Debbie And Derek Novels & Stories

“Oh, you poor thing. Well what’s your type? Wait! Let me guess…hmm. Well, we can rule out athletes, they’re only interested in cheerleaders. You know, like me.” She flipped her hair behind her shoulder. What did Derek see in this conceited bitch? “Mm,” I said, wishing she would quit talking to me and also get the fuck off of Derek. I was not looking forward to having to do all of this touchy feely stuff with Tyler. Derek looked at me, embarrassed. He pulled himself out of Jessica’s grasp and leaned towards her ear. He was whispering, but I still caught what he said: “Leave her alone, okay? She’s had a rough day.”

Derek said before hurrying off. River stood there, feeling increasingly irritated, until Derek returned after what seemed like 10 minutes, holding a packet of popcorn and cola. "Follow me," he said, leading her into the cinema. They sat in the back row, away from everyone's eyes, as the movie had already begun. "Do you have any idea what this movie is all about?" Derek asked. "It's a rom-com. You ladies like such, am I right?" Derek remarked confidently. "Um," River replied, starting to munch on popcorn.