She felt good, she felt really good. She didn’t know if it was the drugs or just the fact that she was actually free from her usual duties but she felt unstoppable. She leaned her head back in the sweet euphoria taking over and closed her eyes as the wind passed through her hair.

‘I wish Duncan was here.’ Why she thought that she didn’t question or bother shutting out, she just let her thoughts come freely and openly without objection.

Heather looked in her rear-view mirror and smirked evilly at Courtney. She had had it in for the so called perfect girl for a while now. She was sick and tired of hearing people say what a good student she was and even more sick and tired of how Courtney thought she had authority over everyone. If anyone had authority over anyone it was Heather and she was tired of having the good little “princess” upstaging her.

If everyone saw Courtney a certain way then she was going to change that for the worse. Courtney would be embarrassed and humiliated, but it was all part of the joke.

Heather took out her cell phone and went to the camera and video player. “Hey Courtney how do you feel about making a movie?”

3 hours later…

Shit that stuff was really kicking in. Courtney looked around hazily and became extremely confused. What were they doing here?

“OK Court we’re going to drop you off here for a little while,” Heather said earning a nod from Lindsey.

“Why?” asked Courtney giggling still in a state of happiness.

“We just have some things to take care of, we’ll be back to pick you up in a couple minutes. Kay?”

Courtney felt a little uncomfortable with this, but she had been having fun with Heather so why should she worry? She hopped out of the car completely forgetting her purse, while Heather and Lindsey drove laughing.

Courtney still felt a little light headed an decided to take a walk around to clear her mind, besides Lindsey and Heather would be back soon right? She wouldn't leave her stuck all by herself right?
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“So how did things go with Gwen?” asked Duncan punching Trent’s arm playfully. He was currently hanging out at Geoff’s house with Trent and Geoff all just talking about typical guy stuff out on the porch.

Trent looked up at the stars dreamily. “I think I’m in love.”

Duncan rolled his eyes while Geoff gave him a high-five. “Alright dude! You finally found your dudett.”

Trent laughed and nudged Duncan. “Guess Duncan’s the only single guy here.”

Geoff smiled and put a hand on Duncan’s shoulder. “Yeah but something tells me he won’t be for long.”

Duncan looked at him questioningly. “What are you talking about?”

“Gwen told us about what happened today,” said Trent.

God girls could never keep things to themselves for five seconds! “I overreacted,” said Duncan standing. “It’s like I’ve said before, me and princess just aren’t cut out to be friends.”

“Well I don’t know, why don’t you give it a try?” offered Geoff.

“Yeah it’s obvious you want to,” agreed Trent.

Duncan looked at his two friends like they were stupid. “What am I suppose to do force her to be my friend?”

“Yes,” they both replied seriously.

Duncan glared before turning away. “Yeah sure, whatever.”

“Hey where you going bro?” called out Geoff.

“I’ll see you guys later,” said Duncan waving his hand lazily.

“Did we embarrass Mr. tough guy?” teased Trent. “Are you going home to your mommy to cry?” Geoff and Trent cracked up while Duncan walked away flipping them off.

Duncan walked back to his place with his hands in his pockets letting the dark of the night calm him while his conversation with the guys ran through his head. Should he really try to be friends with Courtney? He usually did what he wanted anyway but it was her refusal that was the real obstacle. But then when did he care about her approval?

Just as he was starting to go into deep thought he heard a giggle. That giggle sounded so familiar. He looked around and saw some young girl stumbling around stupidly like she was high off something. In fact she kind of looked familiar.

“Oh boy I am lost,” giggled the girl.

There was no denying that voice. “Princess!”

Courtney suddenly looked at Duncan and smiled as she made her way up to him. “Duncan?” she asked touching his face awkwardly. “Well if it isn’t my favorite criminal,” she said moving in trying to kiss him.

Duncan wanted to kiss her back as soon as her lips met his but something else in his head was telling him, ‘something’s wrong.’

He pulled away and grabbed her shoulders. “Whoa hold on! What’s wrong with you?” he asked examining her face which was flushed and sweaty.

She tried getting closer to him again by wrapping her arms around his neck. “The pole’s outta my butt,” she giggled in his ear.

Again Duncan pulled her back to better look at her. “What?” he asked with realization hitting him hard. Her attitude, her face, the way she looked and moved. “Courtney what did you take?” he demanded cupping her cheeks.

Courtney laughed again and tried to kiss him again. “Why don’t you kiss me and find out?”

Duncan pushed her away again now truly worried about her. “Are you stoned?” he asked seriously.

“Yeah,” slurred Courtney now having trouble standing.

Duncan hefted her up on her feet and gripped her shoulders fiercely which he noticed got Courtney upset. “Courtney I need you to-”

She pushed him off and looked at him crazily. “What Duncan? Suddenly you need me to do something else for you. I’m sick and tired of doing things for people! I’m sick and tired of being perfect all the time! So fuck you and your needs! I have needs too!”

Duncan exhaled slowly as she continued to rant. “OK then…Courtney you need to come with me,” he said reaching out to her only to have her pull away.

“Get away from me!” she practically screamed.

Duncan didn’t want people thinking he was attacking her so he backed off and put his hands up. “You’re going crazy,” he whispered to her frustrated with this game.

“Don’t call me crazy,” she continued to yell. “I’m a perfectly rational, sane, and sophisticated person.” she barely finished her sentence before bending over in a bush and vomiting.

Duncan scrunched his nose in disgust seeing this one too many times before and even being there before. He made his way over to her calmly when she finished and heard her crying. He knelt beside her and brought her in her arms while she continued to sob. He felt his heart almost stop when she grabbed the front of his shirt and buried her head in his chest.

“What’s wrong with me?” she cried into him.

Duncan wasn’t sure what to tell her and ended up replying, “At the moment you're covered in barf.”

He heard her laugh before she seemed to go limp and completely silent. He panicked and picked up her face to make sure she was still alive. He slapped her lightly on the face. “Hey princess!” he said slapping her again. “Courtney wake up.” All he got was a groan before she snuggled up to his chest again fastening herself there.

He sighed and put an arm around her back and the other under her legs and lifted her up. “You’d better have a good excuse in the morning princess,” he said out loud already imagining her parents, the teachers, and her friends.

He was glad his house wasn’t that far since carrying a person in your arms was not as easy as television and movies made it look. After a while you really start to realize how heavy a person can get when they’re nothing but dead weight in your arms.

He kicked his door open glad that his parents were training newcomers at the police academy for the next few days and that his older brother was at college. He trudged up the stairs and carefully made his way to the bed where he laid down Courtney carefully. She moaned a little before curling up in a ball and remaining dead asleep.

Duncan rubbed his head worriedly. He new she was bound to crack eventually but he never thought like this. Sure drugs were a great release every now and then, but it was a stupid thing to do, even he admitted that. What was even more stupid was the fact that she was a first timer and apparently gone overboard. If she didn’t have the right people with her she could’ve hurt herself or overdosed. Had she done this just because of what he said? he felt a huge pang of guilt stab him. Who the hell even gave her the drugs?

The people who weren't with her! Duncan’s hands curled into fists. Once he found out who did this to her he was going to kill them! But he’d wait for tomorrow, right now she needed to be looked after. Duncan grabbed a spare blanket and laid it out on the floor next to his bed. He stayed awake for a long time listening to her breathing all the while thinking.‘You don’t want to be my friend princess, then too bad. You’re stuck with me.’
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Her head was killing her and the sun was blinding her. She smacked her lips before lifting up her sore body and rubbing her temples. She felt like a train had hit her. ‘What happened last night?’ She remembered Heather and Lindsey, she remembered laughing and then she remembered green hair, piercings, yelling, and being carried.

Her eyes shot wide open when she realized she wasn’t in her room! She was in a strangers room! Courtney started to hyperventilate. She jumped when the door opened and nearly screamed when she saw Duncan standing there!

“Morning sunshine.”

Courtney bolted on the other side of the bed and started to throw pillows at him screaming her head off.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” yelled Duncan trying not to spill the cup of water in his hand. “Chill out it’s just me.”

Courtney finally stopped and stood paralyzed breathing heavily against the wall. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Duncan looked at her stupidly. “This is my house. You passed out remember?” She continued to look at him completely baffled. “Vomiting, ranting, trying to kiss me?” he listed off waiting for it to ring a bell.

Courtney’s mouth dropped before she started moving on the other side of the room away from him. “OK... see now I know you’re full of it because I would never try to kiss you even if I was out of my mind.”

Duncan ignored the last part of her sentence and shrugged. “Well whatever you took really kicked your ass so I had to bring you back to my house.” He watched as Courtney let it sink in and held up the water and an aspirin in his hand. “Aspirin?”

Courtney didn’t hear him, she was too busy recalling half of last night and realized he was right. She buried her hand in her face and groaned. “Oh god I’m so stupid! I can’t believe I trusted that bitch Heather.”

Duncan should’ve guessed this was Heathers doing. He filled in the blanks and knew Heather had ditched her off in the middle of no where while she was still high. He'd make sure she'd pay for it. “That was really idiotic of you,” he agreed with Courtney. “You should be thankful I found you.”

Courtney’s head shot up. “Thankful? Thankful that you kidnapped me!”

Duncan sneered at her. “I saved your ass from being kidnapped by a real lunatic,’ he said seriously.

Courtney sneered back at him. “What? You’re saying you’re not a lunatic?”

He only smiled at her insult. “I may want to do a lot of bad things to you princess but they’d be things you’d enjoy.”

She shivered and stood up. She wanted to go home and clean up. “You’re sick,” she said walking past him and down the stairs. Duncan followed right behind her.

“Where are you going?”

She looked at him disbelievingly. “Home, where else?”

He arched an eyebrow and leaned against the stair railing with his arms crossed. “Oh really? And how exactly do you plan on getting there sweetheart.”

Dammit he had a good point. “I can take a cab,” she offered.

“With what money?”

Shit! She left her purse with Heather, she was going to kill that bitch, “Can’t your mom just give me a ride or-”

“My mom and dad aren’t home right now,” he said grabbing a set of keys and pushing her out the door with him.

Courtney soon realized she didn’t have a choice and decided to tolerate him. He had after all looked after her last night and made sure she was OK, and as much as the thought disturbed her he was right when he said she could've been picked up by a real lunatic. She’d have to thank him later for that. She did however consider walking home when she saw nothing but a motorcycle in the driveway.

“What’s that?” she said pointing at the Harley Davidson like a foreign object.

Duncan smiled and replied, “A motorcycle, duh.”

She shook her head as he grabbed a helmet and placed it carefully over his Mohawk. “No, no, no,” she protested. “Where’s your car?”

He snorted at her. “Why have a car when I have this sweet baby.”

She crossed her arms stubbornly. “I’m not riding on that thing.”

He only grinned as he got on the bike. “You really don’t have a choice.”

“But it’s dangerous.”

“I have an extra helmet,” said Duncan thrusting a helmet at her.

“But the roads-”

“Are clear. It hasn’t rained or snowed in months princess. Get on,” he commanded starting the motorcycle.

Courtney fidgeted before finally getting on and wrapping her arms tightly around Duncan. “You do know how to drive this thing right?” she asked nervously.

Duncan looked back at her and grinned mischievously. “Just enjoy the ride,” he said winking at her.

Courtney rolled her eyes frustrated the whole situation. Whether she liked it or not she was stuck with him.