Disclaimer: I don't own Life with Derek
Title: Deep Blue Sea
Chapter 2
Right but Wrong Decision
So here we are about two weeks into my new family life. My stepsister Lizzie is cool. A great kid. And Casey? Well……she is officially a Klutz and a Grade Grubber. Hey, it's not my fault she can't act normal like everyone else and not fall on flat surface or ask for a better grade when she ALREADY HAS A FREAKIN' A! I swear she's probably a blonde.
(NOTE: No offense to all the blondes, I am blonde myself)
But I can't imagine her with blonde hair. I mean her hair is beautiful and brown. Her eyes are blue. A deep crystal blue that captivates you so much you can't look away and….and Derek what are you blabbering about? So as I was saying last time, something really fishy is going on with the McDonald clan. I mean, what's with the glances and sweet smiles all the time. And the odd aura feeling? It creeps me out. It makes me feel like I'm swimming in the ocean. Weird.
Although I would originally ignore someone like Casey, but this issue seriously bothered me. So I decided to investigate. Yes me, Derek Venturi. Not Lizzie and Edwin the official spies of our household. I even made a plan. I would go into her room, when she's not there of course, and…..um….what am I even looking for? Seriously, what was I planning to find? That wasn't the way to do it. To find out, I had to get close to Casey. Yep, that's it. I get close to Casey, she tells me everything and I know everything. I'm so smart. But then….What am I going to do with that information? Why am I even into finding out about this aura. Seriously, people are strange in their own freakish way. I mean look at me…no I'm cool. After arguing with myself for about 3 days, I finally decided to give up on this "mission." There was no point in it.
So here we are on a regular Tuesday night, I'm watching Hockey reruns on TV when Casey strolls into the living room that we remodeled too, after our bedroom escapades, from the kitchen. She plopped down on the couch. I stared at her for a second and turned to watch the hockey game. For some reason I really couldn't concentrate. From the corner of my eye, Casey sat motionless. Motionless I tell you. Like a statue. It didn't even look like she was breathing. I looked over to see if she was ok. Not showing concern here, but I just don't want to deal with a dead body. As I looked over, she sighed. I stared at her for a second then decided to break the silence.
"So… Casey. What you up to?"
"….."
"Case?"
" ..*sigh*… I miss the sea."
I stared at her in confusion. That I didn't see coming. But then again, look at her room.
"The sea?"
"yeah. It's been 3 years since I've been to the sea."
"Wow. I haven't been to the sea since I was 5 and I don't miss it."
"Well, you don't have a reason to miss it. You probably don't even like the sea. Do you like the sea Derek?"
Okay, the way she said that, seriously freaked me out. She didn't move. Only her lips moved, and when she spoke, it was like singing.
"I don't know. Not really. It's too salty and sticky and sandy."
"Hmm."
"Why do you like the sea so much?"
She startled me when she turned abruptly to face me. She sat for a second thinking about her answer.
"I just like it."
"Right. And you miss it because it's been 3 years. Okay."
Casey looked at me suspiciously.
"What's wrong with you Derek? Why are you suddenly interested in my well being?"
"I'm not interested. It's just….it's just… you were sitting there like a statue annoying me."
"My sitting like a statue annoyed you."
"Yes."
"okay….."
I turned to the TV again but didn't concentrate. I was using my peripheral vision to watch her. She sat still again for a minute and then got up to the door. What was she doing now? Why did I talk to her? Would she think anything weird?
I hope that you liked the this chapter. Sorry if it was rushed. Please comment. Just a reminder: only when otherwise stated will it be someone else other than Derek. Chapter 3 coming soon.
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