I know- "what's wrong with you guys? why haven't you been updating?" well, i'm sorry. but my siblings have been keeping the computer from me. and i've had homework. Danni's also been neck deep in homework, which is why she isn't here right now.

Anyways, here's a quick update, hope you like it.

Also- NO. I'm sorry, but I'm not continuing "This Kiss". I just don't have the want to do so. I've kinda lost the inspiration. Sorry.

Disclaimer- you're seriously asking me this when i'm on a site called 'fanfiction'. Really?

I Don't Dance- Lee Brice

"I'll never settle down"- that's what I always thought. I was that kinda man, just ask anyone.

Derek flirted with every girl who wanted his attention- which was a large amount mind. He kissed, made-out with every girl. He was there to have fun, but he didn't take it too far. That made most girls even more bold, wanting to be the one he finally took to bed. But Derek stood firm and he didn't ever break his rule, he just flirted and teased with every girl that passed. He knew girls liked him, and he used that to have fun.

Until her.

She was pretty, smart and feisty. She was attending the same college he was, and shared some of his classes. She was always in the back and didn't talk a lot, but got plenty of attention anyways. Derek liked her as well, she was nice and she was pretty. Besides, who knew? Maybe she would be a little fun. So, he talked to her, well, he flirted with her. He went around flaunting himself to snag her attention and tried every way he knew to get her to go out with him.

She never took the bait.

She snapped and barked and told him to go find someone else to play with. She told him off, and he was surprised. So, he toned it down, curious. This girl intrigued him and he wanted to know her. He devoted a lot of attention to her and getting to know her. Slowly, oh so slowly, she put down her guard and put her hand out to be friendly. Derek grinned at the chance. They spent a lot of time together, from coffee breaks, hanging out and studying at the library. He wanted to get to know her, and he was slowly falling for her.

One day, he caught her crying. He'd never seen her cry before. She was the sarcastic one, the carefree one. She made it look that she was whole and happy, just another person trying to make her way in the world. He'd never seen her so broken and vulnerable. He put his arm around her and tried to calm her down. She just buried her face in his chest and sobbed, mumbling about loss and hurt, being lonely and no one caring. This had shocked Derk, that last line had, and he pushed her up, making her look at him. He'd told her, quite firmly, that she should never believe that. He cared about her, he would be there for her, no matter what. She had been shocked, before she'd spilled everything out to him.

Her life had been rough, starting when she had lost her mother when she was five. After that, her father had become distant. He cared and talked to her on the occasion, but he was never really there. Her aunt had filled in as the parent, but she had been controlling and demanding. She'd taken the initiative to help her, and her heart had always been in the right place, but she'd taken away anything that might stop her from being only the best. She had hated that about her aunt, but loved the woman unconditionally, after all, who else had been taken care of her? But she hated her father. And now, she was fighting with him again. He'd come home one night and had been drunk, and gotten himself locked up in the hospital. Her aunt was withholding the information of where he was. And that's why she was crying.

When Derek heard all this, he brought her close and whispered that he would help her locate her father. And he did, not even two days later did he come running to her apartment with the name and address of the hospital. He took her there and she had seen her father. He was a little bashed up, but he was sober and he was better. The doctor said that he should be able to leave in a few days at least, a couple weeks at most. He would need supervision, and she told the doctor that he would be well taken care of.

Derek was happy that he could help her, and she was so grateful for him. She couldn't stop thanking him and he was happy that she was happy.

That night, Derek got a call from his brother Simon. Simon had heard from one of his buddies that was also attending school with Derek that he'd been friends with the feisty, pretty blonde. Derek had answered that yes, he was and then asked his brother why he was wondering about this. Simon's response was that he was surprised. Derek wasn't the kind of guy that did things for people, unless it was Simon or his dad, and occasionally Tori. Derek had shrugged before saying he cared about her and that they were friends. Simon had laughed and told his blind brother that he'd better be careful. He knew the blonde very well, and that she was slow to trust and quick to judge, but once you have her loyalty, she's true. Derek smiled at this, but then his brother said that he was different. He wasn't like that, he assumed things, gave the person a label and then left it at that. So, Simon's question was, "What makes her different?"

Simon hung up, and Derek was left confused, but his brother was right. Why was this girl different? What made her different?

I don't dance, but here I am, spinning you 'round and 'round in circles. It ain't my style, but I don't care! I'll do anything with you anywhere. Yes, you got me in the palm of your hand girl, 'cause I don't dance!

Like I said, quick. I may or may not finish it, but I think I like where this ended. sorry.

so, "Let's Play A Game" (IT FREAKING NEEDS A NEW TITLE PEOPLE!) should be updated within the next two weeks, so look out for that. And the poll is UP, UP UP!, so your check for that and VOTE, VOTE, VOTE!

Love you and Toodles,

-Jo