Worse Than Heather

Disclaimer: Jewel and Ms. Tiffany are mine. The other characters are not. That simple, really.

Summary: Sometime after Total Drama Action, Courtney is back at school, still smitten with Duncan, though she won't admit it. But Gwen transfers to the school, and Courtney is infuriated! Can she get over it? And has Courtney found a pawn of her own to help her in her fight against Gwen? Stay tuned! Stay tuned! There's some DxC here, mentioned just in case. And it's a minor 6teen crossover. And it's rated T… nothing too bad, but it isn't the most kiddie-friendly story out there. But now, on with the show!

Chapter 1: The New Student

I was sitting with my best friend Jewel out in the courtyard at school. It was a typical school morning, talking with my friend, waiting for classes to start. She was one of the few people I liked at the school. For that matter, one of the few people more intelligent than I am. I never really understood why the other students didn't like her... she's always been there for me.

"Did you go to Dunkin Donuts this morning," Jewel asked, smirking.

That annoyed me when she did that. Duncan had been stalking me ever since Total Drama Action ended, and we finally got to go back home. Except instead of going back home, he decided to follow me! Urgh! And she had the nerve to tease me about it!

"Say, there is Dorkan right over there!" Jewel pointed behind me, and sure enough, he came to see me at school today. Again. Joy.

"I will leave you little lovebirds alone," Jewel said, looking doe-eyed at me with her hands fluttering beside her face.

"I'll kill you later," I quietly shouted. Seriously. So immature, Jewel. Duncan was always pretty immature too, though.

"Hey, Princess," Duncan said, walking up to me.

"No, Duncan." He wanted a kiss. He always wants a kiss. He probably wanted more, too, but I tried not to think about it. I mean, we're still not legally adults yet. Not that it would matter!

"You have to kiss me. We're under the missile toad after all."

Ugh. Gag me. "First, Duncan, it's mistletoe, not 'missile toad.'" I really needed to stop using the finger quotes so often. "Second, there's no--"

Sure enough, at that moment, a poor little frog was tied to a rocket shooting above us. I'd rather not think about what happened to the frog.

"You're sick!" Oddly enough, though, the gesture also made me hot for him. I don't really understand why, but it was hard for me to fight it.

"I try," said Duncan. I wish I could say I tried harder to resist Duncan's charms, but before I knew it, we were making out on the table. Again. Yeah, it wasn't the first time this has happened... well, except for the frog thing. That was unexpected. It felt good, really. At least until...

"EEEIII!!" It was Kristen and Kirsten, apparently without anything better to do than watch Duncan and me make out. Or should that be Duncan and I? Urgh, it doesn't matter! It was odd seeing them without their leader, but still just as annoying.

"Go away!" I shouted at them, but I knew it wouldn't help. They weren't not the kind to take hints, regardless of lack of subtlety.

"I don't mind the audience." Duncan could shrug it off easily, but I had a reputation. Not that it mattered what Tweedle... no, I will not make such an obvious reference. Still, their shrieking could have attracted unwanted attention, which I didn't really want.

"Sorry Duncan," I said politely. "Class is about to start, anyway. I'd... better get going, Duncan." I gave him a small kiss on the cheek before I bolted off. The faster I got away from Kristen and Kirsten, the better for my sanity. Little did I know I would be clamoring for them when I met--

Ms. Tiffany was standing at the front of the room, beside a new student. One I recognized. One that I was not happy to see. "Class, this is Gwen... Gwen... I'm sorry, I can't read your last name here. There's a smudge on the card."

Seriously, you'd have thought it was elementary school, the way the teacher introduced Gwen. More distressing, though, was Gwen, going to my school. Going to my school! Obviously some weird goth plot of hers to steal away Duncan... I had realized why Heather didn't like her. I mean, not that I liked Duncan, but Gwen is just so wrong for him. He deserved someone who didn't drive men into insanity... or, insaninety. OK, that was bad. Still, I had to do something to keep Gwen at bay, and show her who ruled the school. Me! And something I would--

"Hi Courtney! You go to this school?" Ugh, Gwen pretending to be nice, even sitting next to me. I didn't believe this girl.

"Yeah. Hi Gwen. Enjoy your stay here." Yeah, I was smiling, resisting the urge to strangle her. I don't know why she came to steal Duncan away, but she was not going to get away with it.

Well, there's the start. If you want to shower me with praise, you may. If you want to burn me at the stake… well, I'd rather you didn't, but I can't technically stop you. Constructive criticism is very welcome, though.