I am trying to make this story in both perspectives of Derek and Casey...sorry if it is more one sided for now. I am going to try to get more of Derek's POV in the next coupld chapters. Then hopefully mix it up a bit.

BTW, this chapter starts to get a wee bit more sexual, but not too much. I want to get to that point, but they have only just met, so nothing all that bad...yet.

I want to try and keep updating as often as I can! More you review though, the faster I will want to put up new chapters. wink! wink!

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Dinner ended up not being as bad as she thought. Casey tried her best to ignore Derek as best as she could, which seemed to be a little easier than she thought, considering she sat as far away from him as she possibly could. She picked a seat in between her sister Lizzie and Marti. Casey was surprised with how taken she had been with the little girl. She reminded herself of what she had been like as a child.

As Marti was showing Casey the correct technique to balance a spoon on one's nose, they both started laughing as Casey kept trying to stare at the spoon; thus crossing her eyes in the process. Marti was about to fall off her chair from laughing when they heard a chuckle coming from the other side of the table. When Casey looked up, she saw Derek looking at her with a grin on his face. Casey, immediately, took the spoon off her nose and could feel her face reddening. When she looked at Derek again, he was still looking at her and he still had the grin on his face, but it seemed to have a more genuine appearance rather than the mockery she had expected.

As dinner started whining down, George and his family said thank you and good night as they walked over to their house next door. Finally, Casey was glad to be free of the presence of Derek Venturi. All she wanted to do was go upstairs to her room, read a good book, and fall asleep to the sound of the crickets and the darkening sky.

When she finally got finished with getting herself ready for bed, Casey tucked herself into her bed with one of her favorite books: Pride and Prejudice. The idea of a powerful woman and the man who isn't afraid to say, "I love you…most ardently," it just seemed to make Casey love the simplistic ideals of the time. As she was just getting to a good part, Casey heard the distinct sound of Linkin Park coming from her window.

"What the hell?" As she got off her bed to go investigate, she didn't even think about putting on a shirt over her tank top. She moved her curtains and opened her window to find that the window at the next house directly across from hers sounded like a rock concert was going on. All she could do was stare for a second, until finally somebody came into view….Derek.

It seemed he didn't notice that she was out there yet. Casey was about to make her whereabouts known when Derek pulled his shirt over his head. Casey straightened so suddenly that she hit the top of her head on the window. She had to bit her lip to keep herself from crying out, otherwise reveal herself spying on a semi-naked Derek Venturi. For reasons unknown to herself, she couldn't help but watch him as he walked around his room in just his jeans while bobbing his head to the music. Out of nowhere, Derek started doing his best air guitar pose and just jamming to the music. Casey couldn't help but giggle a little bit. Not so much at him, but also because he seemed like a big kid. He really does look hot with his shirt off and all sweaty like that. Still trapped in her reverie, she didn't even remember to admonish herself for such a thought. Finally he slowed down some of his moves to put his hands at the button of his pants, and began to undo the button and the zipper.

As Casey's eyes registered what was about to happen, a little flutter in her stomach made her heart beat even faster and made her whole body tingle. Ignoring this feeling, Casey knew she had to make herself known or else be lost in the site of a very naked Derek.

"Hello...Derek is that you?" Trying to pretend that she had just gotten to the window and had not been standing there for approximately 8 minutes and 54 seconds...give or take. Derek walked to the window and looked out to see Casey leaning with little but a tank top on. He was really surprised with how cute she looked in the window in her nightshirt. He started wondering if she wore those cute little shorts that a lot of girls wore to bed...or maybe Casey only wore a tank top to bed. Or maybe she really didn't weart any...Derek suddenly was thankful that there was a wide expanse separating their bodies at the moment.

"Hey, Casey. Are you trying to spy on me getting ready for bed? His smile seemed to laugh at the expression that her face had made from that little comment. He loved it when he could make her face go all flushed like that.

"Derek, could you turn down the music? Some of us are trying to sleep!"

"It is only 9:30, I have very lenient music privliges until 10."

"Der-ek! I am telling you to turn down the music!"

"Oh, now you are telling me? Goodness, Casey, where are your manners really?"

"They moved out of here as soon as you moved in! Now, PLEASE, turn the music down."

"Well, since you said it so nice like that, and because you look so cute in that shirt, why not?"

Casey finally realized that she had only been wearing her tank top that barely covered her breasts, let alone the shape or what the cool night breeze was doing to them now. For what seemed like the hundredth time that night, Casey's face reddened and she crossed her arms over her chest, not realizing that all that did was make her breasts stick out father from the top of her shirt.

Derek didn't seem to mind, he was grateful for the darkness of the night so that he could take a few peeks without her noticing too much. He didn't make any comment about her newest pose, otherwise, she might try to cover that up to. For some reason, Derek wanted this conversation to continue, even though his head said let her go while his other head was a little more interested in the the top of her shirt. He used a remote control to turn off the track that was playing and turned back to Casey finding her starting to shut her window.

"Hey…Casey wait!"

"What?"

"I just wanted to talk for a minute."

"I am kinda busy right now."

What are you doing?"

"Reading."

"What are you reading."

Rolling her eyes, Casey turned completely back to the window, again forgeting the tank top, and resolved to talking to Derek. "I am reading Pride and Prejudice."

"That is a great book."

"You have read it?" Casey said unable to hold the shock from her voice.

"Yes, I do read you know. But actually we had to read it in school once. I really thought it was kinda funny."

"Yea, I guess you can get that from it, too...Well I am going to go back."

"Hey...Casey...can you do me a favor?"

"Depends on what it is?"

"Well tomorrow is my first day at your school and I was wondering if you wanted to drive with me?"

"Why would you want to do that?"

"Well I figure you can show me where the place is and how to get to the office, and in return I will give you a ride tomorrow."

"I guess...I'll meet you at your car at 7:30."

"Alright, good night Casey. Oh, and you might want to think twice on what you wear the next time we have one of these late at night window chats." Derek said this as he once again looked down at her breasts.

"Der-ek! GOOD NIGHT!" Casey shut the window and closed her curtains, but she could still hear Derek's laughter even when she sat down on her bed.

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