Hey there!
Here is the first chapter of very my first fan fic :) (so exciting)
This is set after TDA, when Duncan and Courtney get back together.
The start is just a little random thought that ran through my mind one night...
The plot actually starts progressing at about the 5th or 6 paragraph...
The story will be based upon DXG, but i wanted to include the reasons behind the DXC breakup first, just cause i felt lilke it.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or the TD series in any shape or form. If i did, i would be making my fan fic a fan reality.
Anyways, without further boring comments...
Enjoy!
Duncan never liked Courtney.
No. He liked the fact that he could crack open her goody- goody façade and find a partner in crime. He liked the fire that rumbled within the dark depths of her, only surfacing when 1 million dollars was on the line. He liked the girl who helped her raid Chef's fridge in season one, leaving nothing but a fish behind. He liked the girl that wrestled him to the ground in a pit of balls. He liked her temper. Not Courtney.
Courtney never liked Duncan either.
To her, Duncan was her doll. She was determined to make him her male counterpart, to alter every aspect of his being to satisfy her towering needs. He's just another project on her to do list, just another flaw to erase. She doesn't like him; she likes what she could make him become. Her high expectations placed before Duncan in the form of a 32-page letter, showing him how to behave if he wanted to call himself her boyfriend.
Polar opposites.
Only hanging on for the thrill of the ride, the hype of the reality show, the sides of themselves that is rarely seen.
The show is now over. 2 seasons done, 1 million dollars now in Duncan's trust fund. Coincidently, Courtney now stands by his side, as if she is completely oblivious to the fact that he voted her off the show. Blinded by the money, she now leaps into Duncan's arms, and seals her devotion with a passionate kiss. So the fire returns.
The weeks trickle by. The relationship crumbles. Duncan realises the fire in Courtney's eyes has faded, and is replaced by that high maintenance chick who wouldn't jump off the cliff at Camp Wawanakwa. The Courtney now isn't the Courtney he fell in love with. She was gone. He didn't want it to be so. He craved to see her face ignite with determination once more. He wanted his old Courtney back.
Duncan decided to take Courtney out to dinner, hoping to salvage their frail relationship before it falls apart. Too bad Courtney has already lost the spark. She was getting tired of disappointment. She's frustrated that Duncan isn't becoming her perfect man. All she wants is to grab her scissors and chop of his stupid Mohawk in his sleep, to push his lazy body out of bed and into a classroom. When she runs for office, she wants to be able to tell the story of the man who's life was heading nowhere, and how she pulled him from the lure of the streets and made him a successful man. But Duncan wasn't helping one bit.
"So Courtney how was your day?" Duncan's voice travelled over the exquisite food, around the room, but not into the ears he intended. Courtney's head remained down, enthralled in her PDA, not bothering to acknowledge her boyfriend. She was giving him the silent treatment because he swiped two temporary heart tattoos from an arcade. She only applied it to humour him. Soon he will change.
Duncan was catching on to the reason behind Courtney's icy manner.
"Ok look, they're two tattoos! Who's going to even notice that they're gone? I got it from a box of like, 100! Seriously Court, can't you just chill out? Remember the time we raided the fridge together? You were fearless! What happened Princess?" Duncan's rage rose slowly, and with it, sadness. He regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth, because Courtney slowly rose from her chair, eyes fixed upon Duncan in slits of ire.
"What happened? I'll tell you what happened. The show finished. We got back to our real lives. In real life, you can't steal things without getting caught. In real life, you can't get anywhere without following rules, and in real life, you can't live your life with a boyfriend who won't even go to school! So that's what happened Duncan. You happened." Courtney's breath came out in deep pants, as if her speech drained all of her energy. Unlike her boyfriend, she felt no tinge of sorrow as Duncan stood up and stared at her with a look of complete hurt.
"I happened did I? Well I'm sorry you feel that way. You won't have to worry about me happening anymore. Goodbye Courtney." Before Duncan could turn to leave, Courtney quickly grasped a handful of food and hurled it at him, his face now soaking. Being the person that Duncan is, he couldn't just let it go. He replied with a decent handful of tomato upon the brunette's hair.
And the rest was history.
Through the cameras from Celebrity Manhunt, their rage fuelled food fight was streamed all over the airwaves, and their break up was final.
Duncan sat on the couch of his living room, watching the show with disgust. Don't they have better things to do? Then Josh and Blainely mentioned Gwen.
Gwen.
She was his best friend on the show. He stood up for her when she was accused of throwing challenges. She gave him someone to talk to when he was separated from Princess, and now, before Duncan's unbelieving eyes, she calls him hot on international television.
Not until now has Duncan even considered thinking of Gwen in that way, but now that he does, it doesn't feel any different. It's as if he's always felt something for her, as if he's always loved her beautiful pale skin, her large innocent eyes and her elegant highlights, which by the way, matched his eyes. Maybe his attraction to playing with fire AKA Courtney has blinded him all this time from the girl he really likes.
Looking back, Gwen was pretty awesome on the show.
He remembered her beating him in the awake-a-thon; that took a lot of effort. He remembered scaring DJ out of his wits with her; she recalled the movie perfectly. He remembered her beating the crap out of the real psycho killer in the horror movie challenge. Now that took guts, and he loved it when Gwen's boot came into contact with the killer's mouth; she deserved way more than a high-five. He remembered that Gwen wanted to burn down Camp Wawanakwa and make it a graveyeard if she were to win. Why didn't he support her? That would've been the greatest day of his life; way better than raiding a fridge. He then remembered the fact that Alien Chunks is her favourite alien movie. Now that moved way her up his "You're Alright Meter". Come to think of it, Gwen was just like him, minus the criminal record. He liked that. A lot.
"Duncan! The limo's here to pick you up for the Gemmi awards!" Duncan's mother snapped him out of his memory montage as he briskly picked up his essentials, (his pocket-knife and lighter) and headed out the door. He laid his head on the back of the cushioned seats and resumed his thoughts on Gwen as the engine purred softly.
She'd be at the reunion wouldn't she?
Duncan's face lit up with a smile. Who knows where that could lead to? Now that Elvis was out of the way going ga-ga for number 9 he has nothing to worry about. That was until he realised that Courtney would be at the reunion too.
So there you go!
Hope you liked it
It probably wasn't my best work... just something that i wanted to type up cause it sounded interesting in my head.
reviews are greatly apprieciated
next chapter will come soon
Toodles :)