…As quickly as I did it I pulled away. Casey stood there frozen, speechless for the first time since I met her. It didn't last long, however. Her face became red with anger and she yelled,

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" I quickly put a smirk on my face and replied,

"Trying to get you to be quiet, and it worked for a minute." She just look at me, and screeched,

"Der-ek!" Music to my ears. I laughed and turned to walk away,

"By the way if Sam asked tell him I attempted to apologize!"

It was a few days later, and I couldn't get that kiss with Casey off my mind. I was really conflicted. Back when Casey was my step-sister I had already liked her…I mean why else would I give her such a hard time? Not that I would ever admit it to anyone. It was so wrong though, I mean she was my step-sister…but she didn't know that. Does that make it less wrong to have these feelings?

I spent so long thinking about this I got a huge headache. I did everything I could to get my mind off of her, including dating some of the hottest chicks at my school, but it seemed like no matter where I went Casey was there. When I went to the movies, she was there with Sam. When I was on a date at the mall, she was there shopping with her friends. It never failed, and whenever I saw her I couldn't stop myself from getting in her way and making her angry.

This, however, didn't go over very well with my dates. As soon as me and Casey started going at it, they'd stalk off because I was paying her more attention than them. It was like no matter what I did I could not avoid seeing Casey. Finally I gave up and accepted the fact she was somehow meant to be in my life.

It had been a few weeks since I had been last over at Sam's so I decided to make a trip over there. As I was walking up the sidewalk, Casey came running out the door tears streaming down her face. I looked at her and started,

"Casey…" But she cut me off,

"Not now Derek I'm not in the mood." She tried to push past me, but I stopped her,

"What's going on?" She looked up at me,

"If you really have to know, I just caught Sam cheating on me with my friend." Before she could say anymore I was storming up to the house.

I banged on the door and almost immediately Sam opened it,

"Look Casey I don't know what else to say to…" Before he could even finish his sentence my fist collided with his face.

Sam stood there, mouth agape, as I walked back to a crying Casey who was equally as shocked. I grabbed her wrist and began pulling her away from the house. I saw the park and walked into it, still holding her wrist,

"Der-ek!" I left go of her wrist and sat down on a bench, "Why did you do that?"

"Because Sam's a jerk for doing that to you." She sat there staring at me with a confused look on her face until finally I said, "What?"

"Nothing. It's just—well you always go out of your way to make me angry. You push all of my buttons, and then out of nowhere you punch your best friend for cheating on me. It's like you are two different people." I chuckled under my breath,

"Well I'm a very complex and complicated person." Then I burped, and she shoved my shoulder jokingly,

"Sure you are." We laughed for a moment, then she started doing her Casey thing, you know thinking, and the tears started falling again.

I grabbed her and laid her head on my shoulder. We sat there silently for hours, with her just crying on my shoulder.