Title: Learning to Share
Rating: T
Author: mylifeismine
Summary: For Casey and Derek, sharing the house was hard. Going to the same school was hard. Sharing the same bedroom? ...Is chaos. Dasey.
Genre: Romance/Humor
Length: Story

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Chapter One- Care Bears
♥Casey's POV♥

"I'm suppose to WHAT?!"

"You're going to sleep in Derek's room while Fiona is here," George said calmly.

Casey, breathe.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

"How long is she here?" Derek asked.

"Three months."

I looked over at my mom.

"She's not sleeping in my room," Derek retorted.

"I don't even want to go in your room," I said disgusted,

"It's just for three months."

"That's ninety-one days. Two thousand one hundred eighty-four hours. And 131040 seconds." I said loudly.

Derek looked over at me, "...Yeah. What she said."

I rolled my eyes.

"It might be longer, it might be shorter." George said.

"Wasn't Vicky suppose to come?" I asked.

"She decided to go to Brenda's," Fiona said.

"Who's Brenda?" Derek asked curiously.

"Some girl at my old school that's done every guy in the school."

Derek sat up.

"Control your hormones," I said smacking his head as I passed by him, putting the milk back in the fridge.

"Why are you even here?" I asked my aunt.

"Harry and I are in some...rough patches."

"I see..."

"So Casey, are you okay with rooming with Derek for a while?" mom asked cautiously.

"No, I'm not okay. Why can't I room with Lizzie?" I argued.

"Lizzie's room isn't big enough, and neither is Edwin's." George said.

"So you two are going to need to bunk together. And maybe you two will not argue as much and learn something about each other," mom said.

"Why can't we share my room?" I said.

I re-thought about the idea, and regretted saying it.

"Well...I don't think Fiona would like to sleep in Derek's room...due to the messy-ness and...other stuff," she said.

"Hey!" Derek defended, "My room is not mess or other stuff."

I ignored what Derek said, "And I would?"

"Well you can handle him." Mom said with a hopeful face.

I knew I wasn't gonna win this, so I gave in.

"Fine."

"We'll blow up the air mattress," George said, "And one of you can sleep on it, or you can rotate."

I thought about what Derek did on his bed.

Ew.

"...I'll stick to the mattress, George."

Derek smirked, "Good choice."

"Ugh."

As Derek made his way up the stairs, mom called out, "And Derek? Empty you bottom two drawers of your dresser too."

Derek's eyes narrowed.

After mom thanked me a million times, I went up to my room to pack.

I saw Fiona's stuff already in my room.

I stuff some of everything into two big duffel bags, and with a big sigh, headed over to Derek's room.

George and Edwin were blowing up the mattress.

I dumped my bags by the door, and headed downstairs.

"Mom, can I use the phone in your room?" I asked.

"Yeah. Go ahead."

I went downstairs, and grabbed the phone, sitting on the edge of the bed, I dialed Emily's number.

"Hey Casey."

"Hey Em. The worst thing happened to me."

"What?" Emily asked.

"I have to share a room with Derek."

"Oh my god!" she squealed.

"I so wish I were you right now," Emily gushed.

"Emily," I said as Emily talked about how hot Derek was.

"Emily!" I said louder, but Emily continued talking.

"EMILY!" I yelled.

"Yes, Casey?"

"I hate him. He's messy, he steals my clothes. He drinks all the milk, AND from the carton." I said frustrated.

"Casey. Do you know how many girls from our school would die to be you?"

"None." I say plainly.

"Casey," Emily said seriously.

"Seriously. It's not like he hasn't had sex with everyone of them already." I say.

"Casey! The mattress is blown up!" George yells down the stairs.

"I gotta go. See you at school." I hang up.

Mom goes upstairs with me.

"Derek, have you emptied your two drawers?" mom asked, then going off to tuck Marti in bed.

I grab my bags from the hallway, as Derek reaches inside his bottom drawer.

"It's okay," I say, not wanting to know what's in the drawers, tossing my bags in the corner.

Derek mumbled a thanks, and tosses his stuff back in.

I grab my pyjamas and change into them in the bathroom.

When I get back into the room, Derek's hanging off the end of his bed, only in his Care Bare boxers.

"Care Bears?" I said, trying not to burst into laughter.

"Shut up."

I bite my lip from laughing out loud, but once I hit the mattress, I burst into laughter.

Care Bears?

The school would love to know that.

♥End of Casey's POV♥

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Slightly OOC, but Derek will get back into character in the next chapter.

♥Bridgette♥