiously.

Derek hurriedly slips on his skates and hurries on to the floor as well, racing to catch up with me.

What is his problem?

"I need to talk to you!" he shouts out as he comes up behind me.

I roll my eyes, "About what? Why are you following me?"

"Why are you grinding with Carter?" he fires back.

I quit skating, whipping around to face him, "Excuse me?"

"Yeah, why?" he repeats.

"Um, FYI: I haven't skated with Carter even once tonight."

"But Sam said-"

My jaw drops and I cut him off, "You had Sam check up on me?"

Derek shakes his head, "No, he called saying that you were here with Carter, and then he said something about you guys grinding."

I roll my eyes, "Well I haven't skated with Carter, so this is something you need to talk over with Sam, not me." I snap and skate away from him.

"Wait a second, Casey!" Derek calls out, trailing behind me.

Ugh, will he ever stop?

I whip around fast, "What-"

I get cut off when he slams right into me, the two of us shooting into the air and crashing to the ground, Derek splayed out on top of me.

Well this is sure uncomfortable.

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So, what'd you think?

R&R and please, no flames!

Lotsa love, degrassichick