Courtney’s POV
“What?” I say, turning around at the word Princess.
Oh, great. Again.
“It’s been six months since TDI, will you people ever quite calling me that?” It was annoying when Duncan called me princess, and I hate being constantly reminded.
I recall the first mês after Total Drama Island. Anytime I went out of house there was always someone somewhere that would recognize me as ‘that island girl’. And of course there was always some moron that called me por that dreaded nickname.
“Hey, isn’t that the Total Drama Island chick? The one that liked the delinquent?”
“Oh, yeah, it is! oi Princess! How’s the boyfriend?”
I shudder at the thought.
The boy smiles apologetically. “Sorry, I didn’t realize it bothered you”
His brown eyes lock onto mine. Hmmm. Cute.
“It’s alright. I should be used to it por now.” I regret snapping at him.
“Well, I still apologize. I’m Josh, por the way.”
“I’m Courtney… but I guess you already knew that.” Stupid. “So, do you go to school around here? I haven’t seen you before.”
He nods “Yeah, I go to Cresentview.”
I feel my eyes widen at the mention of the prestigious school. My mom tried to get me to try out for it, but I had refused. I can’t remember why now.
“What’d you go for?” I ask.
“Academics.”
Cute and smart. Nice.
“Oh yeah? Cool.” I smile.
“So…” He runs a hand through his castanha brown hair. “Sorry if this is too personal a pergunta but… are you and Duncan…”
“Me and Duncan? Oh- no no no. I haven’t seen him since last summer. I’m not seeing anyone.”
“So, do you think I could get your number?” He smiles gently.
“Yes! Uh- yeah, sure. Oh course.” I reach into my bolsa to find a pen and something to write on.
“Here.” I hand him a napkin with the number written on it. “My cell.”
“Cool, I’ll call you tomorrow night, okay?”
“Great. Talk to you soon.”
I clench my teeth until I’m in my car and driving out of the parking lot, where it breaks into a wide grin.
I open my eyes and glance at the clock on my night table. Quarter past eight. Sitting up, I swivel my legs off of my cama and into my slippers. I mumble a good morning to my dad when I get to the kitchen, who sits at the breakfast mesa, tabela leitura the Sunday paper.
“Morning, sweetheart.” He replies.
I open the pantry door and fix myself a bowl of Shreddies, though I’m not awfully hungry.
The sound of Rhianna’s Disturbia startles me. I reach over to the cozinha counter and flip open my phone.
“Courtney speaking” I speaking into the mouthpiece through my cereal. It comes out like ‘Ourtney eaking’
“Hey Court, it’s Becky. We’re coming over at two to pick you up to go to the mall. See you in a bit.”
“Ay.” I snap my phone shut and return to my cereal. “I’m going to the mall with Becky and Tara this afternoon.”
Dad nods. “Alright. Be back por ten por the latest.”
I nod and throw my cereal into the garbage. It was getting soggy anyway.
“Is he cute?”
“Is he sweet?”
We’ve arrived at the mall, and Becky and Tara have already begun to texugo me about Josh.
“Yes and yes. I said that already.”
“I don’t think I know him. Is he new?” Tara asks.
“No, he just doesn’t go to our school. He goes to Cresentview!” They squeal with delight.
“Imagine, Courtney with a Cresentview boy. No, wait- I can. He’s totally your type.” Becky gushes.
“How do you know? You haven’t even met him!”
“Is he there for sports or academic?” She inquires.
“Academics.” I answer almost proudly.
“Well then he’s DEFINATLY your type. Cute, sweet and smart, the whole package. That’s difficult to find in a guy. Hold onto him!”
I sigh. “We haven’t even gone out yet. Though he did say he’d call me tonight.”
They break out into another squeal.
“We’ll help you pick out a encontro, data outfit.” Tara tells me. “This is going to be so much fun!”
They pull me into every store we pass, and I nearly drown in the amount of clothes they insist I try on. All I can think is that this is going to be a long afternoon.
“Wow. This is the one. THE outfit.” Tara says, looking me over.
I have to admit, I look good. The red cami I had just tried on with the detailing at the topo, início is classy and flirty, but not slutty. The black casaco, casaco de lã and dark wash jeans give the outfit a slightly mais casual look, just right for a first date. And I have just the shoes at início to match.
“This is awesome! We should go to Abercrombie now.” Becky suggests.
“Really? I’m hungry. Let’s go to the comida court.” Tara points out.
“Let’s get our shopping done first, it makes mais sense.”
“Yeah, but then we have to lug extra bags to the comida court, which will take up mais room.”
“We might not buy anything, and if we do, it’ll only be a bag or two. You can get a pretzel to hold you off till then.”
“But you cant go into any of the stores with food! I’ll miss out on all of the stores! And I’m STARVING!”
“Well you’re just gonna have to hold off until we’re done shopping. I need a new sweater, and I saw the cutest one at Aber-”
“You and your stupid sweaters!”
As the two of them bickered, I stared at myself in the mirror, angling myself this way and that. I did look good, and I was going out with a cute, smart and sweet Cresentview boy.
Duncan who?
por TellMeSomethingIDontKnow on Fanfiction.net
“What?” I say, turning around at the word Princess.
Oh, great. Again.
“It’s been six months since TDI, will you people ever quite calling me that?” It was annoying when Duncan called me princess, and I hate being constantly reminded.
I recall the first mês after Total Drama Island. Anytime I went out of house there was always someone somewhere that would recognize me as ‘that island girl’. And of course there was always some moron that called me por that dreaded nickname.
“Hey, isn’t that the Total Drama Island chick? The one that liked the delinquent?”
“Oh, yeah, it is! oi Princess! How’s the boyfriend?”
I shudder at the thought.
The boy smiles apologetically. “Sorry, I didn’t realize it bothered you”
His brown eyes lock onto mine. Hmmm. Cute.
“It’s alright. I should be used to it por now.” I regret snapping at him.
“Well, I still apologize. I’m Josh, por the way.”
“I’m Courtney… but I guess you already knew that.” Stupid. “So, do you go to school around here? I haven’t seen you before.”
He nods “Yeah, I go to Cresentview.”
I feel my eyes widen at the mention of the prestigious school. My mom tried to get me to try out for it, but I had refused. I can’t remember why now.
“What’d you go for?” I ask.
“Academics.”
Cute and smart. Nice.
“Oh yeah? Cool.” I smile.
“So…” He runs a hand through his castanha brown hair. “Sorry if this is too personal a pergunta but… are you and Duncan…”
“Me and Duncan? Oh- no no no. I haven’t seen him since last summer. I’m not seeing anyone.”
“So, do you think I could get your number?” He smiles gently.
“Yes! Uh- yeah, sure. Oh course.” I reach into my bolsa to find a pen and something to write on.
“Here.” I hand him a napkin with the number written on it. “My cell.”
“Cool, I’ll call you tomorrow night, okay?”
“Great. Talk to you soon.”
I clench my teeth until I’m in my car and driving out of the parking lot, where it breaks into a wide grin.
I open my eyes and glance at the clock on my night table. Quarter past eight. Sitting up, I swivel my legs off of my cama and into my slippers. I mumble a good morning to my dad when I get to the kitchen, who sits at the breakfast mesa, tabela leitura the Sunday paper.
“Morning, sweetheart.” He replies.
I open the pantry door and fix myself a bowl of Shreddies, though I’m not awfully hungry.
The sound of Rhianna’s Disturbia startles me. I reach over to the cozinha counter and flip open my phone.
“Courtney speaking” I speaking into the mouthpiece through my cereal. It comes out like ‘Ourtney eaking’
“Hey Court, it’s Becky. We’re coming over at two to pick you up to go to the mall. See you in a bit.”
“Ay.” I snap my phone shut and return to my cereal. “I’m going to the mall with Becky and Tara this afternoon.”
Dad nods. “Alright. Be back por ten por the latest.”
I nod and throw my cereal into the garbage. It was getting soggy anyway.
“Is he cute?”
“Is he sweet?”
We’ve arrived at the mall, and Becky and Tara have already begun to texugo me about Josh.
“Yes and yes. I said that already.”
“I don’t think I know him. Is he new?” Tara asks.
“No, he just doesn’t go to our school. He goes to Cresentview!” They squeal with delight.
“Imagine, Courtney with a Cresentview boy. No, wait- I can. He’s totally your type.” Becky gushes.
“How do you know? You haven’t even met him!”
“Is he there for sports or academic?” She inquires.
“Academics.” I answer almost proudly.
“Well then he’s DEFINATLY your type. Cute, sweet and smart, the whole package. That’s difficult to find in a guy. Hold onto him!”
I sigh. “We haven’t even gone out yet. Though he did say he’d call me tonight.”
They break out into another squeal.
“We’ll help you pick out a encontro, data outfit.” Tara tells me. “This is going to be so much fun!”
They pull me into every store we pass, and I nearly drown in the amount of clothes they insist I try on. All I can think is that this is going to be a long afternoon.
“Wow. This is the one. THE outfit.” Tara says, looking me over.
I have to admit, I look good. The red cami I had just tried on with the detailing at the topo, início is classy and flirty, but not slutty. The black casaco, casaco de lã and dark wash jeans give the outfit a slightly mais casual look, just right for a first date. And I have just the shoes at início to match.
“This is awesome! We should go to Abercrombie now.” Becky suggests.
“Really? I’m hungry. Let’s go to the comida court.” Tara points out.
“Let’s get our shopping done first, it makes mais sense.”
“Yeah, but then we have to lug extra bags to the comida court, which will take up mais room.”
“We might not buy anything, and if we do, it’ll only be a bag or two. You can get a pretzel to hold you off till then.”
“But you cant go into any of the stores with food! I’ll miss out on all of the stores! And I’m STARVING!”
“Well you’re just gonna have to hold off until we’re done shopping. I need a new sweater, and I saw the cutest one at Aber-”
“You and your stupid sweaters!”
As the two of them bickered, I stared at myself in the mirror, angling myself this way and that. I did look good, and I was going out with a cute, smart and sweet Cresentview boy.
Duncan who?
por TellMeSomethingIDontKnow on Fanfiction.net
the veiw of the eiffel tower at night, except in the story only the tower was lit
COURTNEY'S POV: I got out of the chuveiro and wrapped a towel round myself & i started to sing. "All the single ladies... now put your hand's up!" i sang lustily. I walked onto the landing and made my way to my bedroom. I started to wiggle my hips as i sang. I spun around and screamed in shock.
"Hey sexy!" a guy with a green mohawk, who had piercings (ew!) and had the most GORGE cerceta, verde-azulado eyes winked at me, or rather, my CHEST!
"W-who are you?" i asked
"Your NEW neighbour!" he said. Woah...
A BIG shock!
TBC...
"Hey sexy!" a guy with a green mohawk, who had piercings (ew!) and had the most GORGE cerceta, verde-azulado eyes winked at me, or rather, my CHEST!
"W-who are you?" i asked
"Your NEW neighbour!" he said. Woah...
A BIG shock!
TBC...
Courtney's POV:
It was 8:00 p.m when Duncan came to my house,we talked we fought we "did some stuff".The seguinte dia at school i felt weird.I felt like i was being watched.I finally found the guys "Hey guys" i said if there were nothing to hide."Hey Courtney wat up?!"Trent asked nicely.I hugged them and told that i felt like i was being watched.They lefted me in the middle of the hall and came back with Duncan."Soo Courtney wanna talk to me alone?""Sure Duncan""So u feel like someone is following u?""yeah....Why""just askin."Then he left for CLASS(shocker!!).I was left alone i didn't go to my classes i left school that day,i went walking around town.
Duncan's POV:
It was lunch i was looking for Courtney she was no where to be found.I was so that this guy named Michael took her.I guess when i find i have tell her the Truth.
It was 8:00 p.m when Duncan came to my house,we talked we fought we "did some stuff".The seguinte dia at school i felt weird.I felt like i was being watched.I finally found the guys "Hey guys" i said if there were nothing to hide."Hey Courtney wat up?!"Trent asked nicely.I hugged them and told that i felt like i was being watched.They lefted me in the middle of the hall and came back with Duncan."Soo Courtney wanna talk to me alone?""Sure Duncan""So u feel like someone is following u?""yeah....Why""just askin."Then he left for CLASS(shocker!!).I was left alone i didn't go to my classes i left school that day,i went walking around town.
Duncan's POV:
It was lunch i was looking for Courtney she was no where to be found.I was so that this guy named Michael took her.I guess when i find i have tell her the Truth.
