I miss Total Drama so I decided that I'm going to try my hand at another TD fic. I was reading through Thanks for the Memories and I realized how much I actually love DxC!
Duncan Lancaster and Courtney Stanford hate each other. There is no other way to put it. Duncan knows how to push Courtney's buttons and Courtney knows how to nag him enough that he wants to put a bullet through his head. At Wawanakwa High School, everyone knows this and they know to steer clear when the two are even so much as in the same room together.
Though, their fights are usually quite amusing.
So when Courtney and Duncan are put in the same Health class, everyone is sure that this is about to be a very interesting year. And to add to that, Duncan chose to push Courtney's buttons at the completely wrong time.
"Go away, Duncan!" Courtney snarled as she slammed her notebooks against the desk. "I was here first!"
"What are you talking about, Princess? I was here first." Duncan said, placing his red converse on the desk and leaning back in his chair.
In the Health room at Wawanakwa, the desks are set up in three rows. Each row has about five desks and those 'desks' are actually tables that seat two. And if course, when Duncan saw his favourite Princess sitting at the table in the farthest corner, he knew this would be the perfect time to wind her up and watch her flip.
"Duncan, I swear that if you don't get out of that damn seat in the next thirty seconds-" Courtney was cut off when a whimsical lady pranced into the room.
She wore a long brown dress that had a million different layers, all with different patterns, and to top it all off, a paisley scarf was wrapped around her head. "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen!"she sang as she carefull lowered a stack of books onto her desk at the front of the room. "I am Miss. Caldwell and I will be your Health teacher for the rest of the year! Isn't that wonderful?" she gasped, clapping her hands together.
If there was a cricket in the room, it would have been chirping because I can tell you, no one was excited for that class.
"Right," Miss. Caldwell muttered bitterly as she turned to the white board with a black marker in her hand. She started writing on the board as she spoke, "For this semester, we will be doing what every eleventh grade class does at Wawanakwa High."
Miss. Caldwell stepped away to reveal what she had written. Seeing the three words standing out on the white board like an eagle in a flock of pigeons, made everyone in the room (save for Courtney, of course) groan.
The Baby Project.
"As I'm sure all of you know, the Baby Project has been around for years and years and when I was a student here, I did it as well."
"Was Jesus in that class as well?" Duncan snickered at this, earning a shove from Courtney. The punk turned disbelievingly at Courtney, "What? Even you have to admit that one was good."
"Not only was it offensive to Miss. Caldwell, but it was offensive to an entire religion. That's rude and you should have more cultural sensitivity." She snapped, turning her nose to the air and earning an eye roll from the boy sitting next to her.
"If you don't know what the Baby Project is, I'll explain in a moment." Miss. Caldwell smiled as she leaned over and started rummaging through the large drawer in her desk. She seemed to have found what she was looking for when she pulled out a rather large box full of...babies?
Miss. Caldwell lifted up one of the babies with a grin on her face, "for the next month, this will be your child. You and your partner are raising this child together as a divorced couple trying to make ends meet for your baby."
The teacher started walking around the room, making sure that everyone saw the baby doll. "At the end of the project, you will hand in your doll without any scratches, and breaks or cracks and the baby will be as happy as can be."
"...she does realize that what she's holding isn't an actual baby right?" Duncan asked and Courtney didn't even answer him. If they weren't in the middle of class, she would have made sure he got a slap around the head and a good insult shot at him.
"Now, I know what you're thinking," Miss. Caldwell started again, "that you can simply shove your child in a closet and hand them in at the end of the year, unscathed. But that's why you get these as well."
The teacher walked back to her desk and held up one of the books she was carrying in earlier. "This will be your Parenting Journal. You write down the times you fed your child, the times you set it to bed and even what you did that day. Both partners will have to write in it so don't expect to just hand it off to the more responsible of the two."
Duncan chuckled, knowing that was exactly what he was going to do. He also felt a twinge of disappointment because, well, there goes his plan. Courtney on the other had, rolled her eyes slightly. It would be so much easier to just let Courtney take care of the baby. After all, she was a C.I.T and she knew a few things about the responsibility of other.
"Now, I've already created a list of names. I'll read out your name and your partners name and then hand you one of the dolls. Remember, this is your child, so you have to treat them as such." Miss. Caldwell added as she picked up a yellow sheet of paper.
"Bridgette Anthony, you will be partnered with... Ezekiel Popplington." Miss. Caldwell read out and the class 'ooh'ed. Bridgette wrinkled her nose and tried her best to put on a brave face while Ezekiel fist pumped.
"Yeah, eh! A hot gal takin' care my kid! This'll be smooth sailin' eh." Ezekiel said, leaning back on his chair. When the blonde surfer heard this, she twisted around and glared at her partner, grinding her teeth together to stop from completely ripping that idiot apart.
"All right, next is Owen Thatcher and Katie Felisin." Neither of them seemed that disappointed about it. But you could see in her eyes that she was hoping for someone like Justin.
"Noah Lyons, you and Isabel Jenkins will be parents." Miss. Caldwell read and placed a doll in front of Noah who simply raised an eyebrow.
"We don't have someone in our class called Isabel." Noah retorted. In response, the teacher merely pointed up. Slowly, everyone in the class look to the roof to see a redhead hanging off the fan. How had no one seen her before? "...no"
"Hiya, Noah!" the girl grinned.
"No!" Noah screamed and clambered over the desk, clapping his hands together and literally begging Miss. Caldwell, "Not Izzy! Please, anyone but Izzy!"
"The list has already been made." Miss. Caldwell answered pulled herself away. "Now, lets see. The next partners will be... Courtney Stanford and Duncan Lancaster."
The room fell silent, other than Noah's quiet sniffling as everyone slowly turned to face the pair who had stiffened as they processed the information. After a moment, all hell broke loose.
"YOU CANNOT PUT ME WITH THIS- THIS..." Courtney sputtered to find the right word to use, "NEANDERTHAL!"
"Hell to the no, am I doing this!" Duncan spat, "The chicks attractive, but she isn't enough to raise a baby with!"
Courtney glared at Miss. Caldwell, "I refuse to be partnered with Duncan!"
"As I said to Mr. Lyons, the list has already been made. There is no changing." Miss. Caldwell sighed. She knew she shouldn't have put those two together, but it was just so tempting!
"I would rather be with Heather." Duncan snapped and the room gasped. Even Heather seemed shocked because she even knew how much of a bitch she was. "Heather."
"Look, you get who you get and there is no changing it!" Miss. Caldwell snapped and slammed the baby down on our desk, "Now you'd better start coming up with names!"
Duncan and Courtney simply stared at the little baby doll. It only had a diaper on and it's bright green eyes seemed to be staring into their souls. It had curly blonde hair that was only about two to three inches long.
This was going to be horrible...
"I'm not checking!" Courtney snarled as she shoved the doll over to Duncan who pushed it right back. "No! Besides, it's not like there's going to be anything down there."
Duncan shrugged, "I don't know how explicit they get! There might even be details and everything." Courtney wrinkled her nose at that. "Just check!"
Courtney finally gave up and carefully lifted the diaper with her finger, peering in. "Nope, it's a girl." she sighed, "And for the record, these were built for children. They aren't going to go into detail on that part of the body."
"Oh, I know. I just didn't want to be the one known for looking into babies diapers." Duncan shrugged and for the millionth time that day, the brunette rolled her eyes.
Courtney toyed with a strand of her caramel coloured hair as she put on her thinking face. People closest to her always knew when she was deep in thought because her eyebrows would push together and she would stare off with a pout on her face.
"Mary-Anne."
"What?" Duncan rose a pierced eyebrow at the girl sitting next to him. It was the end of Health class an everyone had split up with their partners to discuss names and living arrangements.
"Her name. We should name her Mary-Anne." Courtney explained.
"No. That sounds like a librarian name." Duncan said bluntly, "how about Mercedes?"
"That's a stripper name. Besides, someone in our class already has that name." Courtney pointed out and nodded to a girl with long blonde hair and dark makeup. Courtney was pretty sure her clothes were just lingerie and she kept on leaning over so her partner, Geoff, could get a good look at her chest.
Duncan let out a low whistle, resulting in Courtney hitting him on the chest. "How about...Greta?"
Duncan wrinkled his nose, isn't that a kind of cheese?"
"That's feta, Duncan. Okay, how about... April?"
Duncan had no complaints other than... "But it's February?"
"It's just as name, Duncan." Courtney snapped and the punk held his hands up in surrender. Courtney pulled the Parenting Journal close to her and in sharpie, wrote across the top.
April Stanford-Lancaster
"This is it, wifey." Duncan smirked and pointed to the doll, "How did it feel to push that out of your-"
He never got to finish his word before Courtney's foot kicked him where it hurt. A lot.
So this is what I'm going to do. I have a poll on my profile asking what I should write next but no one is really voting on it because I haven't exactly been the most active author on FFN. But anyway, I have three choices, a holes fic, a X-Men fic and a Total Drama fic. I'll write out the first chapter of each story and whichever gets the most reviews will be continued actively and the other ones will be updated maybe once a week or so. Maybe less.
Question Time!
1. What do you think of Courtney and Duncan's relationship?
2. How good do you think they'll be as parents?
3. Do you think April Stanford-Lancaster will be totally destroyed by the end of the month?
4. What do you think of Miss. Caldwell for putting them together?
5. How did you enjoy the first chapter?