A/N: Hey, so this is my first Total Drama fan fiction, and first fan fiction I've actually shared with other people. I've been reading a lot of DuncanxCourtney lately, and when this idea popped into my head I decided to write it! I hope you like it!
Courtney woke up, the morning sun shining through the window. She looked down at the large diamond ring on her left ring finger. Two more weeks, she thought. Two weeks until the wedding, then next month I start law school.
A knock on her door stopped her thoughts, and she looked up to see her fiancé walking through the door. He had neat black hair, pale skin, and beautiful blue eyes, and was wearing his police uniform. He walked over to the bed and sat down next to the mocha haired girl.
"How's my wife-to-be today?" he asked. Courtney smiled.
"I'm fine Darren," she responded. The police chief's son leaned forward and gave Courtney a peck on the lips.
"Well, I really have to leave for work now," Darren said, getting up off the bed and heading towards the door. He stopped in the doorway and turned back. "Hey Court?"
"Yeah sweetie?" Courtney asked with a smile.
"Could you go grocery shopping today? We're running low on milk." Courtney's heart sunk a little on the inside, though she remained unchanged on the outside.
"Sure," she got out weakly. Darren smiled before leaving.
"What's the big deal Court? So he asked you to get some groceries. It's not like you're overly busy," Bridgette, Courtney's best friend since middle school began. "I mean, you don't start law school for another month, and both your and Darren's moms are taking care of all the wedding stuff."
"I know. But I just hoped that maybe he would do something romantic for once," Courtney complained. "I swear sometimes he doesn't have a romantic bone in his body."
"Hey, you're the one who fell in love with him," the blonde surfer girl joked. Courtney's face remained unchanged. "You do love him, right?"
"What? Of course! Why else would I be marrying him?" Courtney exclaimed.
"Right. Of course," Bridgette replied doubtfully.
"Darren! Courtney! I was beginning to think you weren't coming!" Darren's mother exclaimed, hugging the engaged couple. They all walked through the foyer and into the kitchen, where the rest their parents were located. Darren's father smiled at the two.
"There they are! Why so late?" he asked.
"Courtney came home late from the grocery store. Then it took her a while to get ready," Darren explained. Courtney shot him a look. They both knew the real reason was that Darren had stopped to have a conversation with the woman in the condo next door, Heather.
"That's our Courtney!" her father said. Before she had a chance to defend herself, her mother spoke.
"Just as long as she doesn't do that at the wedding!" her mother joked. The adults all chuckled.
"Okay, well that's enough of that. It's time for dinner," Darren's mother stated. "Sweetie, will you go get the boys?" she instructed her husband. The police chief nodded and left for a minute as the rest of the group moved to the dining room. Mr. Jones returned a minute later with Darren's younger brothers, both with their fathers blue eyes, but their mother's blonde hair. They took their seats at the large table and began to dish out their food. They all sat and ate their meals, Chicken Parmesan with linguini. The conversation was light, mainly talking about the wedding, Darren's work, Mr. Jones's work, and Courtney's father's work as the District Attorney. Courtney just sat, pretending to be interested in the conversation, and being sure to nod or laugh when everyone else was. She didn't particularly care to hear about low speed chases, the number of junkies arrested, or the lack of people wanting to intern at her fathers office.
Courtney's attention was finally caught when Mrs. Jones spoke her name.
"Hm?" Courtney asked, hoping no one noticed that she wasn't paying attention.
"I said, what are you planning on doing after law school?" the blonde woman repeated.
"Well, I plan to-"
"She's going to come work in my office," her father announced, cutting Courtney off. Courtney sighed, as the others continued their conversation about how they wanted her future to go. Just as her mother brought up the topic of children, they all heard the front door open and slam shut. Everyone froze.
"Hey, anyone home?" a man's voice shouted. Courtney noticed the voice sounded quite a bit like both Darren and his father. Just as she came to that realization, she looked to see the entire Jones family was sitting with shocked and slightly scared looks on their faces. "I said, is anyone- oh." In the doorway to the dining room stood a man who bore a striking resemblance to Darren. If Courtney didn't know better, she'd say they were twins. He had the same facial features, pale skin, black hair, even the same build as Darren. Only the strange man had his black hair gelled into a small, green mohawk. The man was dressed in baggy denim jeans, a black t-shirt with a skull on it, and red converse. His punk look was completed with multiple piercings. The last trait that caught the mocha-haired girls eye was that he had the same blue eyes that the rest of the Jones' had, only to Courtney, his seemed more amazing.
"What, no 'hello' for your first born son?" the stranger said sarcastically, breaking the awkward silence. First born son? Courtney thought, I thought Darren was the oldest….
"Why would I say 'hello' to a felon?" Mr. Jones growled, giving the stranger the death glare. The stranger rolled his eyes, before they landed upon Courtney. He looked intrigued, and then gave her a smirk that made her tan skin blush uncontrollably.
"Who's the Princess here?" he said, eyes still on Courtney.
"That's my daughter!" Courtney's father growled. The stranger's eyes moved over to the middle aged man in the preppy clothes.
"Aren't you the jack*ss D.A. that gave me my sentence?" the punk said, before he found his eyes moving back to Courtney.
"Duncan, get out of this house now!" Mr. Jones exclaimed, slamming his hands on the table as he stood. Duncan… Courtney thought, still blushing as the punk's eyes still remained on her. "You're not welcome here any more," the police chief continued. "And get your eyes off of Darren's fiancé!" The punk twitched ever so slightly, before letting a small laugh out.
"Darren's fiancé? No, really," Duncan laughed. Mr. Jones let out a growl.
"Duncan, honey, you really should leave for now. We can sit down and discuss this when we don't have guests," Mrs. Jones said softly.
"I thought they were going to be part of our family," Duncan replied sarcastically, his eyes still remaining on Courtney.
"Duncan…."
"Pft, fine," Duncan accepted, rolling his eyes. He picked up a backpack off of the ground, and turned back to Courtney. "See you around, Princess."
A/N: I know, it kind of sucks. Sorry if the characters are a bit OOC. I tried to keep them in character. Anyways, I'll try to get the next chapter up soon! R&R please!