Greek:

A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews. Yes, Hush Hush Looks, Ryan is going to play a big role in the story for Casey but don't you guys worry Casey and Cappie will be together...after a lot of denial...in the end. This isn't one of my favorite chapters but its a necessary evil. You'll see why soon. I promise. As always, Enjoy!

Chapter 4.

Casey stepped up to an empty table, struggling with her crutches and her handbag as she pushed herself into a chair. Ryan set a drink down in front of her and then settled into the chair opposite her with his own drink. Casey looked around, frowning slightly as people watched them from around their beers. Ryan had said that Casey could pick the location of their date and she had thought the comfortable, laid back setting at Dobbler's would make their first date a low pressure, not-expecting-anything-too-serious situation. She hadn't thought about how hard it would be to move through the crowded bar on crutches and that people would still remember her little outburst two days ago.

"I'm sorry," Casey muttered as Ryan began to notice all the people staring at them. "Ryan, what happened the other day…"

"Is none of my business," Ryan interrupted. "I've got baggage too. It kinda comes with the whole befriending the ex thing."

Casey smiled as she saw a group of Tri Pi's whispering at a nearby table. I'm on a date with Ryan Prince, eat your heart out, Casey silently told the room. On the far side of the room, someone else was watching her and her cheeks reddened as she locked eyes with them.

Casey quickly looked down at her drink; it was a sprite since she couldn't mix alcohol with the mild pain reliever she was taking for her ankle. She picked it up and took a sip from it as she watched Ryan do the same with his beer. He was watching her watch him and the idea sent little tingles down Casey's spine.

"So tell me about yourself, Casey," Ryan started. "I've watched you for a while now but I hardly know anything about you."

He's been watching me? Casey thought, not sure if she should be flattered or freaked out.

"I know you have a brother. Kappa Tau, right?" Ryan continued.

"Yeah, Rusty just started at CRU this fall," Casey said looking over Ryan's shoulder at Rusty, who sat at a table near the bar with Beaver, Wade, and a pledge she thought was called Ben. "When he told me he wanted to rush a fraternity I thought he was crazy."

"Why?" Ryan asked, giving her a quizzical look.

"Obviously you don't know my brother," Casey laughed. "He is a polymer science major. When we were growing up I was out having a good time with my friends while Rusty sat at home solving ridiculously complex math equations. But joining Kappa Tau has changed him. He knows how to have a good time now. He still has the whole brainiac thing going on but he can let loose too."

"It's cool that you can share the whole Greek thing with your brother. My older sister is a CRU alum but she wasn't Greek. She still doesn't get why I rushed."

"Yeah, it's a good thing. Rusty and I weren't close until he rushed. I just didn't have anything to talk about with him until he came into my sphere of the universe."

Ryan beamed at her, making Casey self-conscious. "What?" She asked.

"Nothing," Ryan chuckled. "Your emotions play over your face so visibly and clearly you love your brother. I just think it's endearing, that's all."

Casey was about to reply when some stepped up to their table, addressing Ryan.

"Hey Ryan. Sorry to bother you man but Pledge Cooper is…uh…having a problem," he hesitated as he eyed Casey.

Ryan's smile dropped into a frown.

"Cromwell, I'm on a date. Can't this wait until later?"

The man shook his head and said that Cooper only needed to talk to him for a minute.

"It's okay Ryan," Casey said, her eyes darting to the far end of the bar. "You're the pledge educator and if one of your pledges needs you it's fine."

Ryan smiled. "Thanks Casey. I really appreciate you understanding."

"I was once pledge educator myself and I know how important it is to make that connection with your pledges. I'm just gonna hobble over to talk to a friend. I'll be back in a minute."

Cromwell when to go get the pledge in question and Ryan stood to help Casey out of her chair.

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Casey came to a stop at the table and frowned as Cappie gave her an amused smile. Was he actually laughing at the fact that she had struggled to get across the bar to talk to him?

"Hiya Limpy."

Casey tried to maintain her glare but broke out into a smile. "Hiya back. Whatcha' doing over here all alone?"

Cappie watched as Casey's eyes skipped over to where Rusty sat.

"I'm waiting for Rebecca."

Oh, Casey mouthed. She looked back at Ryan, he was sitting with a scrawny red headed boy, a smile plastered to his face.

"Uh, so I was wondering what you thought about Ryan," Casey asked hesitantly. Cappie's eyebrows rose high on his forehead.

"I just trust your judgment that's all." She added.

Cappie just stared at her, "Really?"

"Well you know, ever since the whole…" She didn't want to say Evan thing. She didn't want to bring him up so she just gestured at the room wildly with her hand.

Cappie nodded slowly as if he couldn't believe that she actually wanted his opinion.

Why is that so hard to believe? She thought. All I want is for him to say he likes Ryan. Right?

"Well…What do you think of Ryan?"

"I think he's a douche," Cappie said shrugging.

"What?"

Cappie gave her a small sigh and looked past her to her date. "He's a good guy but you could do so much better."

"What's wrong with him?" Casey asked, turning as best as she could with her crutches to look at him. Ryan was good-looking, sweet, smart.

"He's so up tight. Look at him; he can't even relax while drinking a beer. He looks like he has a stick shoved up his ass."

Okay so maybe he was a little stiff and needed a personality but that was no reason to condemn the guy.

"Well not everyone can be like you," Casey said turning around and eyeing his lazy smile and the relaxed way in which he sat on his chair, his shoulders slightly slumped and his hand curled loosely around his beer.

"Casey," Rebecca intruded as she walked up to the table, "Don't you have someone else's boyfriend to stalk?"

"Hey Becks. Nice to see you too."

"Why is it that every time I see Cappie, you're hanging around like a lost little puppy? Shoo." Rebecca retorted, waving her away rudely.

"Rebecca," Cappie pleaded.

"Aren't you supposed to be in Switzerland?" She snapped back.

"You know what? You're right. I'll get you a drink," He said sourly.

Casey gave them a questioning look but Rebecca turned on her before she had a chance to wonder what that meant.

"Look Casey, Cappie doesn't want you anymore. You aren't going to get him back so why don't you do yourself a favor and stay away from him." Rebecca said angrily, her eyes suddenly blazing.

"Becks, stop making an ass of yourself," Casey said, cursing that fact that her crutches probably took away from her angry demeanor. "This jealously thing is getting old and someone is going to get tired of it." Casey let her eyes drift over to Cappie who was standing at the bar with his back to them.

"See you later," Casey added sweetly as she turned slowly with her crutches. Normally she wouldn't have turned her back on someone she was having an argument with, especially that she was on crutches but this was Rebecca that she was dealing with. The girl was the queen of public relations and Cappie would be majorly pissed off if Rebecca were to push Casey while her back was turned and she was in crutches.

"Hey Ryan," Casey called as she slowly got closer, ignoring the different looks she was getting from both Rebecca and Cappie. "Wanna catch a movie?"