Thank you all so much for the reviews! But a HUGE shout-out to teamwerewolf62 for being the first and only person for adding me as a favorite author! I feel special 3 By the way, my e-mail didn't show up before! It's kelsey_ . (Yeah, confession, I'm Kelsey.) Do you guys like the name Craig? My friend, Miranda, says that it sounds like it would be a sad, lonely gay guy with 9 cats' name. Anyway, let's get on with that chapter that so few people are ready for!

Disclaimer: I hate writing these. It's kind of obvious that I don't own DP. :/

All the Right Moves by One Republic

I know things are looking up

But soon they'll take us down

Before anybody's knowing our name

After I finished talking with Craig, I was walking back to my room and caught Derek sneaking into the kitchen. I had nothing better to do, so I followed him, well aware that he could hear every step, and every breath, that I took.

"So, what do you think of the other guys?" I asked him.

"They're alright." He was so not getting away with that answer.

"Just alright? One word?" I pressed.

"I didn't talk to any of them. If you haven't noticed, I'm not very socialable." Oh, I had noticed. Everyone noticed. Most people steered clear of Derek. It's instinct. My wiring was just messed up.

"…But you heard them, right, Superwolf?" I joked. This was the only way to get an opinion about something common and un-dangerous from Derek. You had to pry.

"Yes, I heard them," he finally admitted.

"…And your thoughts, Derek?" I pressed. He was so stubborn. Ugh.

"Chealsy and Sydney are obsessed with any form of clothing. Kelsey and Aiden are obsessed with each other. Greg is obsessed with himself. And I hate Craig," he vented, all in one breath. I don't know what his problem with Craig was. He was nice…and gorgeous and funny, and wonderful – but I like Simon…right?

"Why do you hate Craig?" I demanded. I really liked him. Wait…did I just put emphasis on 'really' when I thought that? I did, didn't I? Oh boy.

"No reason, really. I just get a bad…vibe from him is all." He was so lying! His shoulders were tense and he wouldn't look me in the eyes. He was staring at my nose and every so often his gaze would drop to my lips. We moved on.

We reached the kitchen, I grabbed a soda from the fridge, and hopped up on the counter – watching Derek move silently around. He grabbed an apple and a soda and joined my on the counter. He chomped his apple and I sipped my soda…in silence. But it was a comfortable silence, like when we were walking to the bus stop. Thinking of that brought back a flood of memories from the past few weeks.

I stiffened as I realized that Derek should be changing soon. I automatically reached my hand up to feel his forehead. He inched back in surprise, and I cocked my head to the right giving him one of those Don't even try, because it won't work looks. His forehead felt warm…not hot, only warm.

"How soon?" I whispered to him, knowing that he could hear me as well as if I had shouted it.

"At most 48 hours," he said, louder than I did, because I couldn't hear what he said if he whispered. He's the one with super-human senses, after all.

"I'll be there," I said, trying to fill my voice with authority so that he wouldn't protest. ...And he didn't. He simply tilted his head slightly away from me and muttered a quiet, but audible, 'okay'. This really did surprise me and my eyes widened slightly. I knew he thought I did so much, but I really only rubbed his shoulders and murmured false truths. I just thought that after what happened last time…

Derek's head whipped to the right. I followed suit. I listened carefully blocking out even my breathing. I heard footsteps on the stairs coming toward the kitchen. Derek grabbed my hand softly and pulled me off the counter. He led me to another door. This one led outside.

There were trees all lining the west side of the house. Which it just happened that my and Derek's rooms were all on that side. Simon and Derek's room was right next to mine and Tori's. He gave me a leg up and I scrambled up the tree into the safety of my room, and looked back out the window as Derek did the same.

For the first time in a long time…I felt like a normal, mischievous teenager.

Hey, as always, hope you liked it!! Just another boring chapter until I can fit in my very suspenseful schedule for this piece. ;D Please review!