Dasey Nation

[BrittSaysMeow]

Inspired by the movie Untraceable and Stalking Casey. Here's a preview; tell me what you think. C:

o-o-o

It started with phone calls. He’d been lying on his bed, hockey practice canceled. The middle and elementary schools hadn’t even dismissed their pupils yet, and Casey was still at school, studying or practicing for a play or something. Derek didn’t really know, and he didn’t really care, because he had the house and a new carton of chocolate fudge ice cream all to himself.

In the middle of a startlingly large bite, the phone rang. “Hewwo?” he mumbled, chewing over the cold concoction.

There was a strange sound on the end; a garbled hiss, or growl maybe. It lasted for a few seconds, and then the phone clicked, signaling the end of the call. He hung up the phone, shrugging, and began devouring his ice cream again.

When the phone rang again, he was tossing the carton back into the freezer and throwing the spoon in his sink. Wiping his hands on a towel, (thusly streaking the garment with sticky chocolate streaks) he picked up the phone.

“Yeah?” he offered in place of a greeting. The strange garbled hiss-slash-growl intruded his ears yet again. Derek rolled his eyes.

“Okay, dude, if this is your idea of a prank call—news flash: it’s really lame.”

A loud whine came in response to that, making his ears ache; “Jesus Christ!” he snarled, pulling the phone from his ear. A few moments later, he cautiously put his ear against the phone again. It was silent.
Rubbing his aching ear with his hand, he headed to the couch to veg in front of the tv until the family got home.

The phone rang again; right as Scooby was running from a zombie. Derek ignored it, and let it go to the machine; he wasn’t stupid enough to answer the damn phone a third time.

The hissing and snarling echoed on the machine, eliciting an expression of annoyance on his face. Would this guy give up already? He thought. The phone call ended with the same piercing whine as before.

He went over to delete the message; no need for the rest of the family to know he was being pranked. Casey would undoubtedly find delight in that, and Edwin would be crestfallen to see his idol rendered useless. Over a phone call, no less.

Just as the machine beeped, deleting the message, Casey bustled through the door, Edwin and Lizzie following behind her. She tripped over a flower pot and ended up sprawling at his feet.

“Klutzilla, I knew you’d be falling for me at some point, but you didn’t have to do it literally to get my attention.” He said cheerfully, patting her on the head as she scrambled back up ungracefully.

Instead of firing back with an equaling demeaning retort, she growled at him and stomped up the stairs, slamming her bedroom door behind.
Derek looked at Edwin. “Was it something I said?” he asked innocently.

o-o-o

The rest of the chapter is here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4283170/1/Ghost[/i]

_________________
"I said I was an <i>addict.</i> I didn't say I had a <i>problem.</i>"

--House