"Duncan! For the last time! I. Am. Over. You!" Courtney screamed, she didn't care if she was making a scene in the mall, she was fed up with this crap, it'd been happening way to much and it needed to end. Today. "Sure Sure Princess. I'm just waiting for you to come crawling back to me!" Duncan mocked. Courtney turned on her heels just as she was walking away and threw her steaming hot estrela Bucks coffee on him. Duncan screamed in pain grabbing the nearest cloth, which happened to be Courtney's shirt. "OW! Courtney! The hell?!" He cried rubbing the scolding liquid on Courtney's white shirt. "Duncan don't! Its white!! It'll stain! Stop it!!" She whined aloud. Giggles and stares of confusion were crowding them. Courtney tried to push Duncan away, but his grip was tight. After a while Duncan let go, Courtney covered her mouth in a fit of giggles. "Hehe-Duncan-haha-you're-haha-realllly-hehe-red around...here" Courtney put her hand in his face and pushed him to the ground. Duncan's entire face was red, and sore. "At least it didn't burn" Courtney tried not laughing, but couldn't help it. She started to die laughing. "Hahahahaha, see you later Duncan!" She yelled waving behind her walking away. "Hey Call me!" Duncan yelled to her. Courtney turned around to face him, but was walking backwards "Okay!" She turned around and was walking the right way again..."Okay, yeah I'll call you.." She said to herself. Duncan just watched his little Princess walk away.
(TDI, TDA and TDWT never happened)
I was toppled over por scrapbooks, ribbons, medals and a big canvas bag when I opened the closet door. What really caught my eye was the huge canvas sack that almost pulverized my leg. I wrenched myself out and pulled the bag over to my bed. I dug out my little sister's, Cookie's (her real name is Charlise), little plastic "Sheriff" badge and giggled. I placed it down and pulled out an unopened letter that I never have seen before. I opened and read it:
Dear Miss Courtney Langerak,
Thank you for help saving our ranch from MorcuCorp! We really appreciate your concern for all of the cavalos and the ranch. You are welcome to come here anytime!
From,
Vickie
Barry
Duncan
and the rest of Carousel Ranch!
I ran my fingers over the printed words, especially Duncan's. There was a picture in the envelope of me and Duncan. I now remember how we helped Carousel Ranch like it was yesterday...
I was toppled over por scrapbooks, ribbons, medals and a big canvas bag when I opened the closet door. What really caught my eye was the huge canvas sack that almost pulverized my leg. I wrenched myself out and pulled the bag over to my bed. I dug out my little sister's, Cookie's (her real name is Charlise), little plastic "Sheriff" badge and giggled. I placed it down and pulled out an unopened letter that I never have seen before. I opened and read it:
Dear Miss Courtney Langerak,
Thank you for help saving our ranch from MorcuCorp! We really appreciate your concern for all of the cavalos and the ranch. You are welcome to come here anytime!
From,
Vickie
Barry
Duncan
and the rest of Carousel Ranch!
I ran my fingers over the printed words, especially Duncan's. There was a picture in the envelope of me and Duncan. I now remember how we helped Carousel Ranch like it was yesterday...