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And without further ado, here is Chapter 11.
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Chapter 11
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I am sitting at the breakfast table, spinning my spoon around in my bowl of cereal when a notebook is slammed down right next to me.
"Here," says Lizzie, "it's a chart of you and Derek from this week."
I dab at my mouth with a napkin before picking up the notebook and reading over it:
Casey
Brian
Chuck
Brian (different Brian)
Carter
Sam
Total: 5
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Derek
Claire
Tiffanie
Tiffanie (again-doesn't count for D's score)
Becca (opponent did not meet date-date does not count)
Alyson
Total: 3
I smirk, "So I'm winning?"
Lizzie nods, "Yup, by two...but Derek could still catch up pretty easily. So if you want to actually beat Derek in the long run, then you're really going to have to kick it up a notch."
I nod, "True…wait a minute, aren't you on Derek's side?"
Lizzie shrugs, "Yes, but I'm your sister…just don't tell Derek that you've been getting hidden advice from the enemy."
I roll my eyes, "This isn't Mission: Impossible, Liz. I think you're allowed to talk to me."
Lizzie laughs, "Not taking any chances." She says before scooping her notebook off of the table and making her way into the living room.
I let out a sigh and think of what Lizzie said, "If you want to actually beat Derek in the long run, then you're really going to have to kick it up a notch."
Agreed…but how?
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"Babe Raider strikes again!" Sam laughs from beside me as we stand at our lockers.
I eye him confusingly, "What are you talking about?"
Alyson, who stands at the other side of him, points a perfectly manicured finger in the direction of people coming towards us.
I look over and my jaw drops-as well as all the books in my hand.
Casey is, once again, dressed as Babe Raider…sort of.
She is wearing a black top that rides about four inches above her belly button with a sandblasted denim mini skirt and platform black heels. She is even wearing a fake belly ring and has her hair up in a very high ponytail and is wearing way too much makeup.
I feel my muscles tense at all the guys gawking at her before I stalk over to her and grab her arm, hauling her into a deserted classroom.
"What the hell are you wearing?" I exclaim as the door shuts behind us.
"Um…clothes." Casey sasses.
"But why are you wearing…those clothes?"
Casey flashes a sly grin at me, "What's wrong, Derek? Scared about all the attention that I'll be getting? At all the dates that I'll get because of it?"
I shake my head in disbelief, "That is cheating."
Casey scoffs and flicks a hand in the air, "It is not."
"Why are you acting like this?" I ask disappointedly.
Casey rolls her eyes at me, "Because…I want to beat you."
"But why? Can't you just be normal and try to win?"
Just then, the door to the classroom opens and Aaron Jenkins, a member of the lacrosse team, comes up to us and puts his arms around Casey, nuzzling his face into her neck.
"Wh-what are you doing? Why are you touching her like that?" I ask nervously.
Aaron gives me a cocky grin, "Derek, don't feel bad. You're just not Casey's type."
Casey laughs, "He's not even on my level on the evolution chart!"
Aaron grins, "Exactly." He says, glancing up at me before beginning to nibble on her earlobe.
"Sorry Derek." Casey grins before the two leave the classroom, Casey begins to mutter as they walk away, "Derek, Derek, Derek…"
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"DEREK!" a voice exclaims loudly.
I shoot up in bed and look at Casey who is hovering over me, her arms crossed over her red and white baseball style tee.
My eyes widen, she isn't dressed as a slut!
"Where's Aaron?" I ask rudely.
Casey eyes me like I belong in an insane asylum, "Aaron? Aaron Jenkins? How the hell would I know?"
"You mean…you're not…"
Oh my God. It was a dream.
"I'm not what?" Casey asks confusingly, "I just came in here to wake you up. You don't even have twenty minutes to get ready for school, so hurry up, will you? I need a ride."
I feel myself actually smiling at her as she bosses me around, before I get up and head out of my room and into the bathroom.
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"The first thing he says to me when I wake up this morning is 'where's Aaron?'." I bluntly tell Emily as the two of us stand at my locker.
Emily eyes me confusingly, "'As in Aaron Jenkins, Aaron?"
I nod, "He makes no sense and he sounded all angry when he said it. I have no idea what's wrong with him."
Just then a huge grin spread across Emily's face, "I think I know."
"Huh?" I ask confusingly.
She grins even wider, "Derek has a crush on you."
I choke on my own air, "What?"
Emily laughs, "Well it explains a lot. If he sounded angry when he said it and he's been acting beyond weird around you, it all leads to a crush."
"Emily, please. Derek is my stepbrother."
Yeah, like that stopped you from making out with him—twice.
"I'm just saying. I mean, I've had a crush on Derek for…well, forever. So I can definitely sense when he has a crush, and he sounds like he has one on you." Emily says factually, "Speak of the beyond hot devil." She murmurs. As if on cue, Derek and Sam walk by us.
I turn to face him; as soon as my eyes meet Derek's, he shoots his head towards the ground while Sam shoots us a confused look before walking off with him.
Emily grins at me and flounces away from my locker, "Told you."
"Wait a minute!" I call out, hurrying after her, "What do I do?"
"About the fact that your stepbrother has a crush on you?" she asks.
Quit saying that!
"Whatever. I only have five dates so far and I need ten more by the end of the week…I only have a couple days to get ten dates, Emily! Ten!"
Emily grins, "No problem."
My jaw drops, "No problem? You did not just say 'no problem'."
Emily nods, "All you have to do is snag a few dates and somehow get them back to back."
"How am I going to do that?" I ask confusingly.
She grins, "Simple." She says and she leads me to Frank (Derek's Frank)'s locker.
He turns to me and backs away, "What does Derek want?" he asks cautiously.
Emily smirks at him, "Derek doesn't want anything, Frank. Don't worry."
Frank sighs, "Then what do you two want?"
Emily rams her elbow into my stomach-hard.
"Uh…" I stammer, "Are you doing anything after school?"
He eyes me confusingly, "No…why?"
"Do you want to go to a movie…or something?" I shoot him a flirtatious smile and try to bat my eyelashes.
He laughs at my pathetic flirting skills before cracking a grin and smiling, "Sure. Right after school…I'll meet you at your locker." He says with a smile before brushing past me and heading off down the hallway.
I spin around to face Emily and grin, "Thank you!" I say and give her a high five.
"Now all you have to do is ask out a few losers from the chess team and you're pretty much set." She says just as the bell rings, "But we'll have to do that sometime after first period." She says with a laugh before the two of us link arms and head off to our first class of the day.
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"I have to get twelve more dates to beat Casey, Sammy. Twelve more dates." I groan.
Sam shrugs, "Any girl in this school will practically fall over you. What are you so worried about?"
I shrug and tilt my head back, "I have no idea, man."
"I can start hooking you up with some girls, if you want."
I shoot my best friend a dead glare, "Do you honestly think that I need your help to get a date?"
Sam slightly backs away, "Dude, I was just asking."
"Hey Sam, hey Derek." Alyson says, coming up to us, resting her hand on Sam's arm, "Derek, are you alright?"
"He needs twelve more dates to beat Casey. And he needs them by Friday."
Her jaw drops, "That's like, six dates a day just to be even."
I nod, "I know."
"There are some girls on the cheerleading squad…if you want me to ask around for you…"
I groan, "Again, I do not need people getting dates for me."
She laughs and rolls her eyes, "Okay, Derek…just enjoy your date when Casey matches you up with the leader of the Mathletes."
My heart drops to the pit of my stomach as I whip my head towards her, "She wouldn't really do that…would she?"
She giggles, "You never know with Casey…oops, gotta go or I'm going to be late for bio." She pecks Sam on the lips, "See ya. Bye Derek." She says before turning and walking off down the hall.
Sam lets out a happy sigh as he watches her walk away; I swat him in the arm, "Sammy, focus. What am I supposed to do?"
He scoffs, "How should I know? You're the one who shot down my help as soon as I offered it to you."
I roll my eyes and slam my head against my locker.
"You need my help, don't you?" Sam asks, a grin spreading widely over his face.
I glare towards him, "What do you think?"
He just smirks at me.
Damn it, he's seriously going to make me beg.
I whip around and yank him by his shirt collar, shaking him back and forth, "Help me!"
Sam laughs at my desperate plead before nodding, "Alright, alright…since you asked so nicely."
"Pair me up with any losers and your dead." I threaten him before turning and walking off down the hallway.
"So Ingrid Farmer from the Future Entomologists of Canada will work, right?" Sam calls after me sarcastically.
I flip my middle finger up proudly before stalking into the math classroom.
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"Hey Casey." Frank says, coming up behind me towards my locker.
I smirk and spin around, "Hey Frank…ready to go?"
He shuffles his hands into his pockets, "Ready when you are."
I smile at him before my eyes shift towards Derek and Sam, who are walking down the hallway, talking about the newest song from Hawk Nelson.
Sam nudges him and Derek looks towards us, his mouth falling agape.
In your face, Venturi; he's the second friend of yours that I'm going out with. I smirk at him proudly and evilly as he steps towards us.
"Frank, what are you doing with Casey?" he stammers, eyeing the two of us warily.
"Getting ready to take her to the movies." Frank replies simply.
"Casey?" his voice squeaks as he glares towards me.
I grin at him, wiggling my fingers at him in a sarcastic wave.
Frank glances towards me, "We better go, I have to be home by six."
Derek scoffs and rolls his eyes, but I can see that he is completely dieing inside.
I nod, "See you at home Derek, bye Sam." I say before latching onto Frank's hand and practically yanking him down the hallway.
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"She's with Frank. Of all people to go out with, she chooses Frank. Frank!" I groan out towards Sam as I pull into his driveway.
Sam rolls his eyes, "You've been saying that for the past eight minutes, Derek. I get it. Casey is on a date with Frank."
I throw my hands up in the air, "I know! With Frank! How can she be on a date with Frank?"
Sam shakes his head in disbelief, "If it bothers you so much, just ask out Emily."
I shake my head furiously, "I may be desperate, but I'm sure as hell not delusional."
"Come on Derek, the girl likes you."
I point my finger at him, "Likes is an understatement. She's obsessed with me."
"Well there is one girl whose stomach would turn inside out if she saw you and Emily together."
I scoff, "Oh yeah? Who?"
Sam grins, "Casey."
My eyes widen, "Why would Casey care? Just because Emily's her best friend?"
Sam shakes his head at me, that stupid Cheshire Cat grin still planet on his smug face, "She'd be jealous."
"What?" I ask confusingly.
"Man, Derek. You are dense." Sam says as he climbs out of my SUV.
"What do you mean by that?" I ask, eyeing him warily.
Sam shrugs his shoulders at me with a smile on his face, "Figure it out for yourself, D." he says before turning and jogging into his house.
"Figure it out for yourself, D." I mimic him to myself as I pull out of his driveway.
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Okay. That was instinctively the worst date of my life.
Yes, it was worse than Chuck.
All Frank did the entire time was flirt with other girls; he showed hardly any interest in me. He just kept looking at this African American girl with glasses who was sitting a few rows ahead of us with this geeky looking kid and some girl with long blonde hair. The girl kept turning and glaring at him and he kept trying to catch her attention and every time she shot him down, he stared at his feet.
She's from Degrassi-a school in Toronto.
Apparently the three of them are here for some research project or something, I'm not sure. I was only catching bits and pieces of the conversation as Frank hauled us up to them after the movie. The only remotely entertaining one out of the bunch was this girl named Emma. And all I really did with her was exchange MySpace addresses.
On the way back to my house, all he did was talk about how he wished he would have talked more with Liberty.
I threw my water bottle at him as soon as we hit my driveway.
I stalk into the house and let out an angry sigh.
Mom glances at me, "How was your date, Casey?"
"Fine." I grumble before stalking upstairs.
Not sure why I am so upset, I'm not even remotely interested in Frank. But what he did today was just…disrespectful.
As soon as I enter my bedroom, Derek is sitting on my bed, flipping through a magazine that I had sitting on my nightstand.
"Can I help you with something?" I ask rudely, pressing my hands on my hips.
Derek doesn't glance up from the magazine, I can tell he isn't even paying any attention to it, he's just trying to avoid looking at me…the jackass.
"How was the date?" he asks in a bored tone.
"It sucked, thanks for asking." I say, plopping down on my computer chair and kicking off my sandals.
Derek sighs, "Good to know." He says unenthusiastically.
"Is there something you want, or are you just in here to make my night even worse?"
Derek shrugs, "Not sure."
"Well then, get out." I point my finger towards my bedroom door.
Derek looks up at me, sitting the magazine facedown on my bed, "So you're beating me by three now?"
"I guess so." I say with a shrug, "So unless you want me to pair you up with somebody, I suggest you hurry up and pick up your slack."
Just then, George taps on the door, poking his head in, "Hey, you two. We were getting ready to go out to dinner, you guys coming with?"
Before I can answer, an IM pops up from Emily.
HopelessRomantic27: Another date. 7 PM-meeting at DiMaggio's.
I turn to face George, "Where at?"
"Figured we'd go swing by DiMaggio's, get some pizza, maybe some pasta. You two up for it?"
I whip back around to the PC.
MissSaveTheWorld07: Count me in.
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Well…there's Chapter 11.
Not sure when I will update again, but I'm sure it will be before my mom's surgery! I'm so sorry that it took me so long to update, I've just been BEYOND stressed out. And as soon as the stress started to fade, the author's block kicked in. So, I'm really sorry!
Not sure if you noticed my small hinge of a crossover between Degrassi and Life with Derek. I only did that, however, strictly for the reason that Ryan Cooley (Frank on LWD) plays JT on Degrassi, so I figured I'd throw in Emma, Liberty, and Toby. LoL :-p
Anyways, hope you liked! Sorry…again!
R&R and please, no flames!
Lotsa love,
degrassichick