26/01/2008 04:05:00

Disclaimer: I, do not own LWD, John Tucker Must Die, or anything else that I don't own. But I wish I did own the rights to LWD cause then Youtube wouldn't be suspending the accounts of our friends in Canada who provide us with the new LWD episodes that stupid Disney doesn't give us. GRR!!!

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"…Then the light bulb suddenly went off and I realized; girls! Derek's greatest weakness is girls. So now I'm going to do everything from scaring girls away from him, to basically 'hiring' a girl to date him, get him to fall for her, and then dump him." Casey took a break from telling Emily about her earlier epiphany to take a sip of water. "I was kinda hoping for your help. Maybe you could be a girl that acts on the inside, pretending you like him again, maybe? So what do you think?" She finished in an excited rush staring expectantly at her best friend.

"Huh," Emily replied casually, clicking her tongue in thought. She opened her mouth to say something, but quickly closed it again when she realized she couldn't think of anything. She rested her chin in her hand, staring blankly around the mall food court.

"Uh, Em?" Casey said, her eyes widening and her lips perching in the way that let Emily know she was really confident in herself and her plan.

She lifted her head, sitting up straight as she looked at Casey. "So you're thinking of executing some sort of… 'Derek Venturi Must Die' type of scenario here, right?"

"Exactly!" Casey replied, nearly squealing with excitement, before rushing on. "Well— exactly minus the eventual crumbling of the plan and the lesbian kiss added in for the guys whose girlfriends dragged them to see the movie."

"Awesome!" Emily exclaimed, ignoring the last part of Casey's answer as she smiled widely at her. "I want absolutely no part of it!" She stood up grabbing her tray of garbage and her bags and walked to the trash bin. Casey looked after her, momentarily shocked into immobility before she too grabbed her tray and bags and stood up.

"Oh come on Em!" she exclaimed, throwing away her garbage and following behind Emily as she made her way out of the food court. "You can't tell me that after all those years of Derek purposely ignoring you, that you don't want even a teeny, tiny bit of revenge."

Emily looked over at her as they strolled casually through the mall. "Okay yeah a teeny… tiny part of me might want a little… payback, but an even bigger part of me, the part that no longer crushes on and is now good friends with Derek despite his personality flaws, thinks that what you're planning is way over the top. I'm actually really surprised that you're so happy-go-lucky about it. Normally you would be scolding yourself right about now for being so cruel."

"Oh come on Em!" Casey repeated, this time with a tone of disbelief. "After everything Derek's put me through in the last two and a ha— Two. Two years, you don't think I want a little revenge?"

"Revenge is ok. For revenge I could jump on board. But this— this is just… sadistic. You of all people should know that despite what he wants people to believe, he does have a heart. A big heart that I don't wish to help you break, thank you very much."

"What do you mean I of all people should know?"

"You live with him," Emily stated as if that made it completely obvious. "You see what he's like with Marti, and he's even done incredibly sweet things for you on more than one occasion."

Casey scoffed, crossing her arms as she glanced into a storefront. "Not lately."

"Yeah I'll admit he has gotten to be quite the jackass to you in the last few months. Did something happen between you two that you never told me about?"

"If only you knew," Casey muttered under her breath before speaking to Emily. "I have no idea. Wanna go see a movie?"

"Sure," Emily replied not skipping a beat as they walked towards the theater. "But back to your evil plan to destroy— Derek! What are you doing here?"

Derek glanced up at Emily's voice saying his name. The generic looking blonde he was sitting beside, shot Emily a look of annoyance for taking his attention off of her. Derek looked thrown off guard for a moment, but after glancing at Casey, he threw his arm around the girl's shoulders and smiled, pulling her into him.

"I'm just going to see a movie with Claire here," He said gesturing towards the girl. "What are you doing here all by yourself?"

"So this is the Claire you've been talking about!" Casey replied cheerfully, ignoring Derek's verbal bitch slap.

"You've been talking about me?" Claire squealed, gazing happily at him as she placed her hand on his thigh.

Casey eyes flashed with anger but she caught herself and matched them to her devious smirk. Derek smiled tentatively at the girl before shooting Casey a questioning look, since he, for once, hadn't mentioned this particular girl to her.

"Oh yeah he's been talking about you for like, a week," Casey giggled, with a casual wave of her hand. "But Der, she looks nothing like I would have pictured from your description."

Emily's already raised eyebrows, were joined by her ever widening eyes in apprehension as she glanced between the three people before her.

"Casey, what are you—" Derek started, sounding extremely confused.

"Well she is blonde like you said, but she's no where near as fat or ugly."

Casey cringed the second she saw Claire's jaw drop in shock and hurt. She hadn't really thought through the 'Drive girls away from Derek' part of her plan past how it would effect him. The fact that she would be hurting innocent people's feelings hadn't crossed her mind until she saw Claire's expression. Casey decided right then and there that she would concentrate more on how to break Derek without messing with other people's feelings.

"You bastard!" Claire screeched once she snapped out of her shocked trance. She slapped Derek across the cheek before standing up, flipping her hair angrily.

Emily and Casey glanced after Claire as she brushed past them before turning back to Derek. They both tried desperately to keep a straight face at his shocked expression, but a few stray giggles make there way out anyway.

"Casey, what the hell did you do that for?!" Derek growled after a moment, their laughing halting once they felt the anger pouring off of him. He brought his hand to his cheek, touching it tentatively as he moved his jaw in discomfort.

"Just cause I could," Casey stated, shrugging as she smirked at him.

"Now I wish I had forced Connor into messing with you."

Casey's smug demeanor changed to one of rage as she stepped towards him. "And just what does that mean?"

Emily chuckled nervously, glancing back and forth between the seething step-siblings.

He smirked, standing up so that he was hovering over Casey. "I thought it'd be funny to have him pretend to be straight and date you, only to tell you a few weeks later that it was your repulsive body that made him realize he preferred dick," Derek stated, scoffing as he crossed his arms and rolled his eyes.

Casey jaw dropped in shock and disgust as she took a step back from him. "You— you're…"

"He apparently doesn't have a good sense of humor cause he said it was 'too mean'," he finished mockingly using finger quotes.

"That's horrible, Derek," Emily said, shaking her head. "Even for you."

"Please. That's nothing. But could one of you tell me what the point of him being in love with me is if he won't even do me a simple favor?!"

"I can't believe I ever— I— you— you're…" Casey stuttered, not finishing her thought before turning and stomping off. Emily followed her, shooting Derek a disappointed glance over her shoulder.

Once Casey had walked a good distance away, she turned around, finally finding the conclusion to her sentence. "…You miscreant!"

She shared an angry glare with him from across the balcony before she looked around, her eyes widening in shock at herself. She smiled nervously when she noticed people were staring at her, and she turned and continued stomping out of the mall. Emily struggled to keep up with her through the parking lot, both of them silent as they walked. Once she had put the car in drive and pulled onto the street, Emily spoke up.

"I'm in," she said, her voice so quiet Casey wasn't sure if she had imagined it.

"What did you say?"

"I said I'm in. I don't know if it was left over from my fangirl days or what, but I think I've had my Derek colored glasses on. I wasn't paying attention to just how cruel he's gotten with you," Emily stated glancing at Casey.

"You'll help me?" Casey asked with disbelief.

"I still won't be a girl that you use to bring him down, but I will help you with devising plans and ruining things for him with his dates. But I'm on the down low. I don't want him to know. I'm still his friend. Despite the fact that he's got a first class ticket on a plane headed towards CompleteBastardville."

Casey sighed in relief, smiling happily at her best friend. "Thank you so much Em! I promise you won't regret it!"

"Oh I'm sure I will," Emily muttered, propping her elbow on the window sill and dropping her head into her hand.

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I know it's a short chapter, but I needed to bring Emily into Casey's 'plan'. Plus the next part didn't really flow with this one. And I haven't finished it yet and I was dying to post more.

Credit to Jaden Ink for inspiring the 'Derek Venturi Must Die' line of Emily's. It wouldn't have been there without you mentioning it.