Thank you for all of your support. Last Saturday, my mom said that they (the hospital) was letting my uncle leave. They said the insurance company doesn't want to pay for him to stay in the hospital anymore. So now my mom and aunts have to stay with him for the next couple of weeks, or until my uncle can no longer function without someone being around him. (which really pisses me off because he can't walk without help RIGHT NOW) Then at that time will they bring him back.
And I'm sorry, I actually had this written last Saturday but my uncle left the hospital and I forgot about it until last night.
Okay, this chapter is shorter. I apologize now and promise to make the next chapter longer and more dramatic.
Oh, and I should warn you, the rating still has a chance to go up. You'll see I started to add some things that may or may not have me put the M rating on this story. Meanwhile, I'm still deciding on it, but as of right now it is still rated T.
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A/N: "Thoughts are in italics"
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Life with Derek
Changes: Chapter 3
Casey's room: 2:38 AM Tuesday morning
"Derek!" Casey moans quietly. "Oh, Derek!"
Casey jumps up and lets out a little squeal. She sighs and takes a deep breath as she wakes up for about the fifth time. She wipes the sweat from her brow again and turns on her small book light. She searches for her diary and goes to an empty page.
"This is just a reaction to what happened on Saturday. Nothing has changed between Derek and me. This is just my imagination running wild. A bit too wild, but everything should be fine by tomorrow."
7:00 AM:
"Derek!" Casey shouts as she wakes up. She looks around and sees no one there.
"It's okay. You got about 20 minutes sleep between 1 and 1:30. About 15 between 3:30 and 3:50, and an hour between 5 and 6:00. That's about two hours it should be good enough for the day." Casey mumbles to herself.
Casey gets out of bed. Her brain dragging her body across the room to grab some new clothes and get ready for school. She walks out of her room slowly and heads toward the bathroom. As she opens the door, Derek walks out of the bathroom, messy hair and all. She looks at him and sees his famous smirk on his face. She ignores him, pushing him out of the doorway and slamming the door behind her.
"Fiesty today. Can't blame her. Staying up half the night moaning my name. HA! HA! HA! I can use that to mess with her. Oh, it will be swwweeeet!"
Derek walks back into his room. He grabs a shirt off the ground and throw it on top of the one he is already wearing to completely his look. He grabs his MP3 player and runs downstairs to eat breakfast.
"So, Derek what was going on with you and Casey yesterday?" Edwin asks.
"You know the princess, always finds some way to blame me for her life being miserable." Derek says matter-of-factly.
"That's it?" Edwin asks.
"Yeah, what did you think was going on?" Derek asks annoyed.
"Never mind." Edwin quickly says.
"Speak of the princess." Derek laughs.
Casey walks into the kitchen. Her hair is a mess, face pale, and eyes closed. She is greeted with looks from Edwin, Marti, Derek and George. Nora and Lizzie look at her in fear and worry. As Casey gets closer to the counter, Derek's smirk widens on his face. Casey just scoffs at him and grabs a bowl from the cabinet.
"Casey, are you all right?" Lizzie asks.
"Yeah... YEAH. I'm fine." Casey shouts in defense.
"Begtodiffer." Derek mumbles.
"What?" Casey growls.
"Nothing." Derek says.
"Casey, you look like you've only had a few hours of sleep." Lizzie says.
"Oh, someone having nightmares." Derek smirks. "Or really dirty dreams."
"DER-EK!" Casey screams.
"Derek, enough. Get ready for school." George says.
"Alright." Derek smiles.
Casey leaves the table and grabs her jacket. Derek watches her closely, as if she is the only person in the house. Edwin and Marti look at him in confusion. He glare at Edwin and picks up Marti to drag attention off of him.
"Derek, lets go." Casey says.
"See ya." Derek smiles at Marti.
The ride to school is hard on both Derek and Casey. Derek focuses on the road and Casey looks out the passenger window. They ignore each other most of the ride there. When the song changes on the radio station both of them jump to change it.
As they both reach for the dial their hands touch. Casey immediately pulls her hand back and turns a bright shade of red. Derek continues to change the station until he finds something worth listening to. The car continues to be silent, less the radio.
When they get to school, Derek turns to her and stares at her. Casey shifts uncomfortable in the seat as Derek continues to stare. She tries to open the door but to no avail.
"Derek, let me out of the car." Casey pleads.
"No, we need to talk." Derek says.
"No, we don't." Casey says.
"Casey, what is happening between us?" Derek asks.
"Nothing is happening between us. Everything is fine between us. We continue to hate each other until the day we die." Casey explains.
"That's why you moan my name in your sleep." Derek says softly.
"What...did...you...say." Casey says angrily.
"I said, so that's why you were moaning my name in your sleep last night." Derek smirks.
"I was YELLING your name in my sleep. But because I kept waking up my voice sounded softer." Casey tries to explain as her face turns a bright red. "Like I would ever moan your name. Great, now I'm going to have to watch a couple hundred "girly movies" just to get that image out of my head. Urgh, I hate you."
"I could think of a way. NO! NO! NO! Derek control yourself. Remember you only want to mess with Casey's mind not her body. Remember mind over body."
"What?" Casey asks.
"Nothing. Get out." Derek says.
"Gladly." Casey shouts.
"Stop thinking about him. STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM. Just ignore what Truman said and you'll be fine. NO! NO! NO! Focus on school and dance. SCHOOL and DANCE. Not him."
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Again, sorry for the short chapter. I just needed to write this to fill in my 1 "Bad" Chapter Quota and I thought I would just torture you until next chapter to explain about certain things. (MWAH...HA...HA...HA!)
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