Haha, this is Dasey, if you haven't figured it out. Anyway, I'm gonna try to make this a multi chapter drama type thing. Wow, I never know how happy reviews make me. So review if you like the story please. (: And I'm going to include the last paragraph from the previous chapter. I hate it when I click on a story I read and I forget what chapter I'm on and what happened. So this will be a little refresher (; I also kinda edited my first chapter since I saw some grammer mistakes and I know that those are everybody's pet peeves.

oh yeah, I have to do a disclaimer too (I learned from other fanfics) so…

Disclaimer: I don't own Life with Derek.

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"There are these times at school where I saw him looking at me. But I think those momentarily glances are caused by just looking around or even disgust. He knows I like him. Everytime I pass by him, he looks at me. I'm fed up with myself. But sometimes, I misconstrue his glances as him maybe liking me and admiring me. That's when my heart gets out of control. But there's no way he can like me. Just no way, right?"

Today is Monday, the day I dread most out of the week. Usually people don't like Mondays because of it's the first day of school . I hate it because that's the day where I'm forced to continue my schedule with him. The painful weekday schedule. I try to wake up extra early just so I can use the bathroom before he does. You see, when I use the bathroom after him, I enter into a room smelling exactly like him. I often pretend to be disgusted with his smell, making it out to be musky and sweaty. Actually he smells quite nice. It must be some cologne or deodorant that he's using. I'm really hoping that he uses deodorant. But when I enter the bathroom, I am entranced by the aroma. And I really don't need another reason to like him. I am actually freaked out by how much I love the smell. I actually close my eyes and take it in. And after, I feel like this weird stalker of some sort. And after that, my heart throbs, knowing that this is practically the creepiest way to like someone and that if he knew, he would practically avoid me for the rest of my pathetic life. Sometimes I wonder if he takes in the scent of my bodywash after I use the bathroom but I know that if he does that, then he wouldn't be classic Derek.

Today, I didn't wake up early enough. By the time I got to the bathroom, it already smelled of mint and him. I, disgustedly, enjoyed the smell and took my time showering and brushing and flossing and such hygienic things like that. I brushed my hair about two million times. I wanted to look perfect and nice for him. How does he spend 5 minutes in the bathroom looking better than I do spending half an hour in there? He spends only one minute on his hair, and yet it still makes my throat gulp. I hated how much time I spend trying to look decent for him. But sadly I can't help it.

When I reached the kitchen, I saw empty chairs and a bunch of syrup stained dishes. They must have had pancakes this morning and I sarcastically thanked them in my mind for saving me some. George and Mom must have gone to work already and Edwin and Lizzie probably started on their walk to their school. Derek must have already taken the Prince and was on his happy way to school. I don't know what he does in that short route from home to school. He usually leaves as soon as possible after he practically inhales his breakfast. He usually shows up late with his clothes disheveled even though he has a car. I really hope he doesn't spend his extra moments with girl. I try not to think about it but my mind can't help but wander there.

That leaves only Marti and me. I walk Marti to school every weekday. I would have thought Derek would give her a ride there, since Marti is his only warm spot, but no…he probably too busy frolicking around with girls. I didn't mind though. Her school is right on my way to my overly populated school filled with hormonal teenagers. It's refreshing to see a place where everything is so simple and innocent. I often find myself wishing that I can return to those times. I called Marti so we can start on our energizing walk and she came down wearing my pink tutu from ballet over her regular clothes.

"I wanna be a princess today!" she exclaimed with energy which I assumed came from the sugar filled pancakes.

I picked her up and put her on my lap. She was getting heavy. I guess she's growing up.

"You only want to be a princess today? I think that you want to be one everyday," I told her, "But today, don't you only want to be Marti?"

She looked up and me and grinned with her two gaps in the front showing. I think that the two teeth that were previously there is probably all snug and tucked under her pillow, waiting for the tooth fairy to pick them up in exchange for a quarter. I smiled back with all my teeth showing.

"Yeah! I think Marti is really cool," she praised.

"I think Marti is cool too," I said back while lifting her up in the air and spinning her around.

She laughed a lot. Her laugh is so innocent and inviting. During the middle of the spin, she even snorted. I couldn't help but laugh myself. Then I slowed the spin and she rested her arms around my neck as I was still holding her up.

"Now, are you ready to put my tutu back in my room and be Marti?" I asked her.

She simply nodded her head with, still, a grin on her face. She put her down and she ran hurryingly up the stairs. I eyed her as she ran and I saw that the one and only Derek was at the door, with a smile, not a smirk, on his face. I realized that he was probably there the whole time. I could feel my cheeks start to warm as he was walking toward me. Shouldn't he be fooling around with a girl in his car right about now?

"Hey…shouldn't you be off to school?" I stupidly asked him.

"Save it, Space Case. I…overslept," He replied with, of course, an insult, if I even considered his little nickname for me an insult.

He couldn't have overslept though. He used the bathroom before me. I know that because I smelled him. Also the pancakes were completely gone. I checked. Mom usually made a lot of pancakes in order to satisfy Derek's stomach. He was the only one that can eat 20 flapjacks in one sitting. Why was he lying? I decided not to call him out on it though.

"Hey, do you want me to give you and Marti a ride today?" he proposed.

"Umm, why?" I asked; hey I was curious.

"Don't question my motives. I just thought since me and the Prince are still here, I can treat princess number 1 and 2 to a ride."

I would normally act to be annoyed by his little princess comment but I couldn't help but smile at his very rare act of kindness. I nodded in reply. Marti finally came stepping down the stairs and ran to Derek. He instantly picked Marti up in his arms.

"Hey Smarti, do you want to ride in the Prince today?" he asked her.

"But it smells bad…" Marti replied, scrunching up her nose.

"Well, too bad because you're gonna be spending time with me whether you like it or not," he said back.

"You too, Princess" he suddenly shouted out to me while he pointed at me.

My cheeks warmed up again. With Marti still in his arms, he went out the door merrily. I was still standing in the house, amazed by the good deed Derek had done. I'm sure that he was going to use this as leverage later on but I was still happy from the fact that he's not always the jerk that everyone thinks he is and happy that this morning, the only girls that he spent his time with was with his little sister and his step sister. Then my face suddenly changed from a grin to a frown as I realized that I was only his step sister and that's probably how he saw me, as his annoying little keener sister. I was only more worried when I saw that his act of kindness only made me like him even more...

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:D that was really longer than my first chapter. Anyway constructive criticism is appreciated and reviews are praised! so review review. Next chapter, I'm gonna do the ride there :D. I'm having fun writing this. I'll try to update as soon as I can but unfortunately I have summer homework o . I'll definitely try to write a chapter everyday. I'm not sure if I had the dialogue writing right but I hope you enjoyed reading it. Thanks for reading (: