Welcome to a story that just hit me! I couldn't stop myself from creating this. Once something enters my mind I can't keep it there. I will complete every story I start no matter what and no matter how much homework I am assigned, I will always finish what I started. Enjoy!

Welcome to a small town outside LA. The name is of little importance and it's the story you really care about so let me give you the little background information you need to understand all the drama that will commence when the next chapter begins.

Now we begin with a bored Duncan, a bitchy Heather, then subtract the girlfriend to end up with a broken hearted Heather. You finish with a still bored Duncan then introduce a sweet innocent Courtney and everyone expected another pregnant 16 year old.

They whispered in the halls behind her back, betting on the due dates, the nerds shaking their heads in mourning as their best student and the ASB student body president no less was about to go down the dark road leading to her demise. The teachers would look at her different when the rumors had reached their heads and were resolved to give her break when the time came. The innocent prep had no recollection of anything that was buzzing around her and failed to notice the changed attitudes of anyone but the bad boy of the school Duncan.

Courtney was surprised and yes flattered that the heartbreaker in the school had picked her after he broke up with the Queen Bee, Heather. But Courtney wasn't stupid, or as naive as some people thought, yes she was innocent, she still hadn't had her first kiss yet but she wasn't stupid. She knew if she allowed Duncan to enter her world and "woo" her, she would end up as broken hearted as Heather, as defeated as Gwen, as worse off as other girls unfortunate enough to become pregnant at the punks cold hands. She did have a crush on the punk, with his beautiful teal eyes, those alluring piercing, that smirk that never left his face just waiting to call her name. But Courtney was stronger than most people gave her credit for.

The fateful day when it all started was a day that the small high school would always remember and would change the fate of the entire senior class and every other student to pass through those halls.

Early one Friday morning, the day after Duncan Russell had broken up with his girlfriend of four in a half months (a new record) Heather Adachi, and was sitting up in a tree in the back of the schoolyard and staring at the girls that passed by. Everyone had heard about the break up and now Duncan was bored looking for a new toy that would hopefully be less annoying than his last but just as fun in bed and hopefully more.

Duncan only had two toys that he had ever called "girlfriends." Most of his toys were one-night stands but two were fun little toys he had kept for awhile. His first toy was Gwen, he had "dated" her back in middle school, and that had lasted for a good three months. Duncan had mostly kept her around because she practically worshipped the ground he walked on and for a seventh grader it was a fun experience but when she wouldn't let him touch her, he dumped his toy and moved on to other ones. Years later in high school he would pick up that old toy, dust it off and played with it as he pleased, until he became bored again and dumped it for good, shattering the poor girl's heart. Now in his senior year two weeks into the school year he had just dumped his last toy and was eagerly looking for a new one.

Courtney always came to school early and always read her book under the same tree until the bell would ring and she would walk to class. She had picked a small shady tree in the back of the schoolyard, away from the drama, the noise, and the obnoxious couples that would make out all day long. This was her senior year and fourth year under that tree so she saw no problem sitting under it, and yes, she did notice the punk sitting up in her favorite tree, even though he had concealed himself well enough behind the braches and leaves, so no other student had noticed him. But Courtney was much more observant than the rest of her narrow minded classmates and just decided that even a very hot, sexy punk would not intimidate her from her favorite reading spot. So the prep sat down, on the somewhat damp green grass and began to get lost in the world of fiction with Mark Twain as her guide; sealing her fate, along with the school's and her fellow peers.

Duncan looked beyond him into the yard to discover the prep coming toward the tree and settling down below it and taking some book their English teacher had assigned. But he became more interested in the prep herself, taking in every feature, the swish of her hips, the way she licked her lips ever so slightly, her hands as they tucked a strand of hair behind he ear. The way she desperately tried to hide her chest in sweater vests but failed easily as Duncan wished he could see through that shirt. Duncan's view changed as she sat down and found himself engrossed by her hair, the smooth waves, the shine, the color, and too soon the bell rang, and the prep was up and walking to her next class. His eyes never leaving her butt and it was only the sound of the second bell that snapped him out of his trance and he had now found his new toy. Maybe this toy would be called a girlfriend too and join the honored ranks of the two he had called girlfriends.

Duncan wasted no time in trying to acquire his toy but of course, he had to tell his boys first. He found Geoff swapping spit with his girl behind the school dumpster and ended the gross scene with a snap of his fingers and his boy came quickly to his side with a small kiss goodbye to his blond haired, vegetarian girlfriend named Bridgette. They found DJ in the photo room, taking photos of his girl and her best friend, Katie and Sadie. The squeals got on Duncan's nerves before he entered the room and he sent Geoff to retrieve their friend. The trio walked out to the parking lot to smoke and the two right hand men stared curiously at their leader waiting for him to tell them what was up.

"Alright boys, as you know I broke up with the bitch Adachi, and am currently on the lookout for a new toy," Duncan said lightly. The two looked at each other and waited for him to continue. "The lucky girl I chose is…" Duncan took a long drag out of cigarette before saying, "Courtney Garcia" Duncan smirked waiting for the fireworks.

They came.

"WHAT! Dude you can't be serious! I know your evil, and I know the girl is hot but-" Geoff started to stutter.

"BUT, the girl is innocent and pure and she is going to be more heartbroken than Gwen or Heather or any other girl whose heart you broke!" DJ finished.

"That girl is like an angel! She is always caring for others, and she is so smart! Dude you are going to ruin her future! That girl is the only reason any of us are even in our senior year!" Geoff exploded.

"If she hadn't tutored us and let us copy her notes then we wouldn't have passed any tests and you wouldn't have had us to copy off of! You can't go after her dude!" DJ pleaded.

"Why bro? Why!" Geoff desperately asked.

"Damn the two of you are sissys. She is just one damn girl. Girls were put on this earth for us. If the girl is so smart, I bet she can get over me and go on with her fucking life better than any of the other sluts I slept with," Duncan took the last drag of his cigarette and dropped his cigarette on the ground without a second thought and said, "I'm going after her with or without your approval. I just wanted to let the two of you know."

That left the other two stunned, rooted to the spot and staring at the retreating figure of their leader and knew that Duncan was going to go too far this time but they couldn't do a thing to stop it. They had to warn Courtney but they could never betray Duncan by telling her directly. Sometimes rumors can be such a relieving solution. Within a few hours, the rumor that Duncan Russell was going to go after the straight A, honor roll, student body president, that was the pride of the school, Courtney Garcia. Everyone, including the teachers, was devastated.

The change began during lunch, the prep had declined the offer to sit with the Math Club, run by her one of her best friends, Noah, and the band geeks, the proudest of them all, her other best friend, Trent, and chose to sit under her favorite tree while catching up with Tom Sawyer by the Mississippi River. It was then that the wolf had decided to pounce on the pure unknowing lamb, just out of reach of his claws. Duncan walked over to the prep and began his plan in vain.

"Hey their Princess," Duncan purred into her ear as he sat down beside her and grabbed the simple ham sandwich out of her hands, taking a bite out of it.

The prep was not amused as she snatched the sandwich back from the punk with a disgusted look, and said, "What do you want Russell?" The prep looked down at the tainted sandwich, thrust it back into the amused punk's hands, and bowed her head back down to continue reading.

"Aw thanks for the lunch Princess. And you might wanna start calling me Duncan 'cause that's what you're gonna be screaming soon," Duncan said with a full mouth of ham sandwich.

The prep found the scene funny and not seductive in the least. She was holding back giggles when she replied, "When? While I'm yelling at your mother and father to arrest you for trying to rape me?"

Duncan noticed the blush on her face and took it the wrong reason since he had failed to notice her stifled giggles. He replied smoothly, gulping down a juice box he had found in her small sack lunch, "It won't be rape if you enjoy it Sweetheart."

The punk suddenly grabbed her waist, pulled her onto his lap, and tried to kiss before he received a hard, direct, and strong slap from the girl on his lap, releasing her from his grasp as he clutched his jaw in pain.

"I'm sorry Russell but I don't like you like that,"Courtney got up from her position, collected her belongings and proceeded to walk to the library. She would have succeeded to if Duncan hadn't grabbed her wrist, colliding the girl's forehead to his chest. The girl grasped in surprise as the punk crashed his lips with hers.

Courtney's nose would have grown several feet if she told you she had not liked the kiss. It sent electricity running through her bloodstream, adrenaline pumped through her veins, and a moan would have escaped her mouth if she did not act fast. Courtney knew now what was happening and knew she had to stop this now before she was in too deep and she reluctantly broke her first kiss with a swift kick to the punk's groin. The kiss had lasted less than thirty seconds.

Duncan rolled over in pain and sank to his knees as Courtney practically ran away to her sanctuary—the library. His eyes never left her butt.

No, Duncan did not expect every student in the school to be watching this, his first strike out with a girl. No, he did not expect students running around in circles screaming the Apocalypse was coming. And of course he did not expect the girl to say no.

By the end of lunch, which was twenty minutes later, every student, every teacher, and all of his past toys knew one thing- Duncan Russell had been shot down.

Courtney was still in the library sitting on a beanbag chair, with a book in her lap but had been forgotten in the memory of her first kiss. Courtney touched her fingers to her lips, lips that were still tingling from the sudden touch. Courtney was on the verge if running back to Duncan and giving herself to him but something held her back. And by something, I mean someone.

Heather Adachi had entered the library and was standing in front of her and said one simple thing, "Go, and you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

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