Like I said in the last chapter…I am going to try to go back and forth between points of view between Casey and Derek. So I will try to be as clear as I can so you can tell who is thinking what. I think as a rule of thumb I am going to have Casey's thoughts in thin Italics while I have Derek's in bold Italics. That way there will be no confusion with thoughts as least. This chapter is going to be fun so please enjoy and PLEASE REVIEW and tell me what you think!

Also, it is probably going to definitely get M rated from here on out, so don't read if you are weary of smut.

Disclaimer: I own notta…zip…nothing.

Her naked body laid next to him as her fingers trailed from his hair to his parted lips, where they lingered to feel his labored breathing. She continued the trail of her fingers down his chin to his neck and continued to his nipples where she pinched just a little. It was soft enough to seem innocent, but enough to know that he made her wild inside. She continued lowering her hand with her nails lightly brushing over his chest as they descended. They met with the elastic of his boxers and she barely allowed the tips of her fingers to cross the barrier of his final undergarment.

She finally allowed her entire hand to grab his shaft causing his hips to rise. His moan was muffled by her lips brushing against his as an electric shock ran from his mouth and throughout his body causing the hairs everywhere to stand on end. She wetly kissed his mouth while pumping him up and down until he couldn't take it anymore.

In a quick movement that made her eyes wide, he had switched their positions with her on her back with her hands held captive above her head by his. He took one had and brushed a strand of hair that had fallen across her face. He kissed her with a ferocity that almost scared her. He could feel her body tremble from the pressure. Taking off his boxers and therefore the last of the obstacles between them; he pushed inside of her. The friction along with the moisture of her arousal was almost too much for him.

She was moaning and trying to get him to move inside her…to bring her that heaven that she knew he would. "Please Derek…Please," she begged him.

"God…you feel so good, Casey."

All of the sudden, Derek was in his room again. He was in his bed, but a certain girl was no where in there with him. Dammit, what the hell was that? Derek was starting to get up when he noticed that it was 7:13am. Shit! Shit! Shit! Have a sex dream about the girl and then you're late for her…get it together, Derek!

By taking a 3 minute shower, dressing, packing his bag, and skipping breakfast he was actually perfectly on time. He walked outside to find Casey already standing by his truck. He could feel heat coming up to his face knowing that less than a half hour ago, he was thinking about her in a very non-neighborly way.

"Hey Casey, you ready to go?"

"Yea, let's go."

They got into the truck and started toward the school. Because of the size of the truck, Casey was uncomfortably close to him. Derek made sure to keep his eyes on the road and decided to turn on some music as a distraction from his thoughts. He turned it to a hard rock station that seemed to blaring in the truck. It was perfect…loud enough to keep any thoughts of sexy, sultry Casey from entering his mind. All of the sudden, the station was changed to a light rock station and turned down considerably. He looked over to find Casey just taking her hand away from the dial and leaning back bouncing to the beat.

"Hey, I was listening to that."

"I really don't want to lose my hearing on the way to school Derek. Would it really kill you for one day?"

"Well I am not willing to find that one out."

"Please Derek?"

Derek straightened. "Please Derek…Please," she begged him. "God…you feel so good, Casey." That all too familiar memory kept Derek from arguing with her any further. He also seemed to speed up a little as if trying to get to school as fast as possible in order to break the confines of the truck that were keeping him way too close to Casey.

When they finally got to school, Casey took the lead and directed him to the principle's office. They said their goodbyes and went their separate ways. As Casey walked down the hall, Derek couldn't help but watch the sway of her hips as she walked with her tight jeans and conservative polo shirt. I wonder if there really could be a bad girl underneath all that good girl image…it doesn't matter Derek because you are never gonna find out. Just leave it be.

Derek headed into the office and picked up his schedule from the secretary. She also gave him a map of the school and told him that by the looks of his schedule that he would have the second of the four lunch periods. He wasn't too upset with his schedule either. First period was Advanced Biology, second was Western History, then Spanish, then lunch. After lunch he would have Comprehensive Writing and finally Gym. He was pretty good at most subjects at his last school to get by so he was sure that it would be the same way with these classes.

Derek walked to his first period sat down at a desk in the back and from there he just let the classes fly. When he got to his third period, Spanish, he was shocked to see Casey sitting in the front row. She seemed just as shocked as he was. Even though he was more partial to the back row, he made an exception since there was an open seat right behind Casey.

"Casey, I didn't know that you took Spanish?" he said as he took the seat behind her.

"I didn't know you took it either. Derek you do know that this is third year Spanish. You have already taken two years?"

"Por supuesto."

"Alright I guess…" as she turned around to face the board, Casey felt her chair lean backwards and held on for dear life. When her chair touched the ground again, she turned around to find an oh-so-innocent Derek looking at her with a grin.

"Don't do that!"

"Who me? I didn't do anything, Casey."

"You just leaned my chair back into the air…you know you did!"

"Alright…I won't do it again."

Without even responding, Casey turned back around and faced the front once again when she felt her chair go back once again followed by a small low chuckle from behind her. Class was about to start so she didn't have time to yell at him again and instead threw a wad of paper at his head and it barely missed its target. Derek had continued to laugh even as the teacher had begun to talk to the class.

After they left class, apparently forgetting their fight, Casey asked Derek which lunch he had.

"The woman in the office said that I had second lunch. What lunch do you have?"

"Same. But today I have to take third because I was going to be a teaching assistant for Mr. Hannon."

"Well…I actually met up with some people in my History class that were pretty cool, so I'll probably see if they're at the same lunch."

"Okay, well I better head out. I'll see you after school. Meet at your truck again?"

"Yea…see you then."

Casey walked down one hall and Derek walked the opposite. Lunch went by uneventful. When he got to his next class, Comprehensive Writing, he noticed a seat in the middle that was empty. When he sat down, he could feel someone looking at him. Derek looked around and found the eyes of a pretty blond girl. She seemed nice enough so he decided to introduce himself.

"Hey, I was just wondering something…I'm hoping that you have an answer for me."

"What is your question and I might have an answer for you." The girl seemed to sparkle at the attention of this unfamiliar boy.

"If this really is a writing class, then are we going to have to take tests? I don't think I could handle writing a paper and actually having to absorb knowledge about it too." The girl giggled at that one.

"You know, I'm not sure on that one. I think that we only write papers in this class though. So I wouldn't worry about it quite yet."

"I'm Derek."

"I'm Kendra."

"It's nice to meet you Kendra."

"You too, Derek."

Before they could continue their conversation, the teacher had begun class. As class was ending, Kendra passed a note to Derek. It read, 'What class do you have after this?' He wrote back that he had Gym. When he got the note back it read, 'Me too! Wanna walk with me?' After writing back sure, the bell wrung. He packed up his stuff and began walking with Kendra to the gymnasium. She was actually really nice. She was telling him about all the extracurricular activities that could be done at the school. She said that she was a cheerleader. That was when he mentioned to her that he had planned on trying out for the hockey team. That moved the conversation about his past in hockey. By the time they got to class, he was telling her about the time that he had been checked so hard once that he had dislocated his shoulder.

They entered the gym and separated to go to their separate locker rooms. After getting his locker number and combo from the coach, he headed to go change. When he got to his locker, there was a blonde-headed kid next to it. As he approached, the kid gave him a nod. Derek nodded back and said hey. The kid looked at him strangely for a second.

"You're new aren't you?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"Not really, I just know most people at this school."

"Oh, well in that case, I'm Derek Venturi."

"Derek, I am Sam. Welcome."

"Thanks."

They continued their conversation as they changed and headed out to the gym.

"So Derek, have you met anyone as school yet?"

"Well, I actually met some girl named Kendra. She seemed pretty cool."

"Kendra Mason actually talked to you?"

"Yea…is that a big deal?"
"Hell yea it is. She is probably the hottest and most popular girl in school."

"Not bad for a first day I guess."
"No, man, not bad at all."

"Well…um…what about Casey McDonald? Do you know anything about her?"

"Other than she's a bookworm and president of almost everything. She's pretty and all, but I don't think that she's really dated anyone much. But she has always seemed really nice. Why do you ask?"

"I moved in to the house next to hers is all."

"Well, I would be a little more preoccupied with Kendra right now. Do you have any idea how many guys would kill to have her even look at them?"

"Wow, I guess I don't." Funny thing was that as Derek thought about it, he kept seeing Casey's face instead of Kendra.

After school Derek headed back to his truck and found Casey there once again waiting for him.

"You ready to go home, Casey?"
"I suppose, I have a ton of homework to do tonight. I'm not going to have time for anything."

"I have a lot as well if it makes you feel any better."

"You're trying to make me feel better now?"

"Sorry lapse in character….let me rephrase, if you're going to let yourself mess with homework all night then you really are a nerd."

"Der-ek!"

"Hahaha…I couldn't help it. I was just kidding. The whole bookworm thing really is kinda cute anyway."

Casey was about to make a reply back, but after realizing what Derek had said all she could do was look at him. Without thinking Derek had actually told Casey that she was cute. He could feel his face blushing as he was beginning to get into the truck. This was the second time today and probably in his entire life that Derek had blushed. What is it about this girl? Both of them were a little shocked by his statement and silently agreed to ride the rest of the way home without saying another word.