(AN:I included the Preview)
I walked into the store and he was staring into my eyes. It was fate. "Duncan!" I shouted, though he didn't hear me, he rolled his eyes.I could barely recognize him without his mohawk. He muttered "pas un autre fan obsédé." (not another obsessed fan) I put my hand on my hip, held the other out and said "me manquer?" (miss me?) He scowled and turned, then he smiled and exclaimed "princess!" I sauntered over and said "I wished you wouldn't calling me that." He turn away and said "I thought a blond wig would be the perfect disguise." "From what?" I giggled. "groupies and you Court."
I gasped.
(AN: preview over)
I gasped. "What?" It was all that left his mouth.
"You-you didn't call me princess?"
"Well if you want me to-" and that's where I cut him off.
The next thing I knew he was on the floor, in a super market, proposing. "Will you be my princess?" he asked me with that silly old smirk of his. I opened my mouth to say yes, but then I remembered, I was-I am married to Trent.
I ran from the store crying, and hoping not to be hit by a car. I got to mine and drove crying, not my best choice.
I came home to Trent drinking vodka as usual. We met in a bar a few years ago crying about Gwen and Duncan's kiss in Total Drama World Tour.
When I entered my room I saw a stack of papers, not just any papers, divorce papers. I was in shock. I began to talk to myself "Did he know about"- now he cut me off.
"Duncan called" he began. "said he wanted to propose, and I knew you couldn't say yes if you were married so-" 'my turn' I thought. "You mean you're okay with this" Trent's turn.
"We were drunk, married in Vegas, and barely know each other."
I smiled for the first time in three years, I'm in love. Again.
I walked into the store and he was staring into my eyes. It was fate. "Duncan!" I shouted, though he didn't hear me, he rolled his eyes.I could barely recognize him without his mohawk. He muttered "pas un autre fan obsédé." (not another obsessed fan) I put my hand on my hip, held the other out and said "me manquer?" (miss me?) He scowled and turned, then he smiled and exclaimed "princess!" I sauntered over and said "I wished you wouldn't calling me that." He turn away and said "I thought a blond wig would be the perfect disguise." "From what?" I giggled. "groupies and you Court."
I gasped.
(AN: preview over)
I gasped. "What?" It was all that left his mouth.
"You-you didn't call me princess?"
"Well if you want me to-" and that's where I cut him off.
The next thing I knew he was on the floor, in a super market, proposing. "Will you be my princess?" he asked me with that silly old smirk of his. I opened my mouth to say yes, but then I remembered, I was-I am married to Trent.
I ran from the store crying, and hoping not to be hit by a car. I got to mine and drove crying, not my best choice.
I came home to Trent drinking vodka as usual. We met in a bar a few years ago crying about Gwen and Duncan's kiss in Total Drama World Tour.
When I entered my room I saw a stack of papers, not just any papers, divorce papers. I was in shock. I began to talk to myself "Did he know about"- now he cut me off.
"Duncan called" he began. "said he wanted to propose, and I knew you couldn't say yes if you were married so-" 'my turn' I thought. "You mean you're okay with this" Trent's turn.
"We were drunk, married in Vegas, and barely know each other."
I smiled for the first time in three years, I'm in love. Again.