A/N: I'm back guys c: It's been like over a year since I've posted. But, Here's a new duncney story to make up for it. I got this idea from tumblr like a million years ago tbh. I started writing it, but I never finished. Anyway, chapter one. Enjoy. If you leave a review, you'll be my new best friend.

I do not own Total Drama or any of it's characters, blah blah blah.

-Himynameisawks

Duncan Pov-

I rushed through the double doors of the Toronto Public Library. Cops will never look for anyone in a library. I don't think they know I can read. Psh.

As I pushed my weight against the glass doors, a cute little Mexican girl with short brown hair stood at the counter checking someone's books out. She took one look at me, and rolled her honey brown eyes at me. Sassy. I like that. I crept to the back bookshelves labeled 'young adults,' and started scanning through the titles. Not that I read. That much.

You know what, don't you judge me, because you're reading this.

Anyway, so this girl at the counter gives me the Hail Mary of dirty looks. She's pretty adorable, though. Her eyes met mine again, and I winked at her. Her nose scrunched up in reply. This could be very entertaining.

I picked up a book that was on display, titled "Love Letters to the Dead." I read the back, it sounds kind of girly, but interesting.

"Can I help you?" I heard a snarky girl's voice behind me.

I turned and smirked smugly. "Nah, I'm good," I laughed. She huffed and rolled her eyes before turning around and returning to her place behind the counter. "I never caught your name," I pointed out.

"Shh!" the girl snapped. "Don't you know you're supposed to be quiet in a library?" Her voice came out in a half yell, half whisper.

I shuffled my feet as I walked up to the front desk. "So, what is it?" I rested my head in my hands and fluttered my eyelashes.

She gave me a deep sigh and gave in. "It's Courtney."

"Hm... I'd say that Princess suits you much better." I teased. "Besides, don't only old ladies work at the library?"

"I am done talking to you, I have a job to do," Courtney snapped, her voice dripping with irritation.

"Alright then, doll face, I'll just have to come back later," I winked.

"Okay, delinquent, what is it that you want?" she huffed, exasperatedly.

"I want you to go on a date with me." I answered, looking into her honey shaded eyes.

"I'd rather set myself on fire." She retorted.

"We'll see."

I peeked out the window to see if there was any sign of the cops. From what I could see, there weren't any lights or cars around. Meaning, I was safe to walk home.

"See you later, Princess," I waved and went out into the street.

In the corner of my eye, I swear I saw her crack a smile.