Challenge : How Derek and Casey First Met
“Who are you?”
Was this chick for real? She was standing in my house, demanding to know who I was? Time to let her in on the rules.
“I’m Derek,” I told her, standing up and facing off with her. She didn’t look the least intimidated. I respect that. Liking it though, that’s another story.
I watched her eyes, big and blue, widen in surprise. “You’re Derek?”
“Yeah…why?” This sounded a little odd. She knew me, but didn’t think I was me? Or something like that. She was giving me a headache.
With a shake of her head, she smirked and responded, “The way George talks, I expected you to be around your sister’s age. He said you were…a handful.”
“Handful?” I could feel my lips curving. I don’t think this girl knows what a handful is. “Yeah. That sounds about right.”