"Yeah! Level 14 in a record time of three hours! What, What!" (what what, was a total ashley leggat moment by the way.) Casey exclaimed as she started to dance in her seat on Derek's couch.

"Damn it! Case I'm not playing this with you anymore!"

"Awe, is Derek sad that the king of babes is now the queen of babes?" Casey made a pouty face at Derek.

"What? Uh—n--- psht… Nooo…" Derek muttered crossing his hands over his chest.

"Casey you are amazing." Sam said as he reached over to squeeze Casey's shoulders.

"Why thank you!" Casey said smiling. "So… Drinks anyone? Sam? Derek?"

"Grab me a orange soda." Derek said grabbing the controller.

"I can help you Case, I mean it's not even your house." Sam shot a look over to Derek who scoffed.

"She practically lives here Sam, she knows my house better then I do."

"It's no trouble Sam honest."

"Okay, uh I'm fine with anything." Casey nodded before heading off to the kitchen.

"So… Case and you, the best friend thing, how's it going?" Derek glanced at Sam for a second before looking back at the TV. Casey and Derek had been friends for a while now. Sam had a weird way of wording things... and the tone made Derek uneasy.

"Great, couldn't be better. Why?" Sam shifted uncomfortably.

"Nothing just wondering, I mean Case is a girl, do you ever… you know think about Casey, other then a friend?"

"GAM E OVER." The TV screamed as Derek stared at his friend incredulously.

"Casey? A girl? That's funny." Sam nodded.

"So… your not into Case at all?"

"No Sam God what's with the 20 questions?" Derek rushed out.Casey walked back into the room handing can's to everyone.

"Thanks Case, but I have to get going home, I didn't realize how late it was." Casey glanced at the clock and raised an eyebrow at Sam.

"It's 3 in the afternoon!"

"Yea but I'm babysitting my sisters. I'll see you at school Case. Later Derek."

"Bye Sam." Casey said as Sam left.

"What did you say to him?" Casey exclaimed when she heard Sam's car start.

"I didn't say anything!" Casey glared for a moment before dropping down onto the couch.

"How well do you know Sam?" Casey asked casually averting her eyes from Derek.

"I don't know Case. We've been in the same school and hockey team for years but we run in different circles. We only hung out a couple of times cause of Emily, and lately a lot cause he's your friend too… why?"

"Just cause." Derek paused babe raider and turned to Casey.

"Casey, were best friends. You can tell me."

"Well I was just… thinking… well, and realizing… that I kind of…" Derek raised an eyebrow and leaned towards Casey urging her to continue.

"Like… Sam… a lot." Derek's eye's widened in surprise.

"Oh." He said leaning back into his recliner.

"Oh? That's all you say is oh?"

"Well what do you want me to say?"

"I have no idea… I'm totally out of my element now. You'rethe expertwhat do I do?" Derek narrowed his eyes at her.

"What do you mean what do you do?" Casey groaned and rolled her eyes.

"You know I've never had a boy friend, how do I… you know… woo him?"

"Casey McDonald did you just say woo him?" Casey glared at him and Derek laughed standing up.

"Well you could always show him your super seductive jazz hands." Derek said trying to dance. Casey got up with narrowed eyes.

"Nice, wellhow about i show youmy Jazz fists?" she asked punching Derek so he fell back onto his chair.

"Ooo, touchy." Casey sighed loudly and crossed her arms.

"Alright Casey, If you wanna attract a guy, don't be subtle. Guys don't get hints so don't waste your time dropping them. Flirt like crazy. Your clothes… well the tighter and skimpier the better."

"Derek! I will not Skanktify myself!" Derek knew that he messed up what he said he bit his lip for a moment before speaking again.

"I don't mean Skanktify, I just mean you need to wear something a little less conservative to get you noticed." Casey paused taking it all in for a moment before hopping up and going to the door.

"Case?" Derek asked she chucked his jacket at him.

"Come on."

"Where are we going?" Casey looked over her shoulder at Derek with a grin that Derek didn't see too often on her face. Quite frankly every time she did that he got nervous… un-Casey like things happened when she gave off looks like that.

"Were going to Slut me up!"

"Dear God…" Derek sighed as he chased Casey out to his car.

"Morning Derek!" Derek shut his locker door while he turned to see Emily walking with Sam following behind.

"Hey Emily. Sam."

"Where's Casey?" Sam asked Derek. He shrugged.

"I don't know. She called me last night saying she didn't need a ride this morning." Derek glanced at Emily's face that was now paler then her normally dark skin.

"What? You look like you've seen a…" Derek turned to follow Emily's gaze when his own jaw went slack.

"Casey?" Derek's voice cracked as his mouth grew dry.

"Morning guys!" Casey smiled. Derek took in her appearance. Her super low rise, tight black jeans fit her body like a second skin. Her top was exposing her stomach up to her bellybutton. Her makeup was darker then usual done up with black. Her hair was completely straight and a black headband kept her hair away from her face.

"Casey you look…" Sam started. Casey felt her insides start to flutter when something ripped her away from her friends. Derek held a finger out to Sam and Emily before dragging Casey off by the stairs.

"What the hell are you wearing?" Derek exclaimed Casey laughed.

"Derek you were with me when I bought this stuff… I showed you when I came out of the change room."

"Yea… well… I didn't know that they would look like that together!"

"Wow Casey… looking good!" a voice called from a group of guys walking past.

"Keep walking if you want to keep your eyes." Derek growled at the group.

"Derek what's gotten into you?" Casey asked as she reached to grab Derek's arm.

"What's gotten into me, is the fact that I know that every guy in school right know wants to get into you!" Casey's face brightened as she clapped her hands together

"Even Sam?" She asked excitedly. Derek groaned.

"That's not the point Case. I never should have given you that advice. It's not you. That gunk on your face, your over exposed stomach, black. It's not you. You're a happy go lucky pink fluffy Polly preppy pant's not this Smoking dark babe raider!"

"As flattering as I'm trying to think that is, you promised no Polly preppy pants talk in public."

"This isn't funny Case." Casey rolled her eyes taking Derek's hands in hers.

"Derek, you're the sweetest best friend in the world, I'm not changing me, I'm just upping my look so Sam will notice me." Derek scoffed dropping his hands from Casey's.

"So what happens if Sam fall's for this Casey and instead of just catching his attention, he expects that you look this way all the time? What happens to the real Casey then?"

With that Derek walked off feeling more then a little baffled about his current outburst.