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Chapter 3: Not So Perfect Homecoming
Derek sat in his room at his parent's house listening to Sam and Ralph arguing on whether or not the girl Ralph picked up was a transvestite. Usually he would join the bickering or laugh at Ralph's stupidity but today he had a certain brunette on his mind.
"Derek, you there?" he heard Sam ask as he snapped out of his thoughts.
"Yeah D, you haven't laughed or said anything in a long time," Ralph joined in which made Derek roll his eyes.
"I appreciate the concern guys but I'm fine."
"So who was that hot chick you hooked up with last night?" Ralph asked.
"I don't know and don't call her a chick," Derek snapped.
"Dude, what's wrong with you?" he heard Sam ask surprised at his mood.
"I don't know, I just think- I know this girl is different," Derek sighed as he closed his eyes and opened them again." It doesn't matter anyways since I have no clue who she is and I'll probably never see her again."
It was quite on the other lines before Sam replied. "Dude snap out of it you're acting worse than the time you were with Sally and you don't even know this girl's name."
"I just feel like I know her from somewhere. I could've sworn that I have seen her eyes and her dance moves before. How could I not remember I girl like her?"
"You didn't ask for her name?" Ralph asked clueless.
"I was a bit too preoccupied to ask her name." Derek replied annoyed.
"Maybe you should call her and ask her."
"Jee Ralph, I would do that except for the fact that I know nothing about her and don't even have her number."
"Dude, just forget about her for now. Now, wasn't that chick a dude?" Sam asked.
"It was a babe dude, a hot babe." Ralph argued back.
Getting tired of his friends bickering Derek rolled his eyes.
"Alright guys, I gotta go. Casey's supposed to be home later and I have a lot of pranks to plan."
"Good luck," Sam said.
"Yeah, you're going to need it," Ralph agreed.
Right before he hung up he heard Sam say that the chick was clearly a guy because of the huge Adam's apple in his throat. Chuckling at his friends antics Derek tossed the phone on his bed and went back to thinking about his brunette.
My brunette! I don't even know her and I'm calling her mine.
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Casey stared at the front door of her old home debating on what she should tell Derek. Getting the courage Casey turned the door handle open and hesitantly walked in. She noticed a grown-up Marti who was half way down the stairs.
"Casey!" Marti screamed like she was still an eight year old. The teen ran down the stairs and leaped into Casey's arms.
"Wow, Marti, you've grown up so much."
"Thanks Casey."
"Well, well, well," A voice sounded from the stairs. "Looks like Klutzi-Casey?!" Derek gaped at his step-sister, the woman he had sex with.
Casey nervously waited for another response from Derek. Tired of waiting for him to respond she decided to take the first step.
Derek couldn't believe his eyes. The woman, who has been on his mind since he laid his eyes on her, is Casey. His step-sister/nemesis since their parents got married. He thought his step-sister was hot. Derek snapped out of his thoughts as he heard her speak.
"H-hi Derek."
"Klutzilla," he said with a smirk concealing his shock. "Nice to see you home again," he sarcastically said. "How long has it been? 3 years since you've been home."
Deciding not to let Derek get to her, Casey smirked and said, "Still a player?"
"What can I say?" he smiled. "I'm a ladies man."
"You-you crook!"
"Crook," he laughed. "That's the best you could come up with."
Casey glared at him before stomping up the stairs to her room and slamming the door.
Breathing a sigh of relief Derek grabs his cell phone and headed up to his room.
"Hey, it's Derek," he paused waiting for a response. "Yeah. Listen, I need a favor."