Anything But Problematic

*I do not own any of the Life with Derek characters except Kyra*

Chapter 1 – The Problem Begins

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Derek stood assessing a quiet brunette sitting by herself in the corner of Smelly Nellie's reading a large book, Casey, his annoying step sister had probably read, which was odd because she had two orders two coffees and two pieces of chocolate cake. She must have been new in the area for Derek had never seen her before, and he always remembered a pretty face. Derek had already classified her as strange for she had shown known absolutely no interest in him what so ever, not even when he gave her his biggest smile or flipped his hair, she merely whispered that she was waiting for someone and then returned to her book, putting Derek out completely. Not that he should be interested, he had Sally. Derek leant against the counter watching her, he wondered what her name was, he also wondered who she was waiting for, and was secretly hoping who ever it was would stand her up so he could swoop in on her. As his thoughts wandered to how her lips would taste the twinkling of the bells above the door told him that someone had entered the sleepy restaurant. Derek turned and assessed the man, he must have been about late twenties his dark hair was gelled and his style was impeccable, and the mystery's girl face lit up the second she saw him. Derek felt his jaw drop, his no older then him mystery girl was awaiting a man in his late twenties, maybe it was job related. But no, luck was not with Derek that day she literally threw herself at the man and then offered up the coffee and cake she had bought, obviously for him. Derek watched shamelessly knowing that he had no chance in hell with that chick.

"I know right?" Sally whispered joining Derek at the counter.

"She's been in here everyday, with one of seven different guys, this is her Sunday guy."

"She has a guy for every day of the week?" Derek cried astounded Sally shushed him quickly as they glanced in his direction.

"Yep, all of different ages, but they all look sort of a like, I guess she has a type." Sally whispered.

"That's just immoral, besides, she gives off this whole innocence vibe." Derek complained.

"You went to talk to her?" Sally asked appalled.

"Sure." Derek responded, he watched Sally's eyebrows go up.

"I just wanted to know who she was you know, in case she's new here and stuff. Besides I'll probably never see her again." Derek whispered blowing the mystery girl off. The mystery girl ran off with her twenty something man and with School starting the next day Derek forgot about her completely until the next day.

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Casey had been completely annoying the entire morning, which was to be expected, the only thing that could have cheered him up was seeing Sally's pretty face. Walking down the halls toward Sally's locker, Derek couldn't help but stop straight in his tracks, there a few feet away from him was his mystery girl, setting up her locker. Derek was just about to go up to her until Casey skipped up to the mystery girl. Derek rethought his options as he watched the two hug and air-kiss, anyone who knew Casey just wasn't worth it. He watched as the two of them chatted amiably and then watched as Casey then waved off the girl and ran off. The girl watched her go with a sort of lost look on her face, Derek felt his heart twang in earnest, and then walked over to her.

"Well, hello." Derek cheerfully greeted her, throwing his hand above his head and leaning against her locker, a pose that sent many a girls hearts fluttering. Derek could see the pictures she was putting up now, each pictured her and a guy, there were eight in total. Derek felt his mouth go dry, there was an eight? His eyes some how managed to tear his eyes away from the highest picture of her and a guy her age, of course the guy she favored the most would be her age, typical. He could see her crystalline blue eyes watching him carefully; he had missed some sort of cue.

" What?" He asked her quickly.

"I asked if you were lost." She replied. Derek blanked.

"What?" he asked again.

"Well, if you are I'm the wrong person to ask, I'm new here and I just only find out where my first class is. Sorry but I can't help you." She responded ignoring his response and locking her locker. She turned her blue eyes back to his confused ones.

"Well, good luck." She whispered. And then she was gone leaving Derek knowing about as little as he knew before. Derek shook his head clear of the cloud that seemed to come over him, wondering just why he had frozen up, she wasn't that pretty. Derek shrugged it off as the bell rang and as Derek made his way to his first class he swore he'd never go down that hallway again, because if he never saw her, he wouldn't remember her, and that would be less problematic for him.