Duncan lay on his back staring up at the night sky. He could hear the boat motor clanging below him. Duncan closed his eyes and wondered where the journey would take him. He didn't want to return to his parents or the torture of his older brothers. Duncan didn't care where he ended up as long he was away from the island. He assumed the driver was just going in circles to pass the time.
Duncan had just drifted off to sleep, when he was thrown forward into the screen door that separated Duncan from the driver. He stood up and the screen door slid open. The rising sun was just noticeable beyond the horizon. It was a peaceful setting that Duncan wasn't used to. H was used to the rough and tumble of a juvenile detention centre.
The driver picked up Duncan's duffle bag and threw over the edge of the boat onto the dock. He then gestured towards the door with a fake smile, revealing yellow rotting teeth with the odd gap here and there. Duncan jumped over the side and landed next to his bag. He took notice that the dock was in a much better shape than the one he had left last night. The driver on ahead, and not wanting to get lost Duncan followed suit. They walked past a fully-fledged swimming pool, with an island bar in the centre. The hot tub was off to the side next to an empty buffet table. The whole place was silent.
Inside the lobby there was fancy artwork lining the walls and comfy looking sofas on either side of the room. The driver was now standing behind the front desk looking over the keys hanging on the hooks. After Duncan took the entire atmosphere in a shiny key was shoved into his hand and with a blink of an eye the driver was gone.
Duncan stood in the elevator listening to the cheesy music when it came to a stop at his floor. He walked down the hallway admiring the quietness, as he knew it wouldn't be that way in a few hours. Room F. Duncan looked up at the doors. D, E, F. This was Duncan's room. He saw a gleaming gold plaque on the door with his name engraved in it. He glanced up and down the hallway before crossing over to the door opposite his. Courtney read the plaque. Duncan felt a wide Smile spread over his face. "Yes" Duncan thought to himself "His Princess was staying across the hall from him". Duncan could imagine Courtney lying in bed, her silky pink Pyjamas flowing with the shape of her body. Duncan shook his head clear of that image, if anyone knew what he was thinking they would think he'd gone soft. Duncan plodded off back to his own room. It wasn't long before the sleep caught up with Duncan. He collapsed onto his bed and fell into a deep slumber.
The sound of splashing could be heard from outside the window. Duncan rubbed the sleep from his eyes and pulled open his curtains to see the pool area crowded by 17 faces he instantly recognized. He walked over t his door and swung it open. At that exact same moment Courtney did the same thing. Their eyes met and held the gaze for what seemed like a lifetime. Duncan's head filled with memories he shared with Courtney.
"Good morning Princess" Duncan said proudly.
"I've told you on more than one occasion my name is Courtney" Came the brunettes snappy reply "I was starting to wonder when you'd show up" She continued, folding her arms across her chest.
"ah, so you missed me then Princess" Duncan teased leaning back against the door frame.
"Not in the slightest" and with that Courtney wrapped her towel around her bikini and strode off towards the elevator, head held high. Duncan couldn't help but stare. He wasn't usually into the A-type but there was just something about Courtney Duncan couldn't resist. If it wasn't her fiery attitude it was her determination to win, win, WIN!
Down by the pool Courtney was sunbathing, unaware of the outside world. Duncan saw this as the perfect opportunity to mess with Courtney some more. Yes, Duncan was head over heels for Courtney but he wasn't going to follow her around like a lovesick puppy. Duncan threw his thing onto an empty lounger, not taking his eyes off Courtney. He took a running head start and jumped into the pool cannon ball style.
"THAT WAS NOT FUNNY DUNCAN!" Courtney yelled because she had just been soaked from head to toe by chlorinated water. Duncan was treading water with a smug grin on his face. Everyone who had seen the incident was laughing uncontrollably. Courtney glared at Duncan before ringing her hair off on his head and storming back to he hotel room.
Duncan jumped up onto the poolside and his two best friends sat either side of him.
"You like to make an entrance, don't you dude?" Said Geoff. He was wearing his usual cowboy hat low over his eyes.
"Yes. Yes I do" Duncan replied smugly, he turned towards his other friend, DJ, Who was wiggling his feet in the pool, not looking at Duncan but the rings of water that surrounded his toes as he kicked the water gently.
"You shouldn't have done that to Courtney" He spoke very quietly "She's missed you Duncan and the first thing you do is annoy her" DJ was a good listener and propably had heared all of this off Courtney herself "She knows about you and Heather" DJ went silent for a moment, but he could feel Duncan's eyes o the back of his head. "On the island you and Heather…" Duncan cut across DJ.
"Me and Heather? You can not be serious. I mean yeah she's hot" Duncan imagined Heather in his mind, Her long black hair trailing down her back and her short top and tight shorts. "What would you do if a hot girl like that curled up to you in the middle of night and said she was scared?" Duncan waited for a reply of someone but no one spoke "You know yourself she used me to get her own way, and I feel like an idiot for it" Duncan finished the sentence in his head.
Geoff broke the silence "Bridge says you should go talk to her, it might help".