U and Ur Hand Chapter 1: U and Ur Hand, a total drama series fanfic

Heeeyyyy yallll!!! It's Mea!!! I've been working on this for a bit.. and I still think it could do better but honestly I'm growing impaitiant. AKA I don't care.

Disclaimer: I don't own U and Ur Hand- Pink does. I also dont own TDI or its characters... unfortunatly for me.

Courtney sat with her back to the world, or rather the rest of the club. She reallllyyy didn't want to be here but- whoops!- Trinity, an old friend of hers that had suggested that STUPID reality show to her, had wanted to go out, get drunk and forget Shadow, the asshole that had screwed Trin and left her for dead two weeks later. Said girl was now dancing highly inapporpriately with another dark haired bad boy, the margarita in Trin's hand never spilling. Courtney sighed and glared into her own drink. Once again she had let the stupid Irish (a/n: I'm not making fun here..if anything I'm making fun of myself..I'm highly irish) girl trick her into something she didn't want to do. And now, here she was, alone, at a bar, gulping down her fourth- or was it her fifth?- shot of tequilla, missing a teal eyed, bad ass, sweet talking delinquent. Oh yeah, and getting groped by every no good, perverted, Jackass in the joint.

"Hey Courtney!" Trinity came slogging back slurping her margarita all down her front.

"Ugh. You smell terrible."

Trin winked. "Thazz the smell of liquor and sex and sweat sweetie!" She slurred on. "Your problem-hic- is that you only loosen up when that bad boy of yerz is around or ya wants somefring." Trin gazed at her unfocusedly for a little while and then frowned. "You need more tequilla? Ay 'tender! Three more tequilla's on the rocks!"

"Three? No thanks."

"Only one's fer you."

Courtney shook her head. "You've had enough. Jeez for an Irish chick you sure are a lightweight."

Trinity giggled. "Yeah...Daddy Jack can definately hold it better...and drink even more!" She threw her hands wide.

Suddenly a song blasted through the speakers and Trin's eyes widened. She grabbed Courtney's hand and, after a hurried "c'mon!", dragged her onto the dnace floor.

Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh
Check it out
Going out
On the late night
Looking tight
Feeling nice
It's a **** fight
I can tell
I just know
That it's going down
Tonight
At the door we don't wait cause we know them
At the bar six shots just beginning
That's when dick head put his hands on me
But you see

Trinity swayed her hips and grabbed at Courtney's hands, trying to convice her to dance along. Courtney shook her head. Too many boys would get the absolute wrong idea... but then again... she really did like this song. Maybe, if she could find a way to dance alone, then....

Spying a platform devoid of people and leaving Trinity to be snagged up by a good-looking man, Courtney hopped up and started dancing. Throwing her head back she gyrated to the sounds.

I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really want to mess with me tonight
Just stop and take a second
I was fine before you walked into my life
Cause you know it's over
Before it began
Keep your drink just give me the money
It's just u and ur hand tonight

Teal eyes widened and liquor shot in a stream from surprised lips as Duncan got a good look at a girl who was dancing on the stage a few feet before him. Courtney. Holy fuck. He NEVER dreamed that she'd dance like that..or even that she knew how. Shit. He was gonna...He shook his violently then started heading towards her, making it clear to any other guy where his destination was and that anyone that dared would definately be less of a man.

Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh

Midnight
I'm drunk
I don't give a ****
Wanna dance
By myself
Guess you're outta luck
Don't touch
Back up

Hands sliding down her body and eyes closed, Courtney danced kicking whomever tried climbing up next to her off. Maybe it was just the beat... Maybe it was the smell of the club. Maybe it was the liquor. Maybe it was a combination. Whatever it was. Courtney hadn't felt like this in a long time. Like she was untouchable and no one could make her feel any different.

Hands on the back of her waist and a sudden tug into a pelvic bone made Courtney's eyes snap open. She glanced over her shoulder as she was forced into a rythm with a man she hardly knew. But she caught the corners of a mouth being pulled into a grin, a grin only one person could be able to pull off and she gave and answering scowl.

"Ogre."

Duncan beamed down at her. "Princess." He ground his hips harder against her backside. Elicting a half-moan half agitated scream from his partner. His grin grew bigger.

Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh
Break break
Break it down

In the corner with your boys you bet 'em five bucks
You'd get the girl that just walked in but she thinks you suck
We didn't get all dressed up just for you to see
So quit spilling your drinks on me yeah'

Shadow watched in amusement as Duncan danced provacatively with the girl he'd been pining away for. Yeah, Shadow had heard of Courtney... Duncan talked-no prattled- on about the cinamon skinned beauty all the time. So it was no wonder that he'd recognized her. But the thing that surprised him was not the fact that she wasn't as stuck up as she seemed- hell even he could smell the alcohal- but that he knew Trinity. Shit.

SMACK

Speak of the devil. "Heya Trinny." He bent to kiss her cheek. She slapped him again.

"Bashtart." She slurred at him.

You know who you are
High fivin, talking ****, but you're going home alone arentcha?

Courtney watched the small crowd gather and tugged Duncan's hand (they had recently just chosen to acknowledge the fact that yes this was happening and that she wasn't going to get out of this.). Running up she spotted Trinity slam her fist into the side of a boy's face. Letting go of Duncan she raced to grab her friend's waist. Trinity was sobbing and screaming obscenities that would've made the normally sober teen rather embarrassed to hear.

"Fucked me jest to git wit dat Slut! Well joke's on you, ya ass! I ain't no one's goddamned booty call! I ain't no rebound chick! Go blow yerself!"

Courtney let go and just stared at the sobbing brunette she called friend. This was Shadow? And Duncan was siding with him!

"What the fuck?"

Cause I'm not here for your entertainment
No
You don't really want to mess with me tonight
Just stop and take a second
Just stop and take a second
I was fine before you walked into my life
Cause you know it's over
Know it's over
Before it began
Keep your drink just give me the money
It's just you and your hand tonight
It's just you and your hand

The night ended rather eventfully. Duncan had- surprisingly- tactfully offered the girls a ride home. Shadow had refused his ride and had grabbed Trin's wrist and dragged her across the street and had called a cab, leaving Duncan and Courtney alone to themselves.

"Sooo, ya wanna ride or not?"

Courtney glared at him coolly. "Not. I have a car Duncan."

"Liar."

She blinked. How did he know that? She asked. He grinned and once more offered a ride. She grudingly accepted. The ride was silent and when they arrived at Courtney's newly bought home, Duncan got out too.

"Thanks for the ride. I owe you." Courtney turned, or started to, but Duncan grabbed her wrist and forced her to turn to him. His teal eyes smoldered and he kissed her, hard, pushing her against the door in the process.

"Night's not over Princess." he whispered against her ear before attacking her neck.

Remembering Trinity and Shadow, Courtney mustered up all her strength- an amzing feat considering how Duncan was doing --ah-- that with his mouth- and shoved him away.

"It is for us....Ogre." She unlocked her door, stepped inside and slammed it shut, leaving a confused and frustrated Duncan on her front stoop.

I'm not here for your entertainment
No no no
You don't really want to mess with me tonight
Just stop and take a second
Just take a second
I was fine before you walked into my life
Cause you know it's over
Before it began
Keep your drink just give me the money
It's just you and your hand tonight
Yeah oh

Duncan glared at her door befroe breaking into a grin. this was a Courtney challenge. One he'd gladly get over. Smirking he made toward his car. His princess could certainly throw a few obstacles in his path but, man, did he love that woman.

He'd try again tomorrow, and the next night and the next night, until he had her by his side. He wasn't Shadow for goodness sake. Courtney was his. It was time she realized it. He chuckled.

I'm not the one
Buh bye
Listen up it's just not happening
You can say what you want to your boyfriends
Just let me have my fun tonight
Aiight