A/N: Hey Everyone! This is my first ever FanFic. So be gentle... Reviews are very much appreciated! Anything to help me improve to make this better. This originated from a trailer I made on my youtube so if you ever got lost in the story you can always refer to that. Also I changed the format in the first two chapters to match the other chapters! It's the same content just changed it so it's easier to read. One last thing you should know is that the POV changes from time to time but you'll figure that out. Sorry, Okay well here's the first chapter...
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Oh my Gosh. Kendra is totally evil. I really just don't get her. Why does she consistently have to throw herself at Max every chance she gets I mean seriously. We used to be such great friends. You know when she was dating Derek I was always by her side and I always consoled her when Derek was totally being a jerk to her (Derek is a jerk to anyone but that's beside the point) she really needs to get off Max. I mean, it's bad enough that she asked him to the Valentine's Day Dance but come on. She blames me for her and Derek's break up. She seriously said that to me a week ago.
"Casey," she says to me when we were at my house. "Why did you have to tell me that Derek hit on that girl from your ballet class? I mean seriously we were doing great and then you had to open your big mouth and we are broken up and it sucks and it's entirely your fault!" She sassed before marching out of my house.
Okay so in my defense, I was protecting Kendra. He seriously was cheating on her and kept flirting and asking girls out behind her back. I was being a great friend and was there for her. How do you ask does she repay me by flirting with my guy every chance she gets. I
mean, okay technically he's not my guy considering he hasn't even asked me out yet or flirted with me in the slightest but still she knew I liked him and went after him because she blames me for she and Derek's break up.
You know whose fault all of this really is though. It's Derek's fault! It's his fault! If he hadn't cheated on her and I caught him Kendra and I would go back to being friends and would forget about all of this nonsense. I hate him I seriously hate him!
Kendra is still flirting with Max in the Courtyard thank god school is over and I can go home and forget about them. Unfortunately Derek is home so that's a disadvantage. Good thing though I get to go home and scream at him for what he did. You know screwing up my life to which since our parents got married he's grown accustomed to.
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Casey just walked in the door well maybe it was more of a stomp through but you get the point. Boy her face is red. I actually think I just saw a flash of scarlet in her eyes. She's mad. Okay she's furious. I think I know what it's about, that whole thing with Kendra. Well what can I say I'm a guy and I seriously cannot deny what is in my nature to do. I am a man after all.
Uh-oh, she spotted me.
"Derek Michael VENTURI!" I could feel her anger rising as she spoke my last name.
"Oh hey ya Case. I'm pleased to see you to," I chuckled trying to break the tension.
She didn't laugh. No she stayed completely stoic and she started staring me down. "Do you realize what you have done?"
"Well I invaded the principals office, tied Shlepper to the flagpole, Oh and I got caught making out in the Janitor's Closet." I said smiling.
Casey just gave me a darker look and then continued on what it seemed like monologue. "Kendra's mad at me and now she's flirting with my max every time she gets and you just sit there and you don't care. This really isn't surprising because you don't care about anything but yourself! You are just one great big prat Derek Venturi. The day our parents got married was the worst day of my life. You don't care, you don't care about anything. Yet I guess that's not a total surprise this is Derek we're talking about."
"Oh geeze... Are you finished yet or do you have another three verses to the speech your reading off?" I said cutting her off. She is so uptight I mean seriously. I have never met a woman who took such pleasure in giving 5 minute lectures.
"I hate you Derek Venturi!" She yelled before running up the stairs in tears. Oi! Again with the tears...
"Well join the club Case! They have t-shirts now!" I yelled up the stairs smiling to myself.
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Oh my gosh, I hate Derek! I absolutely hate him! We just got into it just now downstairs. I was yelling at him and he was just so... so... DEREK! I seriously have never met a guy who took such pleasure in making someone else miserable!
My life is totally miserable. I mean I'm the new girl even after 2 years of living here. I'm still known as "Klutzilla." So naturally I'm completely unpopular. Maybe that's why Max doesn't notice me. Oh... if only there was a way he could finally notice me.
I hear a knock on my door. I hope it's not Derek I don't know if I can handle another battle. I run to the door and open it.
It's mom.
"Casey! Good! Well okay I need a favor."
"What is it?"
"Well grandma is coming down for the weekend and since we don't have a guest room she needs somewhere to stay. I was hoping she could take your room and you can take the attic. Just for the weekend."
"Why can't she take Derek's Room?"
"Well Casey she is your grandmother and she needs to be near the bathroom. You remember what happened on thanksgiving."
"Oh My God mom eew so don't bring that up. She can have my room its fine."
"Great well you better start clearing some space in the attic. It's still furnished remember when that was almost going to be Edwin's Room?"
She's coming down tomorrow so I thought I should start packing my stuff to take up there with me for the weekend anyway. I grabbed my duffel from closet and grabbed some clothes, make up, portable vanity, journal, laptop…etc. When I was finished packing I went up to the attic and started putting my things away.
When I went to place my journal in the night stand drawer that's when I saw it, the book that would hold all the answers to my problems. A book entitled, "How to Be Popular." It looked like it was written maybe 50 or so years ago judging by the binding and the shape it was in.
I took out the book and began flipping through the pages. I swear it was a god send. Things are going to start changing, I know it.
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Casey's been up in her room for a while now. Maybe I was a little harsh on her. I mean it was my fault that she's not getting along with Kendra. Not to mention, the whole Klutzilla thing I started still hasn't properly wore off yet and it's been nearly 2 years. Though what does she expect. Like I said, I'm a guy.
Eh... maybe I'll just drop by for a few minutes just to see what's going on. I start stalking up the stair case. I hope she's not crying. I hate the tears, I can't take the tears. I regretfully tap on the door.
"Casey, open up. Don't cry I can't take the tears. No tears!" I say. When nothing happens. I open the door. Okay that may have been a tad rude but you know whatever. She's going to listen. I don't come up here everyday.
I opened the door only to see that her room is empty. Nora comes up behind me.
"What are you doing in Casey's Room?" she asks curiously.
"Looking for Casey where is she?"
"She must be up in the attic getting settled because her grandmother is coming up this weekend."
I nod and find my way to the stairs for the attic. I march up the stairs and see Casey immersed in a book.
"Casey, what are you doing?"