Funny how I meant this to be a one shot. It just didn't work out that way.

Disclaimer: I do not own LWD or any of the characters. *sigh*

I was getting ready to start the next letter when Nora called everyone down for dinner. I know if I tried to miss I would get questions and I would regret it later so I reluctantly made my way downstairs.

"Derek, you've been holed up in your room for an awful long time. Is something wrong?" I sighed. I love how Nora tries to get involved in my personal life, but when is the lady going to learn, if it's personal I'm not sharing. I shot Casey a look to prevent her from telling everyone about what she thought were "love letters".

"I just felt like being alone." Luckily for me, Casey actually came to my rescue.

"Hey mom, when me and Em were at the mall I saw the cutest dress for you. We'll have to go before this weekend ends." Nora smiled and they talked on and on about shopping. I ate my meat loaf in silence. Hopefully they think I'm angry and will leave me alone. As soon as I was done shoveling my food in my mouth I excused myself from the table and ran to my room.

I had a dream last night. I think my subconscious was trying to tell me that Paul was right. Having dreams like that make it harder to be in denial, but I'm trying my hardest to keep myself in denial. But I guess admitting that I'm in denial isn't really denial. Whatever it doesn't matter. The point is I won't admit it. I'm in the mood to fight with you over something stupid. It doesn't matter what; it's easy to find something with you. I need some way to take out my anger. –As always, me.

How can one person be so insufferable? I can't stand you, at all. –Yours truly (and angrily), me.

I looked at the date, and I don't even remember doing anything in particular that day. I shrugged and picked up the last letter I had.

Dear Fill in the Blank Here,

Fine I will admit it. I am in love with you. How sad is that? I don't even have the energy to fight with you now. But don't worry; I will never admit it out loud. Ever, I'm not that stupid.

Love (unfortunately),

Me.

I stared at the paper shocked. I wasn't expecting that. I walked casually downstairs and grabbed a drink out of the fridge. Seeing Casey doing the dishes I realized I was in the clear.

"Derek, you could help you know." I smirked.

"Yeah I know." And I left back to my room. Grabbing the letters I went to Casey's room and grabbed the envelope. I grabbed the last two letters and put the rest back. I peeked out her door and listened. I could hear her singing in the kitchen, so I walked over to her desk. There was another letter. I was smart to put the envelope back.

In my room I glanced over the two letters one was about average length the other was short. I was eager for her to finish the one on her desk though, because that seemed the longest.

I picked up the first letter, started reading when my door flew open. Luckily for me it was only Edwin.

"Casey's on her way up here. I went back in her room to look at that envelope and she caught me. I had to tell her how I knew where it was and she does not look happy." Then he ran out. I quickly hid the letters in one of my text books that was lying around on the floor.

"Derek." She said trying to act like she didn't care. "Did you look in that envelope?" Knowing I couldn't deny knowing the existence of the envelope because Edwin had to go and rat me out I just shrugged.

"No, it was full of writing. You know I hate to read. I told you I was looking for your diary. Why was it something important?" and I gave her my trademark smirk.

"Uh, no. It was just school work." I laughed in my head. She is such a horrible liar.