I hate myself for not updating my other story. I gotta finish it soon. But, like, I don't want to, you know? It's kinda sad. No, no. gotta finish it. Aha. I'll get it done soon, promise.
So…it's school time. Got gym twice a week, which I've never had before. Not looking forward to that. You're not here to read this, though, right? Well then, here ya go.
Disclaimer: I don't own TDI/A/WT
~~~~~TDWT~~~~~
Duncan's POV:
'Well, this should be interesting', I thought as I checked out the scene before me. It's my second day back on the plane, and things have really changed since I left.
What was happening right now was that there seemed to be two different fights going on. Sierra was about ready to knock out Courtney because she keeps talking crap about Cody. I'll admit: I want to see it when she does. Courtney needs to be set straight. Even though I say even worse things about Cody, Stalker101 seems to hate Courtney more than me.
Alejandro and Heather were also engaged in heated argument. And, man, were they yelling. I'd swear my ears bled, they were that loud. Once or twice Sierra shut up for a few seconds to listen to them with her jaw dropping to the floor. The expressions she made were hysterical. Anyway, I have no idea what they were fighting over. They were so loud no actual words seemed to come out. All I know is that I walked into the common area for a snack and saw both of them shooting daggers at each other. Naturally I told everyone else to come and watch. Hey, fights are my thing.
That left Gwen, me, Cody, Owen and Tyler as spectators. What really changed since I left was Gwen. Every time I looked at her it was like I was seeing her for the first time. She was hot, but beautiful too, smart but not showoff-y, and a great person in general. I'd missed her so much. We had a short make-out session in the confessional, but Tyler screwed that up. He's been keeping his mouth shut, but if he says anything, he's getting his ass whooped. There is nothing worse than a rampaging Courtney.
Owen and Cody looked downright frightened at the scene unfolding before us. In truth, it was scary to see Courtney and Heather mad, but terrifying to see Alejandro and Sierra pissed. I had no idea the newbies had it in them. I definitely do not trust Alejandro as much as everybody else (except Heather).
Chris even stopped by to watch, and then mentally slapped himself for not bringing cameras. He didn't go back for them, because after he started listening, he realized that all you could hear was swear words. So these fights are kind of behind the scenes. Hey, I'm not complaining; my expression must be shocked, and it'll ruin my reputation.
Finally, Sierra quieted down. Courtney stopped shouting, too. They were both breathing heavily. With both of them finally quiet, I could make out some words from the other argument going on. Everyone else was probably on my brainwave, 'cause they shut up, too.
"…ALL YOUR FAULT –"
"MY FAULT? WHAT DID I DO?"
"OH, DON'T PRETEND LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW!"
"BITCH, I'M NOT PRETENDING!"
"BITCH? BITCH? OH, WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU –"
"YOU'RE TWO FEET IN FRONT OF ME, HAVE AT IT, SEE IF I CARE!"
Heather didn't move from her spot, but if looks could kill, Alejandro would be worse than six feet under. He'd be burning in hell right now.
Alejandro smirked. "¡Ah! yo lo sabia. Usted no se atreveria"
I had no idea what he was saying. I never bothered with foreign languages. Now I kinda wish I'd paid attention in Spanish 1. I guess I never though I'd meet a guy who had Spanish as his first language.
Heather grinded her teeth. "What. Did. You. Say."
Alejandro shrugged. "Nothing, hermoso."
His constant use of Spanish was seriously pissing Heather off. So much so she actually tackled him. Wow. I didn't think she had it in her. By the time Cody pulled her off him he had several bruises and a black eye. I never thought I'd say this, but go Heather.
Chris was calling for the medic but Alejandro insisted he was fine. As this was all happening I inched myself toward Gwen. I pulled on her sleeve and she smiled at me. Silently, we walked out of the common area. When we got in the confessional, I shut the door as best possible and turned the lights out. Another make-out session was in process.
We continued like that for about fifteen minutes, or however long it was. We stopped when we heard people walking by, and no doubt they'd need the confessional after that whole ordeal. We left as best we could. I was having fun sneaking around.
When we were far enough away I turned to see Heather stomping her way to the confessional stall. Close call there. Not too close, though.
A few small bickers were going around after the double fights. Some people took Sierra's, like (shockingly) Cody, while others took Courtney's (I hate to say this, but I'm with CIT on this one). Since no one really knew why Heather and Alejandro argued, there wasn't much certainty as to who was right. Chris, Courtney, Sierra and Cody all sided with Heather. Chef, Gwen, me, Tyler and Owen were with Al. he's a tough dude, as his swearing evidently proved. I like toughness.
Chef also lost 50 bucks. Apparently he and Chris had a side bet going as to who would lose it first. Chris smartly backed Heather.
I'm pretty happy to be back now that I have someone I like still here. It's more eventful than I thought. The camera doesn't catch half the drama that goes on here.
I'm pretty thankful for that. If it did, we'd all probably be screwed. Or sued. Whichever happens first.
~~~~TDWT~~~~
Alejandro's Spanish: 1) "Hah! I knew it. You wouldn't dare." 2) "Beautiful"
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