Author's Note: In this story, Casey and Derek are NOT step-siblings. So, if you don't want these kinds of stories… well, don't read. :D But please do give my story a chance. Thanks. READ AND REVIEW IS THE KEY. :)

Btw, this story has been inspired by different stories I have read in this site. So there. :D

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CHAPTER 1: Her Life

It's a bright Monday morning. Casey just woke up from her satisfying sleep; completely enjoying the fact that today is MONDAY--- her favorite day of the week. She headed straight at the bathroom, and she giggled when she saw a hickey on her shoulder blade. Oh, Max. She quickly took a shower and she frowned when she saw that Derek, her next door neighbor, had turned his radio on, and may she add, to the maximum volume (she thinks) this early in the morning.

She opened her window, and she yelled at him, but like the moron that he is, he hadn't heard her. "Oy, Venturi! Could you please turn that down?" she tried telling him again, for like the umpteenth time already. Damn. Stupid, chauvinistic, narcissistic bastard. Casey thought angrily. Derek saw her, and he just smirked and ignored her. Well, not completely, since he decided to turn the volume on more.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Turn the stupid radio off." Casey screamed at him. Damn Derek. He's doing this on purpose. Casey decided to ignore him and continue with her daily routine, but how can she bloody continue when she can't even read properly because of the annoying noise?

She turned towards her window, one last time, this time smiling sweetly. "Der, be a man and turn that off, please?"

Derek smirked at her, and he said, "No can do, princess."

Casey, completely pissed off this time, threw him the nearest thing beside her—her Mathematics text book. It hit him square in the face and Casey smiled in victory. "Bastard." She muttered.

Derek fell backwards and he groaned in pain. "Stupid hag."

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"Oh come on Casey, you totally know that it's true!" Kendra exclaimed, rolling her eyes. They have just arrived at Thompson High School, and Kendra quickly threw her car keys to her overly large purse. "Jeez, Casey. You know you do."

"Ditto. She's right, you know. Casey you totally do," Sally agreed, combing her hand through her shiny locks. A guy winked at her and she smiled back… seductively. "Call me later, hotshot." The guy shouted. Casey and Kendra merely rolled their eyes. Honestly. "I thought you're dating Sean?" Kendra asked Sally, giggling.

"No. we broke up. He's too tame." Sally answered, laughing. Casey and Kendra laughed with her. Casey can't even remember why she's friends with these psychos. "Anyway, back to the original topic, Casey, just agree with us, okay?"

"No, I won't. Seriously, my life is far from perfect," Casey adamantly defended, still unsure as to how the conversation had begun in the first place. Trust her friends to bring up the random-est and weirdest conversations.

Kendra scoffed at her answer, "Oh please! You're fucking hot as hell. I doubt there's even a girl in this school who would dare compete with that butt. And newsflash: if we're not friends and I didn't know what kind of person you are, I'd totally hate you right now."

"I totally agree with her, I kind of do at times. I mean, look at your curves, I can't believe that's just the product of dancing," Sally chimed in. Casey raised her eyebrows. What the hell? Casey just laughed at her friends, ignoring their 'argument'.

"And you're intelligently smart-" Kendra continued. Obviously her friends are not yet done with their craziness.

"Future Valedictorian smart although you're a former grade grubber," Sally added. Casey smiled at that one. Yeah, she's hoping that will come true. They continued walking and notice that most of the students were at the hallways already. School will start in five minutes. She saw Derek and his usual band of goons. Damn that asshole. Thank God she has two Mathematics textbook cause there is no way in hell she's talking to that man-whore just to get her book back.

"You're also annoyingly kind… like Virgin Mary," Kendra inserted.

"Yeah, you should be a fucking nun because you still help those fucking fools who call you Keener, Grade Grubber and Klutzilla." Sally sardonically added. That is so not true! Casey thought angrily.

An exasperated Kendra turned to Sally, "Must you always add that?"

"Yes." Sally told Kendra with a huge smirk on her pretty face.

"You have no life." Kendra rolled her eyes. Sally's smirk grew larger, and she answered, "Oh, yes I do. Ask the boys around here." She added, pointing to half of the guys she's dated.

"You two are a riot," Casey laughed at her two bickering friends. She opened her locker, and took out her Math book. Oh great, I have Math as first period. She glanced at her friends, and she giggled when she noticed that those two crazy were still arguing.

Someone covered her eyes and Casey smiled, recognizing the perfume. It simply exuded the word 'hot' all over. She can't help but giggle when she remembered when she had first fully inhaled that scent.

"Hey baby, how are you on this very fine… as fine as you are… day?" a deep voice asked from behind her, before turning her around to face him so he could properly greet her. Casey smiled when Max kissed her, although she pushed him away when he tried to deepen the kiss. "Max, stop. I told you, I'm not comfortable at kissing you in front of everyone."

"Yeah, but you just can't stop when we're all alone, huh?" He asked, his voice husky. Casey's eyes bulged in anticipation, and she giggled. Max kissed her again, his tongue caressing her lips. Casey pushed him away… again.

Max stopped and he used his puppy dog eyes at her. "Max, that won't work, sorry baby." Casey added, giggling.

Max simply smiled, and he winked at her saying, "Well, can't blame your boyfriend for trying, right?" he kissed her again, this time with less passion.

"You're horribly incorrigible! It's like you can't even be satiated anymore." Casey exclaimed, giggling. The bell rang, and Casey pushed him away, "See you later, babe." She said, and she followed her still bickering best friends.

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At the other end of the hallway:

"So D, what lady will it be this week? If I do say so myself, McDonalds is looking rather lovely in that short little skirt of hers," Sam commented as he blatantly checked out the brunette which is a few meters away from them. Ralph nodded, munching his doughnut. Derek followed Sam's eyes, and he simply rolled his eyes.

"First of all she has a boyfriend-" Derek started but was abruptly cut off by an I'm-completely-enjoying-my-breakfast-but-I-want-to-be-included-in-the-conversation-Ralph.

"And when has that ever stopped you before?" Ralph asked skeptically, still munching his doughnuts. Derek glared at his friend, and Ralph choked up with laughter.

Sam patted Ralph on the back, and Derek simply continued, "And she's a bloody hag: unbelievably annoying and boring. Hell, the girl's never broken a single rule in her life. Anyway, why are you so persistent about the two of us getting together?"

Sam simply smirked, and his eyes twinkled mischievously, "Well, you know how all those good little girls are masters in the sack. It's like they compensate for being such Fucking saints in real life by letting loose, and showing their inner, ahem, Magdalena in the bedroom." Ralph nodded.

"Then why don't you go after her?" Derek asked, completely annoyed. There is no way in hell I'm dating that prude.

Sam looked at him, shocked, "Hey! I'm simply trying to be a great friend here. You know, giving you the best chicks and all that."

Derek and Ralph looked at Sam, not believing. Derek simply tapped his best friend in the back, and he added, with a knowing smile, "Let me guess, she turned you down."

Sam looked outraged at first, but then he grinned sheepishly, "Yeah, but you probably have a better chance, you're the Hockey Captain and the president of the student council, that's got to be a turn on for her."

"Yeah, and you're smart in your own way." Ralph added, smirking when he remembered the real reason why Derek became the student council president.

Derek sighed. "No fucking way I'm dating that witch." He unconsciously touched his forehead which has bruise in it. Stupid girl.

Sam looked at Derek like he had grown another head, or like his best friend suddenly became a girl, "And why the fuck not?" He asked, incredulous.

"Like I said: she's annoying. A fucking annoying bitch really."

"D, with those curves, you can forgive her for being annoying. Man, look at that ass." Sam grinned, shaking his head. "And with those face, no one can be called a bitch really."

"Well then she's achieved the impossible, kudos to her." Derek said, sick of the conversation already. Hell, I won't date that keener.

"You're retarded, you know that?" Ralph chimed in, while throwing his paper bag at the nearest student, I mean, trash can.

"This is coming from the guy that's delusional… oh wait… retarded enough to think that one day Lassiter will allow you, of all people, to throw a party at the Thompson's hallway… oh yeah, maybe even at his house." Derek retorted, smirking. Damn Sam and Ralph. Honestly, as if their principal is not psychotic enough, they have to bring up these psychotic ideas too.

"It's all in the matter of how you present it to her," Ralph added, defending the issue, most probably.

"And tell me, boys, how's that going so far?" Derek asked with an amused smile.

"The woman's fucking impossible to get through to." Sam and Ralph chorused, sighing. Derek simply grinned.

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Casey pouted, entangling her arms at Max's neck, "Aw, babe. Must you really go?" She asked him. She traced the lines of his jaw, and even his chest and Casey can feel him getting hard next to her. She smirked, knowing that this will probably stop him.

Max coughed, and he sighed. "Yeah, I don't want to, but Jackson needs to go over some plays with me."

"Can't it wait?" Casey asked, smiling seductively. Max shifted away from her, his face looked uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, babe, but it can't." he simply answered. Casey pouted more and she embraced him. "But I thought that as captain you decide when to meet. Come on, reschedule. I'm bored," Casey added, with a little emphasis on the word 'bored'. She bit her lip, hoping that this will convince Max not to go.

"Casey, babe. We have a game next week. We cannot afford to lose that game." He explained, kissing her ears. Casey simply sighed. "Okay, I get it." She said monotonously. "Go, I don't want you to lose."

Max smiled lovingly at her and he kissed her passionately. His tongue danced with her for a few moments and Casey thought he changed his mind about leaving. But then he abruptly stopped, and he kissed her on the neck saying, "Thanks babe. You're the best." And then he left.

Casey again sighed. "Yeah, I love you too." She whispered after his departing figure.

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"Hey! Where's Em?" Casey asked. Since her boyfriend won't spend quality time with her, she decided to go shopping with her friends instead.

Kendra rolled her eyes. "Duh. As if I care where the hell that bitch is." Kendra said, full of distaste. "Honestly, why again are you friends with that whore?" Kendra asked, while trying on a new shoe. Casey giggled, "I like that shoe." She added.

Kendra smiled, "Thanks."

Casey tried another one, and she smiled. "I like this one." She said, referring to the black boots she's trying on. "Anyway, back to the Em topic, she's a good friend to me."

Kendra scoffed, and she raised her eyebrow. "She's jealous of you. That's what she fucking is."

Casey pursed her lips. Clearly she's not enjoying this conversation anymore. "No, she's not. She's a great friend, okay? Stop."

Kendra sighed. Duh. How can a smart girl like her be so goddamn stupid? "Casey, she's not who you think she is. She's a backstabbing bit—,"

"Stop it!" Casey cut her off. "Whether you like it or not, that girl is my FRIEND. I won't allow you to say things like that to her in front of me."

Kendra stopped. "Fine. I'm sorry. I think she's still a bitch though." Kendra smirked. Casey simply smiled at her best friend's stubbornness. "You are so annoying, Kenn." And Casey laughed aloud.

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"I'm not perfect okay." Casey whined, on her way back to the gym. She's a cheerleader, and yeah, unfortunately, she left her stuff there earlier. "My family's a mess."

"Yeah, but you're fucking rich." Sally said, switching the lights on. "Where are your pom poms again?" She asked.

Casey kept quiet for a moment, and then she smiled. "In the back room. Let's go," she led the way to the back room, and she smiled when Kendra tripped. "Karma's a bitch, girl." She smirked. Kendra gave her the finger, and Sally giggled.

"Anyway," Sally said, "you also have the perfect boyfriend—."

"Oh well, couldn't agree more." Casey nodded. Kendra smiled mischievously and she whispered to Casey's ears, "I think Max's gay." Casey slapped her on the head. "No, he's not. Doofus."

Sally rolled her eyes, laughing hysterically. They reached the hallway near the back room, and their journey was interrupted by weird noises coming from the back room. "Is that--?" Sally asked. Casey and Alice nodded, their smiles scary.

"Wanna piss them off?" Kendra asked.

"Hell yeah."

The three of them opened the doors loudly, and it's a wonder why the copulating couple did not notice their presence. To say that Casey was shock is an understatement. Her knees gave way under her, and she can only whisper…

"Max? Em?"

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So, how was it?