Duncan's POV

"Duncan! Dude!" I shut my locker and turned towards my long time friend Geoff Anderson who had a lopsided grin on his face.

"What's up man?" I asked him, judging by his face it was something about his obsession with Bridgette McKay. He had been head over heels for her ever since freshman year.

"It's Bridgette! She's gonna go on a date with me!" Called it. "That's great Geoff." I told him while casually looking behind his shoulder at the hottest girl ever.

Courtney Hallman's her name, but I refer to her as Princess. It suits her. She was a stuck up, bossy, pole up her ass kind of chick. I liked to tease her, it was one of the only reasons I came to school everyday. She hated my existence and she made that apparent to me and to everyone around her. I cared for her, but God forbid I admit that to anybody, especially her.

"Umm dude, you good?" Geoff said snapping me out of my thoughts and my gaze. He turned his head and saw Courtney taping up fliers for class president on the walls. He turned his face to me and smirked.

"You like her, don't you?" He said grinning in a voice that was slightly taunting me. "No way bro, I mean she's hot but not my type." This was true, in a sense. I couldn't see me and Princess ever becoming anything more than friends. If we ever became that. I wouldn't usually go for her type but I knew there was something more under her hard outer shell. And I was determined to break it.

Courtney's POV

What the hell? I thought to myself when I felt something hit the back of my head. I turned around in my desk to see none other than the bane of my existence, Duncan Evers. He was your typically bad boy, with a neon green mohawk and piercings everywhere you looked. Dressing in dark colors as always with his bright red chucks.

His face displayed his usual smirk whilst I glared at him. His response was a quick wink of those gorgeous real eyes. Gorgeous? No. Unique.

I slowly turned around in my chair and checked my watch. 1:42 PM. Mr. Taylor was twelve minutes late to teach AP English. How Duncan got into this class was unknown to me. I felt something else hit my head again. I whipped my head around to see Duncan still smirking his ass off.

"What do you want cretin?" I asked spitefully while rolling my eyes. "Nothing Princess." He said as I glared at him for the nickname. "I told you not to call me that."

"I don't like following rules Darling, I though a smart girl like you would've gotten that by now." He said cocking his head to look at me sideways. He pulled one of his hands out from under his desk and flicked a piece of paper at me, hitting me directly in the eye.

"OWW Duncan what the hell!?! You hit me right in my freaking eye."

"Aww does the Princess have a boo boo? Does she want her Prince to kiss it better?" He said with a teasing tone.

I rolled my eyes and turned around again in my desk as Mr. Taylor finally arrived. I looked back at Duncan who had his arms crossed and was still smirking.

"You are the bane of my existence."

AN: Hey everyone! This is my first fanfic so please keep the hate down. I love this couple and this match and I've always wanted to write a story about them. I know this is an old couple but I don't really care. Please review and share your ideas with me for this story and for future stories.

Until next time...