Chapter 10- Snowdrift.

a/n: wow, this has been a LONG break since I've updated, but I thought I should finish this story off!

Casey:

I tried my best to ignore the fact that Derek was staring directly at me in the elevator. I found it hard enough to walk in my heels without the piercing stare of Derek Venturi. Part of me wondered how exactly Derek and I had gotten to this point, where the sexual tension was visable. Part of me wondered what everyone would think of our somewhat close encounter in the elevator, and part of me wondered what it would be like to do it again.

"You're thinking about me." Derek smirked, I tried the best to control the flush on my face. Lying had never been a strong suit of mine. "Deep in thought, glazed over eyes..." he trailed.

"You wish, I don't want to get sick, and ruin my dress." I briskly walked past him and into the lobby, not taking even a second to look at him. I knew without even seeing his face that he had a satisfied smirk across it. He knew that he was getting a rise out of me. He quickened his stride, and without missing a beat grabbed my arm and linked it with his. I looked down at the arm and pretended to be disgusted.

"what do you think you're doing?" I hissed, trying to break free from his grip. He just held on tighter.

"Princess, relax." He smirked again. "Can't I just be a gentleman helping a young lady, whose shoes look like a medieval torture weapon may I add, towards a room that looks like a giant white cupcake threw up all over it?"

"I don't want anyone getting the idea that you actually have feelings." I scoffed back, "If George were to see this right now, he might possibly have a heart attack, but not only George, but my mother. Let's not make our family go into shock now, thinking that we might actually like each other."

"But we do actually like each other." I stopped dead in my tracks, and almost fell flat on my face. My cheeks burned, and I looked down at my feet. How could have we changed so much over one weekend together? Maybe it had always been there, the sexual tension mistaken for annoyance and anger, flirting covered up by bickering and pranks. I hated that Derek could see right through me and know exactly what I was feeling. It made me calm, cool and collected Casey turn into crazy, impulsive, hot-headed Casey.

"Well I would rather keep our family in one piece." I took my arm and pulled t from Derek's, our hands touching briefly for a moment. "Derek, what do you expect? We can't just live like this, sneaking around! What would our parents think? It's wrong Derek!"I kept a steady pace until I reached the ballroom where the ceremony was being held. I was relieved to see George, Nora, Lizzie, Edwin and Marti all sitting in a row, and I snuck down and sat in the spot open beside Lizzie. I breathed a sigh of relief as Derek walked in a few seconds later, clearly confused, and sat down beside Edwin.

"Are you still going to pretend that there is nothing wrong with Derek?" Lizzie whispered to me. "He looks... sad or something." Lizzie looked up at me. "What happened?"

"Nothing Lizzie, drop it!" Before Lizzie could say another word, the music began and everyone rose. At least one love story was coming true today.

Derek POV

I sat at the table and stared forward playing with the food on my plate. The wedding had gone off without a hitch, and luckily with Casey and I actually in one piece. I may have been there in one piece, but torn is how I actually felt. How could have I actually kissed her? But there was no denying it. Casey McDonald had kissed me back. I watched as Edwin, Marti and Lizzie all danced to the YMCA.

"So are you going to tell me why the D-man isn't doing the one dance he actually likes doing?" My dad came and sat in the chair next to me.

"Just don't feel like dancing." I stared down. "Dad, did you ever worry about Casey and I?" I watched as she joined Lizzie on the dance floor, acting as if everything was just normal in the McDonald-Venturi clan. I heard him take a sharp breath in, as if he had been fearing the day this question came up.

"Worried in the way that you kids might actually kill each other? Or are you meaning in the way that I knew it was just covering up some deeper feelings?" He looked at me. "Derek, I was sure hoping this question would come when you kids were older." He laughed as he ran his hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry Dad, it's a dumb question, Let's just pretend that I never EVER even mentioned anything like this?" I got up to go back to the hotel room, when he grabbed my arm.

"Derek wait." He pulled me back towards the table. "You know I was never very good at talks like this, remember the talk?" It made me shudder to remember my dad telling me about the birds and the bee's. "Well, here's the thing. When Nora and I first got engaged, we knew that having a blended family would be challenging. We knew that having two teenagers would cause some friction. We tried to research, and frankly we broke every rule there was to creating the perfect blended family." I sat back down in my chair. "Nora and I decided in the end, whatever happened between our children we would do our best to love and accept them." he laughed to himself. "We always hoped it wouldn't turn out this way, but whatever you two decide to do, we will try to be supportive."

"So, deep down, you knew that this could and would probably happen?" I spat out. "Aren't you worried about what people would think, or say, or assume?"

"The McDonald-Venturi clan, is one of a kind." George stood up. "In reality, a blended family isn't ideal already. Some people already frown upon that. So we just need to worry about what we think. Others opinions slowly become less important that way." He got up and started to walk away. "Derek, please, behave yourself though."

I just sat and watched Casey on the dance floor. I slowly got up and made my way over to her, as the song switched to a slow song. I grabbed her before she could walk off the dance floor.

"Derek?" She looked at me with pleading eyes. "Please don't do this now, I thought I already made it clear that we can't do this. Whatever happened out there this past weekend, whatever changed, we have to put it behind us and just pretend like it ne-" I brought her close and brought my lips crashing onto hers. I kissed her in front of everyone. I could feel eyes on us, and I knew some of them would be disapproving but I didn't care. When we finally stopped, Casey just stared into my eyes. "Uh, I, ummm..." Her face turned beat red as she desperately looked around.

"Case." I grabbed her face and pulled it in my direction. "Stop worrying about what everyone else is feeling, and tell me right now that you feel nothing for me. If you really find me completely repulsive, I'll leave you alone. I won't prank you, won't fight with you, I'll be completely civil. But all I know, is I don't give a damn what any of these people think of us. But, if you feel nothing, I'll walk away this second." I waited as Casey stood there completely silent.

I guess I couldn't say that I didn't try. I started to walk away, ignoring the disapproving looks from some of my family members. I needed to get out of here and fast. Derek Venturi had never been rejected before, and that could explain the sinking feeling inside of my stomach. Just before I made it out the door I heard a shriek come from Casey's direction. I knew the silence was just too good to be true.

"De-rek!" I heard the familiar screech enter my ears. I quickly turned around to see a Casey with crazy eyes storm towards me. "Come back here right now!" she yelled in her usual Casey Fashion. "How dare you do that to me? Kiss me, then give me an ultimatum like that and try to run away!" She came close up to my face. "You are the biggest egotistical, cocky, jerkface that I have ever met!" She pushed my chest with each charming description she gave me. "I hate that you make me crazy, I hate that you make me impulsive and I hate that I'm your stepsister and I hate most of all that I know I can't live without you in my life!" She grabbed my forcibly and kissed me one more time.

"This wedding has more action than average!" I heard a guy call out.

Casey POV

I grabbed Derek's hand as we ran out of the ballroom, as I heard my grandmother call out "This is wrong Nora! How dare you let two siblings act like that!?" She exclaimed.

"STEP-siblings!" Derek and I exclaimed as we passed her, laughing the whole way.

Love is endless

a/n: Alright so this concludes the end of my story Snowdrift. I would like to thank all of you who've supported me over the last three years of writing this. I know this isn't exactly how I would have liked to end this story, and I'm sure that the style of the last chapter is probably different then when I first started writing this story in my Senior year! I'm already in my second year of university, so my writing has changed since then! Thank you all again so much! XOXO

The Mavster