First Life With Derek fic, so be gentle! And thank you for tuning in.

Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own LWD otherwise Derek would just be... well anyway I don't own it.

Note: Just so you know I did things a little differently. When I put this "FxB" it means the beginning of a flashback. And this "x-x-x" means a character change.

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Chapter One

I tap my pencil tip feverishly on the lined paper. Nothing. Okay, so my English teacher decided it would be a good idea to have us write an essay about what we thought to be our greatest moment in life. And of course, the simple boring person I am, I have nothing to write about.

Bang, thud.

I jump startled, turn and see it's just my devilish stepbrother, Derek, breaking into my room.

"Derek! What are you doing in here?"

"If you must know," He pauses flipping over the neatly placed books on my shelf.

"Yeah, well I must!" I burst from my chair, crossing my arms.

"I'm looking for my cd." He replied smugly, approaching my desk.

"Uh, and you think I have it?" I pushed him away from my open draws. "That would have involved me going into your disgusting hole of a room."

"Yeah." He gave me his priceless smirk, and went to look through the rest of my things.

"I don't have it. So, will you just get out so I can finish my homework!"

"Such a nerd you are Casey." He replied smoothly, lifting the lid to my foot chest.

"Derek!" I screeched even louder, putting my full force to push him from the chest. Sending him on my bed flat on his back, and me right on top of him.

I felt my lip quiver and my air catch in my throat, looking down into his dark eyes. His expression was different from usual, his eyes were soft and kind. I knew what was going to happen, we both knew. Our breathes became shallow and I felt his face inching closer to me. Then I let my body melt into him, as his lips pressed against mine. His hand found it's way tousled in my hair, his fingers massaging my scalp lightly. I felt his tongue graze my bottom lip, waiting for entrance, which I allowed without any objections. And I lost all my inhibitions, as he took one arm under my back and turned me over, so I was now under him. His fingers traced over the curves of my side and I felt my stomach flutter. I felt myself getting to that place again. I was getting to that place I could never go again.

"Derek.." I whispered so quietly I was suprised he even heard it.

"Please, Casey." He begged me, brushing some stray hairs from my face, placing featherlight kisses across my neck.

"We can't." I took one of my hands and closed it over his which rested at the base of my collar bone, regaining my composure. "We can't do this again."

FxB

"Derek?" My mother called up the tunnel of stairs.

I plopped onto the couch, glancing down at my wristwatch. "He's gonna make us late, he always does this!"

"I'll handle this, get the kids in the car." George placed a small peck to my mother's forehead, nodding towards the front door. "Derek, get down here!"

"What?" He thumped down the stairs, his black duffle thrown over his shoulder.

His father rolled his eyes, clapping a hand on his shoulder. "Get in the car son."

"Finally." I mutter as they enter the car, Derek taking a seat in the back row to my left.

"Smerek, are you 'cited?!" Marti sitting in the row right before us screamed, throwing her little hands up in the air.

He took a look around the car, slouching down putting his headphones on and replying smug and sarcastic. "Oh, so excited."

I let myself scoff over his response, and stared out the window. Three thousand miles, in a car with the whole Macdonald-Venturi family. If that's not exciting I don't know what is.

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A/N: Sorry if I confused anyone with the whole first part. But it will get better I promise! Okay:squeezes eyes shut and crouches under desk:: I'm ready for it, review me!!! And once i get five reviews i will update!