Where are you looking at???

It is only true that this school sucked eggs. I hated and wanted to sew it for bad reputation and educational needs. I could only think how Olivia was treating Melody without my superior help to back her up.

Melody must be disgusted by me anyways about me going to this nasty and unfitted-for-my-well-being school. But the main part I disliked about what they call a school, is this punt-attic, green haired boy, following me like a lost love puppy. Not one minute was a left alone without him clinging to my side, which-or course-I ordered constantly to stay away, and even if I don't know him that...

Unknowed pov.

Have you ever got the feeling that someone is whatching you,someones right behind you,following you,whatching you whial you sleep...i have.I'v always had that feeling sents i was littel,my dad said it was only a figment of my imagination.I did belive him at first until i woke with a black figer whatching me,thats when i now it was now figment of my imagination,or some dream,but i try my best not to get sacrad,i take care of my self,Eever sencts my mother died my father hasen't been the same so i pretty much have to take care of my self.Until my ante sara had us come live with her...

Ok first things first. I Can't stop writing these. I really hope my story is good because I Really enjoy writing these.
Langauge BTW: I don't curse, But Duncan and court seem like they would. And from now on when there's langauge in it I'll put an "L" up in the title K? Now it's time for the story!
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Courtney's P.O.V
Ok time to call him. I'm so nervous Wait what? ME? COURTNEY ALDENO IS NERVOUS???? Since when do I get nervous, i never do.

Duncan's P.O.V
Why hasn't she called yet? Wait, I am seriously asking myself that? I never feel this way about...

"Why does this happen?" Courtney asked.

"I do not know, but hey, this might be good." Bridgette said.

"Oh yeah, how?" Gwen asked.

They heard footsteps so they stopped talking. The three guys were standing there.

"What do you want?" Courtney asked.

The one with the mohawk smirked then said, "We wanted to introduce ourselves. I'm Duncan. This is Geoff," he pointed to the blonde one, who Bridgette could NOT keep her eyes off of. "And the other one is Trent." The one Gwen could not keep her eyes off of.


Courtney said, "I'm Courtney. This is Bridgette," she then pointed to Bridgette, "and Gwen." she pointed...

WARNING: THIS IS GRAPHIC! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK...

-Courtney-

I couldn't take it anymore... I decided to just let him do what he was doing.

"DUNCAN!" I screamed.

Oops, I wasn't meant to scream that loud.

"Yeah, princess?" he slowed down, then sped up, changing the tempo.

"Finish it!" I demanded.

"Well alright then!" he said as he got on top of me.

I guess he has needs too.

He inserted and began moving in and out. I couldn't help but moan and scream, it was hard to block out the intense feelings rising from my core.

He suddenly stopped as I was about to reach the peak of my pleasure.

"Why- did- you- stop?"...

Courtney's POV: I was getting ready for the movies while thinking about that pig who tried to kiss me. UGH! He was such an ogre. "OK I just have to stop thinking about Duncan." I said out loud.

I found my favorite dress in my closet. It was a baby blue dress. It was cut off at the knees and it had ruffles at the bottoms. It put on my white slippers and grabbed my black purse.

I Slipped out the front door before either of my parents could see me leave. I saw an unfamiliar car in front of my house. It was a red mustang GT. I started walking to see that the window was rolling down. I kept walking....

Episode 1: How it all happened

Courtney Jones, Geoff Smith, Trent Clair and Roxi Taylor were the world's famous rock band. P.A.M.D also known as Princess, Animal, Musicman and Dancer.

They found their when they were 18, just finsihed highschool. Geoff and Trent were working at some restaurant serviving tables, Courtney worked at her dad's firm, copying and fileing papers and Roxi worked at her brother gardge. She was pretty clever when it came to cars.

They got their first record and number one hit by Chris McClain, their manger. Courtney was on lead vocals, Trent on guitar, Roxi on bass guitar...

*3 weeks later*
At The Hospital...

I was in the waiting room. Courtney decided to get professional pregnancy test instead of the cheapo ones you do at home that arn't accurate. I was sweating with nervousness. "What if she isn't pregnant? That would really upset her.. I thought. I for one, was still not that sure about being a dad. I saw Courtney come out of a hallway with tears rolling down her very sad face. "Damn..." I thought in disapointment. Courtney hugged onto me, sobbing. "Its okay princess.." I tried to comfert her. Then she looked up to me with a big smile on her face. "We're going...

[i know i haven't finished my other story yet. But you guys don't seem to like it, if i don't get four more comments, i won;t continue it.so in the meantime, i'll write this one that i've thought about all week]

All the cast exits a bus at an airport. As Gwen comes out with her luggage, she says "Ugh, would it kill him to get a decent ride. I have chlostrophobia."

Heather walks out and purposely bumps into Gwen. "Whatever, you're not the only one that suffered in there. Besides you'd be saving us all the trouble of voting you off first if something happened." Gwen glares at her.

Bridgette...

I burst though the doors of the county jail, still in my wedding. I told one of the guards i had to see Duncan Coleman. I was panting and sweating from all the running.

Duncan came in the visitor's room."What, are you doing here, your suppose to be getting mar-"

"I DO!"I screamed out what i was thinking.

"What!"

"I do Duncan. I do love you."I explained."I ran Down all this way in my wedding dress to ask for a second chance. While we were in that cave the whole time, i couldn't convince my self that i loved you...all this time."

"Then why did you say 'no', why did you the whole time denied you loved...

Courtney's POV: Samantha was setting out the sleeping bags and cooked some popcorn. Tiffany brought down her Ipod and Poured Orange Soda. This is going to be the best sleepover party yet! The doorbell rang. I opened it to see Monica with a big smile and a huge sleeping bag in her hand. I welcomed her inside. For about ten minutes of talking, gossiping and playing Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 (just kidding), the doorbell rang. Before I even got to the door, it swung open. A pale girl with straight brown hair and chocolate brown eyes sparkling with enthusement.
"Amii!" I screamed. Tiffany and...

Courtney's
P.O.V

"SO WHAT YOUR GOING TO LET ME GO TO JAIL!?" Duncan asked in an angry tone.

"You deserve it for all the crimes you cause." i said.

Me and Duncan have been looking for this stupid key for 10 hours already and it's driving me mad! And now Duncan seems shocked that instead of falling in love with him, i rather let him go to jail....HE DESERVES IT!.

Then he stops walking which had made me stop. He turned around and looked at me and started laughing. Something that i said must have been a joke to him."I see now why you deny you like me.." ,he said."Your afraid that you won't be able to...

Courtney's POV:
I woke up to the ANNOYING sound of my alarm clock, I turned it off, and walked out of bed slowly, grabbing my towel, and a change of close as I left the room, as I was walking out, I saw Duncan walking in, grabbing his bag, I guess he was leaving early, and pulled up my window, he noticed, and pulled up his, "Why are you up so early?" I asked him. "Eh, my little brother threw a toy at me, then I woke up." He said. "Oh, so, did you write that report for Ms. Wilter's class yet?" I asked. "No, but, I'm just gonna write it in Math Class, it isn't even that important a class." He...

Courtney’s point of view:

I can’t believe I'm about to say this but “I like you.”

He looked at me like he was shocked.

He didn’t say anything so I went ahead and said “a lot…….. and I just don’t know what’s right or wrong. I-i-i-i-I feel like----like-like-..”

“Shit? He asked.

“Yeah.” Maybe he’s been through this kind of stuff.

“Hey, well you know what, I know how you feel, maybe not the same way you have but ive been through this and I'm here for you.” Like he had just read my mind.

Then there was a quick silence and I just layed in his arms while I felt his eyes...

It was high noon when he decided to have a romantic occasion with his love Courtney. Of coarse he wasn't 'manly' enough to tell her straight to her face. He was forced to write a sappy letter and leave it on her bunk, hoping that she'd be the one to find it. Besides, how could anyone mistake the letter to be theirs. She was the only one he was after and everyone knew it. They'd have to be downright dumb, like Lindsey, to even think it was meant for them. Whatever, though. He'd just tell whoever showed up that he was waiting for someone and to fuck off. It was completely easy and pain free....

I have had my eyes open ever since Mark says he was going to get back at me. I knew Duncan's pranks were bad, but Mark's? Mark was related to Duncan, so twice the trouble.

“Hello?” Someone yelled in the doorway. Duncan had come back early from his motorcycle trip.

“Back early, aren't we?” I asked him with a smirk. He took off his jacket.

“Yes. In fact, I'm 3 hours early,” he replied.

“But why?” I asked.

“Accident on the interstate. Didn't feel like waiting,” He said. I nodded.

“Well, why you're here, talk some sense into your brother. He's planning to get back at me after I...

Ok. I only have twenty more minutes of hiding behind this desk and I’m free to go...

Courtney was tucked in a tight ball behind the front counter at La Renee Hotel. She was hot, tired, and very grouchy. One can only stay in a tight ball in a cramped space for so long, and Courtney had managed to withstand forty minutes behind the counter. Luckily when she arrived, the manager was on break and never noticed her sneak behind the desk. He still hadn’t returned yet.

This is really boring. thought Courtney. She started to twiddle her thumbs. All of a sudden, there was a screech that came from...

Courtney’s POV

Heat rises to cheeks. My hands curl into fists, and my eyes flash.

Stupid slut.

I’m about to race towards her, rip out her sunny blonde hair and pound her into the ground, when a cheery voice catches me.

“Hey, Courtney!”

I hear my friends come up from behind me and follow my gaze over passing students in the hall. Becky eyes me, and Tara pipes up.

“Oh, is that Isabelle talking to Duncan over there?” She asks breezily, as though it’s something she just happened to come across. I grit my teeth and growl an insult under my breath.

“Her fake tan is awfully orange, don’t...

Duncan’s POV

“Are you done copying?”

“Uh… yeah.” I hand the sheet of paper to Courtney, who takes the sheet and glances it over. She winces.

“We can always type it up…” She mumbles. My handwriting isn’t exactly… legible.

I lean back my chair and smile. I convinced Courtney that working at my house would help us concentrate. The knowledge that we’re alone spikes a couple of ideas, but I try to ignore them. She’s actually been tolerant of me so far, and one wrong move on my part could mess that up. Still, that doesn’t stop little scenarios from playing over in my head....

Set after the Total Drama series.

(Duncan's POV)

You know how there's this thing that says hope is what you always need? How hope is that little light at the end of a tunnel that keeps someone walking? How everyone says that the sun will always rise?
Well, that hope is gone for me.
I was walking out with Courtney last night, out on a moonlit path in the forest. Ha, it might sound "romantic" or whatever to you, but I don't believe in that stuff anymore.
So, if you must know, this is what happened.

(Flashback)
I felt wonderful, like my Princess was actually forgiving me. But also cautious, because...