AN: So, this is my first TD story in, well, months. Inspiration has seriously been lacking, as well as time. You know, school, drama, homework, whores, newly formed ex's, all the perks of being a teenager!

Anyway, I decided that I needed to write something. Not because I haven't written something in forever, but because I needed to. So, thanks to my odd brain and my need to write, this was born. Enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own a thing.

I couldn't believe it. He'd, he'd kissed her. After everything we'd been through. Sure, I'd been a bitch to him. But I couldn't help it. It was just who I was. Besides, he was the one who was always telling me he loved me for me, wasn't he? I know I was to blame, I'd treated him horribly. I'd been worse than Heather, which is bad. Really bad. Still. I couldn't believe he'd cheat on me. I thought he'd at least have had the balls to break up with me before. But no, apparently he didn't. The worst part? I still loved him. A lot.

"Hey Court." I looked up, not bothering to hide the pesky tears that had been plaguing my vision since the incident. When I wasn't on camera, that is. I still needed to look strong. Like I didn't care. Which basically meant continuing to be a bitch.

"Hey Trent." I said, wincing at the way my voice cracked. The small smile Trent had managed to muster melted, and he sighed. He sat down next to me, and wrapped his arm around me. He didn't say anything else. Neither did I. We just sat there in silence, his arm around my shoulders. After a couple of minutes, I couldn't take it anymore. I turned so that my head was on his shoulder and started to bawl. Hard sobs racked my body. It hurt, but I couldn't make myself stop. Trent readjusted me so that I was sitting on his lap, my head still buried in his shoulder, with both his arms wrapped around my waist.

"It'll be okay Court." He whispered to me. "It'll be okay." We stayed there in that position until I was finally able to stop sobbing. I looked up at him, tears still running down my face, and noticed that tears had collected in his eyes, as well. Even so, he smiled at me. I gave him a small smile in return, then climbed off his lap.

"Thanks." I said, wiping the last of my tears from my cheeks. Trent laughed.

"For what?"

"For being here, even though I was a huge, well, bitch, to everyone." He chuckled.

"You aren't a bitch." I shot him a look. "You aren't. You just know what you want, and you go for it. It's this show. It makes everyone look different." I just stared at him. He shook his head and smiled. "You're beautiful Court, and you're full of ambition. Duncan was an idiot. You deserve better." I smiled, and he smiled back. Staring into his eyes, I realized just how amazing they were. I didn't usually like the color green, but that particular shade, it took my breath away. I leaned in and kissed him lightly, tentatively. He returned it, before slowly pulling away.

"I'm still in love with Gwen." He said, holding his breath, looking me straight in the eyes. I smiled sadly, and looked at him.

"I'm still in love with Duncan. I probably always will be, just like you'll probably always be in love with Gwen. You know, the whole first love thing. But," I took a deep breath. "I think we might have something. Something real. And first love or not, I want to give it a try." I stopped talking and bit my lip. Trent just stared at me, then smiled.

"Then let's give it a try." He said silently, with a small smile. He pulled me closer, our lips met, and I knew then that I was right. I'd always love Duncan. But it just didn't matter anymore. Because I'd learn to love Trent so much more.