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The whole lecture Derek tried to convince Casey to go out, but nothing seemed to work. He told her, that there’s a house party at Sarah’s, the girlfriend of Derek’s Roommate Noah. Sarah was pretty cool and lives half an hour away from Campus in this big Villa and Noah spends all his time there. That’s why Derek practically lives on his own for weeks now. He doesn’t complain at all. “I don't care, Derek.” - “But you like Sarah! You talked to her about this book thing.” - “Yes, I like her. But I still don't want to get drunk.” - “You don't have to. You could drive.” He wiggled his eyebrows and looked at her knowingly. Casey liked to drive the car at night. Something about the city being peaceful and pretty stars or whatever. But she didn’t look impressed by his offer. “I don't want to. If I'm going to a Party, I want to drink a little. And since I don't want to get drunk, I'm not going.” She smiled sweetly at him, closed her book and started to walk out of the classroom. Derek was visibly annoyed by her, so he texted Hannah after walking Casey to her next lecture. He needed support.

Derek: Hannah. It's time.

Hannah: uh, I'm already excited! What's it time for?

Derek: We're getting drunk

Hannah: YAY!
Hannah: Where, when? I'll be ready

Derek: Tomorrow at Sarah's. But I need your help convincing Casey to come along

Hannah: Right. What's the plan?

Derek: I don't know. You’re the one that got Casey drunk on a weekday. That's your job

Hannah: Huh. Didn't think you knew that.
Hannah: Alright. I'm on it!

“Casey, it's just a party. Throw on some cute top, and we're ready to go.” Hannah was getting annoyed at Casey, which was quite understandable after an hour of changing outfits. Hannah liked a lot of them, but Casey just wasn't sure. She currently wore a pair of black jeans and a dark red top. It showed a little skin when she moved, and it made her feel a little sexy which she liked.
“I don't know… “, she said hesitantly.
Hannah rolled her eyes. “Just throw that black leather jacket over and you'll be fine. Derek will be here any second and I really need to get drunk as soon as possible.”
There was a knock on the door and Hannah happily let Derek in. “Finally. Can you please tell Casey she looks hot, so we can go?”
Derek looked a little irritated, then his eyes wandered to Casey. With every second he looked at her, she felt more and more exposed. She felt the weird urge to do a little spin., let him see everything of her. But while his eyes moved down her body she couldn’t dare to move. He locked eyes with her again after what felt like forever.
“You do look hot.” His voice was slightly lower than usually. Casey swallowed hard. “Okay”, She said simply, still looking in his eyes. Hannah grabbed her Jacket and tossed Casey the leather jacket, she mentioned earlier, before opening the door again. “Cool. Let's go!”
The house was already packed, and Casey thought she saw someone throwing up against some tree in the front yard. She really didn’t feel like she belonged here. She liked those little get togethers Hannah plans occasionally better. Derek opened the front door and they let themselves in. It was that kind of party, where everyone could come, and that made Casey feel anxious. She felt Derek’s hand in the small of her back, relaxing instantly, as they tried to get to the kitchen and pour themselves some drinks. They lost Hannah on the way, after she informed Casey, that she saw someone she needed to say hi to. After making it to the kitchen Derek leaned in from behind to talk above the noise of the party, his mouth against her ear: “Do you want something? I think Sarah said something about white wine the other day.” Casey just nodded her head yes. She hated and loved it equally when he’s standing that close, whispering in her ear. She hated and loved the fact that he moved away from her to pour the drinks, leaving her cold where his hand rested a second ago, just as well.
The next few hours nothing much happened. They talked to some people they knew from classes and Hannah danced with some girls, visibly drunk, but the good kind. While Casey started to feel a little buzzed herself after the third glass of wine she relaxed and found herself talking to this guy, Liam. He was tall, handsome and easy to talk to. He liked literature and she assumed he would still be funny when she’d be completely sober. Some feet behind Liam Derek was talking to his hockey mates. They all looked pretty similar and totally different at the same time. Every one of them was muscular and standing there with the same confidence, that comes with a body like that and the reputation that goes with the sport they’re playing. She smiled as she locked eyes with Derek, signaling him she’s fine. Liam asked her about her hobbies, and she let herself fall into the conversation again, telling him everything about dancing and how much she misses it since college consumed all her time.
As Derek was laughing loudly Casey looked over at him, again. Apparently, she did that once too much, because Liam turned his head to see who she was looking at, a little annoyed. Then his eyes widen, looking at Casey again. “Wait. You’re Casey McDonald.” It didn’t sound like a question, but not like a statement either. She just looked confused at him. “Uhm, yes…” – “Fuck, okay, look. I’m sorry. I didn’t know…”, he stammered, nervously combing his hand through his hair. Casey was getting more and more confused. He didn’t know what? Is there some kind of rumor going around about her? Omg, what if it’s something bad? Maybe someone saw her old Facebook, she forgot the password to (very uncasey-like, yes, but she learned her lesson) and saw the Klutzilla-posts. Oh, she hoped so badly nobody would find that profile. She didn’t use her full name on it, so it wasn’t that likely, but still. She couldn’t live through that again. She wouldn’t! Her uneasiness seems to be visibly on her face. Liam hesitated before he said:” You’re Derek Venturi’s girlfriend, right?” Casey blinked dumbfounded. “Look”, Liam continues, "I really don’t want to get into this Drama. It was nice to meet you, but I have to go now.” And with that he left, smiling shyly at her one last time. Casey still didn’t process what just happened. So, the rumor was, that she and Derek… Not something embarrassing from the past…
Oh God.