Badadadadadadaaaaaaa! This is a story my friend, infected bliss and I created! We both created this story and both of us participated in creating the chapters! Enjoy our little story!

Chapter 1: The beginning of the End

Duncan's POV (infected bliss)

I can't believe I am doing another season of this stupid show. To top it off, we supposedly have to sing. The last thing I want to do is randomly sing some show tunes on international TV. I don't even need the money; I still have a ton of my million that Courtney didn't spend. I swear to God the only reason I'm even still here is Gwen. Not Courtney, Gwen; the girl I've probably just screwed any chances with. Damn it, why did I have to go and kiss Courtney on that stupid bus? I hate my teenage hormones... I don't even really want to be with her that much anymore, hell, even right now she's nagging at me, as if she has nothing better to do on this stupid bus ride to the airport than to criticize my style, Mohawk, piercings...you get the idea. I looked around the bus hoping to god there was somewhere, ANYWHERE else to sit. If I didn't get away from this woman soon I was going to freaking lose it.

Lucky for me I found another empty seat next to none other than my lovely gothic friend sitting in the back.

"Honestly Duncan, those piercings have got to go soon, I mean how do you expect any place to hire you with those things. Besides they can get infected and everything and-" Courtney blabbed in my ear, writing down on a little note pad titled: Things That Duncan Needs to Change. Ugh. I took my chance and got up nearly bolting towards the back of the bus.

"Mind if I sit here Pasty?" She smirked.

"Courtney driving you insane?"

"That is an understatement." She patted down next to her for me to sit.

"If she drives you this nuts, then why the hell are you still with her?"

"I have NO fucking clue, right now the woman is working on a list of things to change about me."

"Awe, poor baby." She pouted a sarcastic tone in her voice.

"Oh, bite me sweetheart."

"Make me Dunky."

"I would but we're in public." Gwen giggled and I swear I saw her blush just the slightest bit.

Gwen's POV (tdifreak55)

I'm sitting next to my punk ass best friend, who I just so happen to have a tiny crush on. Ok, it's more than a tiny crush...why does that C.I.T bitch still have to be in our lives? Ugh I kick myself everyday for ever getting with Trent. Sure he was a nice guy but... he isn't Duncan. I guess I got into a trance because Duncan poked me in my ribs.

"Hey Pasty, you ok? Kinda look like you're high or something." He smirked and playfully shoved me.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not high on anything, trust me if I was you'd be smoking it with me." I heard his deep actual laugh.

"Good point." He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close and whispered. "But if I got high with you, I don't know if I could control myself around such a sexy woman." My cheeks turned deep red, I know. Did he just really say that? Maybe he might like me back...no no I'm just Gwen...even though I fucking hate Courtney's guts, I can't compete with her. I'm just plain normal ole Gwen. However, that doesn't mean I can't flirt back and hope for the best...

"Hmmm maybe I should go grab some of Chris' stash then." I give him a little wink and put my hand on his chest, he smirks.

"Hell yea." His tone is more husky and his face is so close to mine...why the fuck does he have to be so...Duncan-y? I hate teenage hormones...

Still Gwen's POV (infected bliss)

Our faces were mere inches apart when the bus came to a halt and our ears were filled with that painfully shrill voice.

"Duncan! Can you come and grab my bag!" Courtney shouted, it didn't sound like a question from her, more of a statement that clearly meant: Get your ass over here and carry my crap now. Charming, Courtney. Duncan quickly removed his arm, groaning before going back to the she-demon. The little bitch didn't deserve him, she never liked him for who he was and she probably wouldn't be satisfied until he became a male version of her. Over my dead body... There was nothing to change about him, he was, just amazing. I hate myself again for not having the balls to tell him how I feel.

Duncan's POV (tdifreak55)

Damn it Courtney! I was just about to kiss Gwen and you-wait wait wait...I WAS ABOUT TO KISS GWEN! Whoa...I'm just glad Courtney didn't see it or this time she might actually cut off my dick. I look down at my crotch and wince at the thought.

"Duncan!" Courtney's shrill voice shrieked. She pushed her backpack into my hands.

"Carry my bag! And quit slouching you'll end up getting a hunch and it's not proper and-"

"Duncan get off the bus!" Chris ordered, thank God. I got off and saw that Gwen and Heather were already arguing.

"My extensions are HUMAN hair!" Heather said/yelled. I walked over there.

"You learn something new every day." I saw Gwen snicker; I love to make her laugh.

Duncan's POV(infected bliss)

Gwen looked back at me. It was definitely a look I'd call sexy. I grinned back; I could almost feel Courtney's glare at the back of my head as Chris called out the rest of the poor saps who were stuck in this season, including two newbies, Alejandro and Sierra who apparently dreams of Cody. I just realized how much that twerp's crush on Gwen annoyed me. It was never going to happen with them, I would definitely make sure of it.

Just as I was about to go over to Gwen that giant death-trap that Chris called a plane pulled up. "Excuse me but I'd like to express some concern about the safety of our plane." Courtney said, raising her hand like she was in class. After seeing a part of the plane fall to the ground, this was one concern I had to agree with her on. After Chris knocked out Owen with a frying pan (that came out of nowhere) he announced to the world to watch the new episode, as he sang the show's title. The singing thing is true, oh hell no.

Gwen's POV(tdifreak55)

Oh Hell no, we seriously have to sing! Great...

"Singing, really? I thought Chris was joking about me." I felt a hand grab my shoulder.

"I know right, this fucking sucks." It was Duncan, I smile a little.

"Glad you feel the same, about the singing thing...heh." God I'm such an idiot...I hear him chuckle a little.

"Pasty's turning red on me." I feel his hand brush my face to my hot flushed cheek; that only made me blush more.

"Yo young punk lovers we're leaving!" Chris yelled to us, I felt every eye turn to us; I think I'm gonna die...

Duncan's POV

I hate Chris...I really do. Why did he have to say "punk lovers"? Courtney's already on my ass about everything, now it's gonna be fucking hard to hang with Gwen now! Oh well, I'm gonna do whatever the Hell I want. After Chris gave us the tour of this shitty plane, I sit down next to Gwen in the mess hall.

Duncan's POV(infected bliss)

"You think we'll be on the same team Pasty?"

"God I hope so, if I am stuck on a team with- you know who- I'll fucking lose my sanity." She groaned. "N-no offense to your girlfriend or anything."

"Pfft, if I'm stuck on her team I'll go insane." She grinned. I made sure nobody was looking and leaned closer. "Wanna sneak off for a while?"

"Hell. Yes."

Gwen's POV (tdifreak55)

Duncan grabbed my hand and we snuck into the cargo hold; no one will think to look here.

"oooh it's so daark and scarrry I'm shaking in my boots!" Duncan laughed and pulled me close to him.

"Don't worry pasty I'll protect you!" I snickered.

"Oh yea? Who beat that physco killer ass on the island, huh muscle boy?"

Duncan smirked. "I gotta admit, that was fucking badass, but I think I could have done better."

I raise my eyebrow. "Uh huh you should have seen your face when all of you guys ran in to warn me."

Gwen's POV(infected bliss)

"What about it?" Duncan said playing dumb.

"You were scared."

"Was not."

"Were to, you care."

"Only about you." Wait, what?

Duncan's POV

Shit.., my brain is fried.

"What about Courtney?" Gwen asked, her dark eyes staring into my soul. Before I could say anything Chris called everyone to the mess hall.

"I...guess we should get back." I mumbled going back to the mess hall.

Gwen's POV

Duncan turned and left the room. I wondered what he was going to say, did he care more about me than his own girlfriend?

Gwen's POV (tdifreak55)

I walk back and sit next to Duncan, he looks like he's either about to get plane sick, or he's in really deep thought. Look up at him, his eyes catch mine. There's a look in them...not like any look I've ever seen him give me. Under the table I give his hand a comforting squeeze. I see him look at me...then squeeze my hand back. This made my heart flutter; God I sound like such a girly-girl! I lay my head down on the table.

"You ok pasty?" Duncan asked concerned,

"Yea...I'm just tired..." I let out a little lawn. "I'll be fine."

THE END OF CHAPTER 1 :D READ AND REVIEW PLEASE!- infected bliss and tdifreak55