Hey guys, I know it's been a while. You got to give me some credit though, I'm working two jobs, going to college full time, not to mention the volunteering that I do. But here is my current muse. It's going to be roughly a ten shot.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dasey...sadly
Casey found that she gave a sigh of relief as the prince pulled up to the busy sight of students exploring the Queens. The car ride felt longer than she expected, but maybe it was because Derek was driving. She saw out of the corner of her eye Derek's body tense; he reached for the door, but she stopped him.
"Remember what we promised. As far as everyone is concerned we don't know each other." Derek rolled his eyes as he reached for the door handle.
"Derek, I mean it." By this time he was already out of the car.
"I'm sorry, who are you again?" Slamming the door before she could yell at him some more. Casey ran her fingers through her hair. He would be the death of her one day. She closed her eyes as she rested her head remember that night. It all came rushing back.
They both were fighting all day; Nora and George had even sent them to their rooms to cool off for a bit. The strange thing was she couldn't remember what they were fighting about. It might of dealt with Derek making a snide remark about New York; but she was never sure anymore.
"Just please try and look out for each other."
"Sure." In this case she didn't feel bad about lying; Derek and her promise came first.
"Just let me know when you're all settled in."
"Bye mom." She gathered up her things and allowed the exciting atmosphere consume her. A smile slowly formed on her lips. Derek had probably started his friendship with the hockey team as well as working his charms with the first "hot" girl he sees. Her mind began to swirl about a certain brunette, and to get her mind off him she opened her ears to the world around her. She couldn't decide what was worse, that her thoughts revolved around him or the gossip about him she heard.
"Hello Ladies." This guy was worse than he was, Derek decided. The boy named Johnathan received a slap on the back of the head from the team captain Chris Patters. Derek just smirked because he deserved it.
"Give it up Jonathan." Derek replied.
"One day I will be dating the hottest chick in school and you guys will eat your own words." The captain sat up. The boys noticed and started looking to see how he had his eye on. He uttered one word and nodded.
"Her." Derek followed his gaze and felt his face grow pale. He cursed silently.
"Haven't seen her before; she's either a transfer or a freshman." One hockey player suggested. Chris's eyes narrowed when a boy walked up to her. Derek's body tensed.
"Lipinski, find out her name."
"Maybe I should"-
"You're not through tryouts yet Derek; you know I can't let you do that. You have to prove yourself." Derek but his lip and his knuckles curled. He then remembered the pact and let out a breath. She was going to be the death of him, and she wouldn't even know it. Watching Casey talk-no flirt with this guy he felt like he needed a trashcan, but he couldn't bring himself to look away.
Casey smiled at the boy. He saved her from pulling a klutzilla at the start of her college career. He gave her a flirty smile and said his name; Cory. She replied with thanks and introduced herself. They stood there talking and Casey found herself flirting. Casey found herself looking over his shoulder and found Derek's chocolate eyes.
"Looks like you caught the eye of the captain of the hockey team."
"Really?" She felt her cheeks grow pink and her eyes fell to the ground.
"I don't think so."
"Then why is he looking at you?"
"He's not-" She stopped herself when she saw he was right. She felt her breath hitched as Derek's eyes was still on her.
"I got to go to class, but it was nice meeting oyu, Casey." She watched him go only to be greeted by another boy.
" Hey, what's your name. I'm Robert." She noticed the varsity jacket and smiled. "I haven't seen you around before."
"It's my first year here."
"Queens have a lot you can do. The captain would really like it if you attended our first game." She nodded.
"I think I'd like that." Of course she wasn't really into hockey, she knew very little since Derek would refuse to teach her, and after asking about the football, she wasn't sure she wanted to learn. Otherwise she might have made a fool of herself right now.
"There's an after party too, just so you know."
"See you there." As he walked away she couldn't stop smiling. Derek is probably so angry- she stopped herself. The first thing she thought of was Derek. She looked to where he was before and he was gone. She tried to convince herself that this was a good thing. They had stood each other for four years. She should be happy that he accepted the pact. All he would have done was make her life a nightmare. She was a new person here, free. Maybe she didn't feel like it because she felt trapped by those brown eyes. She shrugged it off and headed towards her dorm.
Derek knew exactly who his roommate was, sure ti took a little bit of bribing, but it was important for him to get to know Chris. From his college career he hoped to get drafted. His whole career rested on this. He opened the door and pulled his packed bag in. Chris had already unpacked his stuff, to which Derek was glad. He didn't want to look like too much of a suck up. He heard the shower going so he put his things on the floor. He fell back on his bed and closed his eyes. His mind floated back to the week before they had left for Queens. He had reached the epiphany that Casey wasn't his step-sister nor would he even consider her to be that way. He had kept it quiet because he knew exactly where she stood on the whole thing. When he finally gained enough courage to tell her he didn't want to be separated that he wanted to at least be friends, she came up with that stupid pack. He complied, but in a split second he let his guard down and allowed her to see him hurt, then he recomposed himself, and allowed his heart to harden for the meantime.
The scene kept playing in his mind no matter how hard he tried to erase it.
It was a long day and he had finally built enough courage to come up with a speech that in all reality probably was terrible. He couldn't take it anymore and opened the door. He only got to Casey's door before the majority of his courage faded. He burst through her door without thinking. Casey looked up from her bed.
"Great, I was just about to go talk to you." His heart skipped a beat.
"I think we should pretend not to know each other at Queens." That was not what he expected.
"Fine." His voice was stone cold. Their eyes locked for too long and he saw her face soften. She knew something was wrong. He took the opportunity to leave before she could even ask he never tried to bring it up again.
"My advice, don't be a suck up, it won't work Derek." The words snapped him out of the nightmare his mind kept replaying.
"I got to go meet someone."
"Girlfriend eh? I would keep the pda to a minimum the guys don't let up on freshmen."
"I'll keep that in mind." He said not denying the fact. Chris would clip if he knew who he was going to go see.
"He had dreamy brown eyes and when he caught me from falling he felt like he had a great body." Casey wanted to die. Her roommate was a blonde bimbo and had been talking to her friend for the better part of an hour about this guy. She was half way relieved when there was knowck on her door, that is until she cracked it open and there stood Derek.
"What are you doing here?" She whispered.
"Happy to see you too princess." He muttered.
"Miss McDonald, the dean needs to see you." He faked a different accent.
"Casey, come on." He started to pull on her arm.
"You really want to stay here?" Casey looked back at her gabbing roommates and closed the door only to reopen it with a coat in her hand. A smirk played Derek's lips.
"Not a word Venturi." His smirk grew.
"And wipe that smirk off before I claw it off."
"Derek Venturi, don't you dare." He had that look in his eyes. His hand was in the water ready to splash her. He shook his head while letting out a chuckle.
"You never change,: Their eyes locked.
"Neither do you." She replied heartfelt.
"I think the ladies would disagree." Feel-good moment ruined.
"Der-ek!" She splashed him. "Gross."
"They would disagree with that too." He wiggled his eyebrows. She splashed at him a second time.
"You're playing a dangerous game McDonald."
"I'm not scared of you." He chased after her, not stopping till his arms surrounded her. It wasn't till after that she came to an epiphany.
"You're the guy that all the girls want to see naked!" Her face grew a red shade.
"Well Casey, all you had to do was ask." She pushed him away. Her mood was instantly dampened. Derek knew her well enough to know that he had crossed a line, would he admit it, and well that was two different things.
"Casey." His voice was soft and enticing.
"I should be getting back."
"Case," He called after her. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He didn't even know what exactly it was that set her off, but now she was mad at him. It would probably remain that way for a couple of days. Going after her now would just make it worse, so he did the only thing he could, go back to his dorm room.
Casey reached her dorm room and looked behind her to make sure Derek hadn't followed her. She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. She couldn't explain what just happened. She had felt safe when he latched his arms around her, and that couldn't happen. All she knew was she was going to try to avoid theses feelings…even if it was only for a little bit.
A.N.- It will pick up, I just had to start it somewhere. I should be able to post in about a week, after finals are over. :) Review please.