Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 4:52 am Post subject: Just The Girl; PG-13
This is my first attempt at a Dasey. I usually write Degrassi fics. So please, constructive criticism. This is rated PG-13 for mild language/mild violence.
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Summary: Casey and Derek are left alone for a Saturday. They both have their plans for the day, knowing they have the day to themselves. They find out their day is ruined by eachothers plans. Derek plans to hook up with a girl, and Casey was hoping for a day alone with her book. Casey becomes strangley jealous as Donna [the girl] comes over. Casey invites Max over, and Derek becomes strangley jealous. After hearing some bad news, old memories come back to haunt Casey. Will hidden feelings begin to show as the past comes back for Casey?
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Chapter 1: It Was ONE Time
Casey's POV
I slowly opened my eyes. The sun was beaming down into my room. I blinked a few times and stretched. I looked at my clock to see what time it was. 1:30. I sighed. Saturday was the only day I slept in. I told myself it was my relaxing day, but that never happened. Especially since I lived with Hellboy aka Derek Michael Venturi.
Ever since our parents got married it's been nothing but fighting and anger. That was almost a year an a half ago. Some days I didn't feel like fighting him, but i'm to stubborn when it comes to Derek. We fight about everything. It's just a part of the way we live. But I secretly love our fights. I don't know why. And when I look at that thin wall seprating us, I get this weird feeling.
I sat there looking at the wall when I noticed something. It's quiet. A little too quiet. I sat up and smoothed out my pajamas. I walked over to the door and looked out into the hallway. I then slowly walked out into the hallway. THUMP! I bumped into something. I felt myself falling, but I never hit the ground. I felt someone hold me by my hips. I looked up to see Derek. He was still in his pajamas, which consisted of pajama pants and no shirt. I looked up at him. I never noticed how nice his eyes were. They were like a honey brown. I realized I was staring at Derek. I then backed away quickly.
"Where is everyone?" I asked looking around at anything but his eyes. Why am I acting like this? It's just Derek. He shrugged. "I don't know. I just woke up. Are you just waking up?" He asked me looking shocked. I looked at him. "Yeah. I always sleep in on Saturdays. Just not this late." I sighed. "Why?" He then gave me his smirk. That damn trademark smirk. "Just wanted to know if you were Klutzilla at any time of the day." He then walked downstairs. I tried to keep it in but I just couldn't. I had to scream. "DER-EK!"
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Derek's POV
I had woke up that morning from bright sunlight. I always woke up from the sun. I swear if there was no sun, I would've slept forever. It was like any of my normal Saturday's. Sleep in, relax, possibly have a date. It was my routine. Until the enforcer came. The wickid witch of the North. AKA Casey Ashley Macdonald.
Ever since our parents got married it's been nothing but fighting and anger. I was mad at her and Lizzie and Nora for ruining my perfect life. After awhile I realized it wasn't their fault, it was Casey's. She had to have everything neat and perfect and in order, when our house was evrything but that. Even now, a year and a half later, we still fight and argue. It's a normal thing.
But sometimes I don't wanna fight with her. I just want to get along with her. I want to consider her as a friend. I'd never consider her a step-sister. Lizze yes, but Casey, no. But I can't lie. I love our fights. It's something about them. And when I look at that wall seperating us, I get this weird feeling.
I walked downstairs with my smirk happily planted on my face. It was fun driving Casey insane. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed the important ingrediants for my amazing sandwhich when I saw a note on the counter. I picked it up and started to read outloud to myself. "Casey and Derek, Me and George took the kids to the circus in town. Then we're going for a late dinner. Be back around 12...am. Call if you need us. Love-Nora P.S. Derek, NO PARTIES!" I rolled my eyes as I put the paper down.
"It was ONE time!" I sighed. "Yeah. One too many." I turned to see Casey standing there, leaning against the door frame, in shorts and a tank top. I couldn't help but look her up and down real quick. After shaking those thoughts out of my head, I smirked at her as I grabbed my sandwhich and pulled out my cell phone. I walked over to my armchair.
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Casey's POV
I followed him to his precious armchair. I never knew why he liked that thing so much. He had that smirk on his face which meant he was about to say or do something I would't like. He clicked a few buttons on his cell phone, then put it to his ear. "What are you doing?" I asked annoyed. He looked at me. "I'm inviting some company over." I huffed at his stupidity. "Your dad and my mom said NO PARTIES!" I looked at him like he was wearing a pink fuzzy hat on his head. He smirked even more now.
"Hey Donna, it's Derek. Hey. Do you wanna come over to my house and maybe watch a movie, just the two of us? Oh su-" I walked out of the room. I couldn't believe he was inviting one of his blonde bimbos over here! Well two can play this game. he must have forgotten about my wonderful boyfriend Max. I walked into the kitchen and reached for the phone. "Hey Max! It's Casey...."
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what'd you think? I hope that was a good start! please R&R.
-erica
Last edited by ericaxelectric on Thu Nov 29, 2007 6:12 am; edited 1 time in total
Wow!! Haha, I like it!
Derek and Casey using Donna and Max to stir up emotions and anger in eachother. This story will be great! I also love how you used Michael and Ashley's real names for Derek and Casey's middle names.
Hope to see some more from you soon!
I love this. I can't wait for more. Post more as soon as you can. _________________
You didn't have to break my heart babe, you didn't have to say a thing
I sat around in my room the rest of the afternoon. I just sat there and listened to music. I still couldn't believe Derek invited one of his bimbos over. I dind't want to sit through that. Gross. But atleast Max would be coming over. He's the perfect gentleman. I don't know how he and Derek managed to become friends. After the whole bully incident, they became really good friends, only fighting about which sport was better. It truly amazed me. But I never questioned it. I was kind of glad Derek stopped bad talking my boyfriend.
I sighed as "Unsaid" by The Fray came on my shuffle. That was my all time favorite song ever. I got weird chills when I listened to it. I don't know why. I shook my head and stood up. I decided to go take a shower and get ready now, instead of waiting for Derek. I grabbed my stuff and walked out of my room. I turned and saw Derek doing the same. We looked at eachother, then the bathroom. In a second, we rushed toward the bathroom. Derek beat me and slammed the door in my face. "DER-EK!" I screamed. I could feel his damn smirk through the door. "I need the shower! Get out!" But i was answerd with the sound of running water. I huffed at the door. I'll just go use mom and George's shower. I quickly went downstairs. At least there was a whole floor seperating us. I stepped inside the bathroom and shut the door. I turned the hot water on and let it warm up.
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Derek's POV
I enjoyed my extra long shower just to piss Casey off. She was so hot when she got mad. Woah! Where did that come from Venturi?! I shook my head and turned off the water. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around waist. I cleared the foggy mirror and looked at myself. I smirked and winked at the mirror. How did I get so good looking? I turned and opened the door to reveal Casey, wrapped in a towel. I could still see little beads of water dripping off of her hair. I tried my best not to look her up and down. But that towel clung her all her curves just right. It would drive any guy crazy, and right now, that guy was me. I gulped as I looked at Casey.
"I...um...forgot my blowdryer in here." she said as she walked past me. Her arm brushed against my chest and I got goosbumps all over. What's going on with me? I quickly walked over to my room and shut the door before anymore thoughts came to my head. After getting dressed and doing my hair, I went downstairs and popped a movie into the DVD player. I don't even know what movie it was, just that it had Reese Witherspoon in it. I walked in the kitchen and made some popcorn. After putting it in a bowl and setting it on the coffee table, the doorbell rang. I gave my hair one more shake, then opened the door. There stood Donna and Max. I did my handshake with Max, then pulled Donna toward me. Her blonde bangs were parted to the side as I looked at her.
"Casey!" I yelled. I turned toward the stairs to see Casey coming down. She was wearing a white off the shoulder long sleeve shirt and tight blue jeans. I blinked a few times before I walked away with Donna, trying to get these thoughts out of my head. We all sat down on the couch. The order went Donna, Me, Casey, Max. I grabbed the remote and hit the play button. Soon the movie started and Donna gasped. I looked over at her. "Derek! How'd you know I LOVE Cruel Intentions?!" she smiled and me. I just smirked back. "I just had a feeling you would like it." She playfully rolled her eyes. "Like it? I love it. I mean, 2 step-siblings who hate eachother, but have so much sexual tension, it just amazes you?! Man. Even though he doesn't get with her, it's still good watching them tease eachother." I tensed up. I managed to nod to her. This movie hit a little too close to home, but I just brushed it off.
After about 15 minutes, I was ready to make my move. I slowly started to bring my head down when- "Slut!" I turned to see Casey throwing popcorn at the movie. I rolled my eyes and went back to making my move. I tried 3 times, but everytime Casey would scream a 'Oh my goodness!', or 'Skank', or my favorite, 'What a bitch!'. I finally sighed and stood up. "Casey. Will you help me get soem more popcorn and drinks." I asked through gritted teeth. "But, I was-" "NOW!" I then walked away, waiting for her to come into the kitchen. I put some popcorn in the microwave. I paced for 2 seconds when I saw Casey walk in.
"What the hell is your problem?!" I snapped. She looked at me strangley. "Excuse me?" I rolled my eyes. "You. Everytime I try to make my move, you yell something. At first, I thought it was just coincident. But then you kept doing it everytime." She glared at me. "Well sorry I don't want to see you sucking face with your little tramp." I sent her a glare right back. I started walking toward her. She stood there, not moving at all. "Of all the times i've had girls over, what makes this time different?" I was now towering over. "I-I...I-" I then looked down at the position were in. We were pushed together against the counter so close we were like one person. I had my arms on either side of her. I stared into her eyes. I never noticed how blue her eyes were. I could get lost in them. I broke our gaze when I heard the microwave go off. I slowly backed up from Casey and got the popcorn out. I poured it into the bowl, while Casey got the glass pitcher of lemonade. We both walked out notlooking at eachother. I was slightly behind Casey looking at the ground. Casey dropped the pitcher and she covered her mouth.
I looked up to see Max and Donna in a heated make out session. The pitcher hit the ground and shattered, breaking the teo apart. They looked between us and eachother as their breathing slowed down. I had a sudden urge to crack Max's skull in. He stood up and started walking toward Casey. "Case-" Casey shook her head and ran upstairs, slamming her door. I took my eyes off of the staircase and looked at Donna. "Derek-" I waved my hand. "Whatever. It's cool." She shrugged her shoulder and walked out the door. I then looked at Max. "I'm going to go talk to Casey." He started up the stairs, but I put a hand on his chect and pused him back. "I think it's best if you leave...NOW." He just looked at me. "Or what?" I stepped forward to him and loked him dead in the eyes. "I don't think you wanna know." He stared at me for a moment, then turned and walked out the door. I closed and locked the door. I could hear music blaring from Casey's room. I wanted to go up there and do something, but I remebered I was Derek Venturi. And Derek Venturi did not do tears. So what was so different with Casey?
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woooh. that was long. please tell me what you think.
-erica _________________
I like it!
Ouch...finding Donna and Max that way BUT...Derek and Casey belong together so yah. Ah, Derek has got to swallow his fear of tears and go to his girl!
It would drive any guy crazy, and right now, that guy was me.
lol. Thanks! I named that chapter after you LadyAzura!
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Chapter 3: I'll Have To Kill You
Derek's POV
I stood at my locker with Sam, while he went on about something that happened in his computer science class. But I wasn't listening to him. I was to busy watching Casey down the hall. She stayed in her room the rest of the night, last night. I attempted to get her out once, but she just sadly told me to leave her alone. She looked normal to anyone passing by, but if you truly knew Casey, you would have noticed she didn't have that sparkle in her eyes. She didn't have that happy glow she usually has. This was NOT a normal Casey. This wasn't my Casey. My Casey? Where the hell did that come from? I shook my head at the thought. I took a sip of my Sprite. Just then Max walked up to Casey. I watched closely, anger boiling up in me.
"What an asshole!" I said. Sam looked at me strangely. "Who?" He then followed my gaze across the hall. he then turned back to me, confusion written on his face. "What's with your sudden beef with Max. I thought we all were good friends." I kept my eyes on the two down the hall. She looked like she was getting upset. "Since he cheated on Casey last night while she was in the other room." Sam's eyes widened. He then gave me a weird look. "Since when do you care about Casey?" I blinked a few times at him. "I've always cared Sam, I just don't want anyone, especially Casey, to know that. I'm Derek Venturi damnit." He rolled his eyes at me. "Plus. This is probably just over-protective bother care for Casey. It'll go back to nothing in no time." Sam smirked at me. He pointed at me. "I don't think over-protective brothers clutch soda cans in anger like that." I looked down to see what he was pointing at. I was pretty much clenching my can of Sprite with a death grip. I threw the can away and Sam laughed at me. "Man, you got it bad." I snapped my head back at him. "What?" I looked at him. He smirked at me again. "Nothing D."
I looked back down the hall to see Casey yelling at Max. I wanted to go over there and punch him in the face.
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Casey's POV
I can't believe Max. How could he do this to me? He was so nice and sweet. He was smart and had a good head on his shoulders. But he just turned out to be like....like....like DEREK! Which, I couldn't help looking at last night when he was just in his towel. I don't know what it was, but him in that towel...Don't think like that Casey! I ran a hand through my hair. To say I wasn't looking forward to school today was an understatement. I had 3 classes with Max. English, Math, and Spanish. The same classes I have with Derek. I sighed as I grabbed a book from my locker. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see Max standing there with his half-ass guilty smile on his face.
"Casey-" I cut him off. "What the hell do you want?" I snapped at him. He flinched. "I just wanted to apologize. I don't know what came over me. I don't know what I was thinking. I-" I rolled my eyes. "You were thinking you could get some extra play on the side, because your girlfriend wont give out!" I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. But I won't let them fall. I will not give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry. "Well maybe if you would have put out-" I scoffed at him. "You pig! Is that all you wanted me for? To get in my pants?" His smug smile came up. I feared what he was going to say next. "I only went out with you on a bet. To get you to sleep with me. But since-" I didn't let him finish. Because I slapped him. The sound echoed through the hallway. People stopped and looked to see what would happen next. I slammed my locker shut and ran off and out the doors.
I ran to the bleachers by the football field. It was quiet and no one was out there. I went to the very top and sat down. I started to cry again. I felt like nothing. He only went out with me for a bet. What a jerk! At this point, he was worse than Derek. I couldn't believe this.
"Casey?" I heard someone say. I looked up to see Derek standing there. His breathing was a little off. His cheeks were a little pink due to the cold weather. He slowly sat down next to me. "What do you want Derek?" I said bitterly. I wasn't in the mood for him right now. "I..um..came to see if, well, if you were okay?" I looked at his eyes. There was concern in his eyes. There was anger too. I blinked a few times before I broke down crying again. I threw myself onto Derek. I knew he didn't do tears, but his next actions shocked me. He puled me closer and rubbed my back trying to calm me down. He kept telling me it would be okay. After about 5 minutes, I reduced my cries down to sniffles. He pulled me away just enough to look at me. "Tell anyone I did this and i'll have to kill you." I looked at him and could see the teasing smirk on his face. I lightly giggled. "There. I got you to smile." I wiped away my last few tears. He stod up and held his hand out. I took it and he helped me up. I pulled my hand away when I felt a jolt of electricity shoot through my hand. I shook the feeling off and we walked back into the school in a comfortable silence.
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I hope you guys like it. I'm so unsure of my writing sometimes. R&R
Things with me and Derek were back to normal. But it wasn't like things got weird in the first place. We just shared one of those random moments we had every now and then where he'd do something nice for me or i'd help him out of a bad situation. I loved those little moments we had. Almost as much as I loved our fights. But that was almost a week ago. We probably wouldn't have another moment for....well I don't know actually.
Today Derek decided to steal all my clothes...again. Well not all of them. He did leave me my long, denim shorts. The ones that cut off at the knees. I had a hidden stash of underwear he didn't know about. Thank goodness! I ended up wearing his pink and brown polo [A/N: the one he wore in Dating Game]. I tied it up in the back with a rubberband. I atleast wanted to try and look good.
When I got to school, Emily was at our locker. She turned and looked at me. I gave her a look and a sigh, and she nodded. "Derek." she simply stated. I pulled out my science book and closed our locker, when I heard an all too familiar voice.
"Wonderful choice of clothing Casey." I turned around to see Derek and Sam standing there. Derek had that damn smirk on his face. I put that same smirk on my face. "Thank you. I thought it was my shirt, with it being pink in all, but then it turned out to be yours!" He glared at me. "It has brown too!" Then he walked away. Sam followed, but not without whispering a "nice one" to me. The rest of the day went by pretty smoothly. The only other problems for the day was that Max tried to talk to me again, and I had to stay after to do a project with Emily in the library. School seemed to be going by super slow, seeing as my birthday was next friday. I was atleast looking forward to that.
I opened the door to see Derek in his chair watching hockey. I shrugged off my coat and went upstairs. I opened my door and threw my bag on the ground. I opened my drawers to see all my clothes back. I smiled, even though they were shoved in, not folded. I pulled out my black sweat pants and a white tank top. I just wanted to be comfortable. I sat down at my desk and began my homework.
When I was done, I looked up to see it was 5:25. I put my pencil down and ran downstairs. Everyone was already in their spots. Edwin at the far end, Lizzie in the middle, and me on the end. Then Derek was in his chair. We were all about to watch the new episode of Degrassi. It was the one thing we all did together. It wasn't much, but it was a start. I was just glad it was something all 4 of us did together, even if we barely talked.
"Paige is such a bitchy character. She kind of reminds me of Kendra." I said. Derek laughed at that. Soon all of us were laughing. Just then my mom walked in. "Hey mom." I greeted her. She just kept walking with this weird look on her face. She had a hand to her temple, the toher holding her brief case. I looked at Lizzie. She look just as confused as me. We both got up and walkeed into the kitchen.
My mom was sitting there with both her hands to her temples. She looked like she was staring off into space. "Mom?" I asked. She said nothing. "Mom?" Lizzie asked this time. Stll nothing. "MOM!" I yelled. She finally looked up at me. She looked tired and out of it. "Oh. Hey girls." She didn't look to good. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" Lizzie asked. "And don't even try to lie. We know when somethings wrong with you." she sighed and then looked at us. "Sit down girls." So we did. This didn't sound to good. "Well, today I got a phone call from..." I looked at her. "Who?" I asked. She sighed. "I got a phone call from your father." I then tensed up. I looked at her with cold eyes. "What does he want?" She looked at me. "He wants...custody. Of you and Lizzie." I stood up so fast, my chair went flying back. "WHAT?!" I yelled. Lizzie began to pace. "No. No way." I shook my head. "Why? Why now? He's never acted much like a father, why does he want to start now?" She stood up and walked over to me. "I don't know. I have a meeting with him and his lawyer tomorrow." She walked a little closer to me. She put her hands on my shoulder. "Case, honey, are you okay?" I smacked her hands away. "Im fine." I then turned and ran out of the room.
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Derek's POV
I got up to get something to drink. As soon as I stood up, I heard yelling from the kitchen. Specifically from Casey. When I was halfway there, Casey ran into me. "Woah! What's-" I then stopped when I saw her face. Her face was red and her eyes. Her eyes were filled with so much anger and pain and just flat out sad. There were tears coming down her face. "Not now Derek. Please." she then ran upstairs. I walked into the kitchen to see Nora looking so dranied and tired. Lizzie the ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Nora then looked up at me. "What's going on?" I didn't mean to sound so impolite, but I wanted to know what was up.
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ahh. the drama begins. lol R&R please. did anyone catch the paige/kendra reference? i had to throw that in there ;}
haha. Thank You! You're probably wondering why they're so angry at their dad? They got along great in Dinner Guest. Your questions will be answered. lol. I might be able to post later.
Love the Paige comment. That made me crack up. Crazy news for everyone, though. Their dad should just leave them alone, but I love the idea. Don't see it too often in LWDFFs, even though you'd assume it'd be a really likely situation. PMS! _________________
You didn't have to break my heart babe, you didn't have to say a thing
I layed there, staring at my ceiling fan going around and around. It was late and I couldn't sleep. What was going on with the McDonald's? When I asked Nora what was up, she just shook her head and walked downstairs. Casey hadn't come down for dinner, Lizze wouldn't talk to anyone, and Nora had excused herself in the middle of dinner. All in all, something was going on. But what?
I sighed as I rolled over into a more comfortable position. Whatever was going on, it really hurt Casey. The look in her eyes when she ran into me. It made me want to just hold her and make everything better for her. But Derek Venturi doesn't comfort people. I looked over at the wall that seperated our rooms. Just then I heard noises. They sounded like crying. I slowly got up and walked over to my door. I slowly opened it and walked to Casey's door.
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[A/N: after the italics, it goes to Casey's POV]
An 11 year-old Casey McDonald sat on her bed doing her math homework. It was a rainy day outside. But Casey loved the rain. Especially when her parents let her play in it. Casey's mom and sister were outside on the porch watching the rain.
All of a sudden Casey's door was thrown open to reveal her father. Casey looked up and smiled at her father. But something was different. He didn't have that cheerful aura around him, and he reeked of alcohol. Casey's smiled slowly faded. "Dad?" she asked. He closed her door and locked it.
He came toward Casey slowly and sat next to her on her bed. "Casey, we're going to play a little game." He ordered as he began to slur his words. Casey slightly smiled. "How do you play this game!" she asked excitedly. He looked at her with drunken eyes. "You can't make any noises or you get in trouble. Now you ready to play?" Casey nodded her head. Casey's father, Justin, stood up and started to unbuckle his pants. He dropped them to his ankles.
"Dad?" Casey questioned. He ave her an icy glare. "Take off your pants Casey." Casey looked at ehr father. "But-" He pushed her on the bed. "NOW!" Casey did as she was told and slowly slid her pants off. Justin layed down on the bed with her. He slowly started to slide his hand down, when Casey squeezed her legs together. She started to whimper loudly, when Justin put his hand on her mouth. "No noises or else." he whispered coldly in her ear. He slowly took his hand off of her mouth and started down again. Casey began to silently cry as her father's hand slid down her pants.
"CASEY!" was all I heard as I woke up. I was breating heavily and I couldn't stop myslef from crying. I was clutching something. As I turned to look, I saw Derek sitting there looking at me. I thought I had forgotten about those bad memories. I thought I got over it. My heart was racing fast and I could feel a headache coming on. Before I knew it, I threw myself on Derek and began to cry. I couldn't stop the tears.
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Derek's POV
I didn't know what was going on with Casey. She was crying in her sleep and she looked horrified. I ran over to her and started shaking her. As soon asshe woke up, she shot up, clutching my arms. Then she looked at me and collapsed into my arms, crying. I pulled her close to me and started rubbing her back. I slowly picked Casey up and walked over to my room. If she was going to freak out again, I would be there. After closing my door, we sat down on my bed. Her cries began to go down to sniffles. I looked down at her to see she feel asleep. I layed her down and pulled the covers over her. Then layed down next to her. I closed my eyes and began to fall asleep.
I woke up around 6 in the morning. I turned around to see how Casey was, but was met with nothing. Casey was gone. I leaned forward a little an I could smell the faint scent of strawberries and vanilla. I closed my eyes and breathed in the heavenly scent. What the hell am I doing? I slowly opened my eyes and got up. After getting ready, I came downstairs to see everyone eating breakfast. Everyone except Casey that is.
"Um...where's Casey?" I asked casually. George looked up at me. "She went to school early. Something about a project." I just shook my head and sat down with ym bowl of cereal.
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well that explain why Casey hates her dad. lol. I feel like I did a bad job with that chapter. you tell me. R&R
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