Story: The Opposite of Love

Chapter 1: Flashbacks of the Worst Days of My Life

Author's Note: SO this is my first Courtney based story. I think most of the stories on FanFiction are about people getting together and experiencing bumpy roads, but I decided to take a turn for the worst and show everyone how it feels when someone like Courtney gets dumped. Every chapter will be named in Courtney's POV but normal writing style will be third-person omniscient point of view. So enjoy!

As Courtney Alcorn arose from bed she was in a terrible mood. She got up, looked in the mirror and saw that her mocha brown hair was frizzy and messed up. She groaned, and realized that her behavior today was caused by something that happened the night before.

"That bastard…" Courtney cursed as she closed her eyes and set her thoughts back to yesterday.

*FLASHBACK*

It was a nice night on October 5, 2019, and Courtney was out with her boyfriend, Duncan Tomlinson. After a hard day work at Courtney's defense attorney job at Chris McLean Law Firm, Courtney was just happy to be out without someone bragging about his hair gel. Apparently though, Duncan wasn't that ecstatic or careless as he should be.

"Babe what's wrong?" Courtney asked concerned as her and Duncan were outside a little Starbucks franchise.

"Courtney look," Duncan said holding Courtney's hands softly. "I know this may seem a little offensive but, I'm breaking up with you." Courtney quickly swept her hands away from Duncan and frowned.

"But…why?" Courtney quipped.

"I just feel like, we don't have anything in common," Duncan admitted. "Plus no one actually thought of us to be a couple,"

"Duncan…you know I love you," Courtney said trying to persuade him not to break up with her.

"I know, and I do too, but not like in love. You know?" Courtney nodded, holding back anger and tears. "Goodbye hug?" He asked holding out his arms. Courtney shook her head and instead slapped Duncan and walked away waiting for a taxi.

*FLASHBACK*

"I hate him, I hate him, I hate him," Courtney repeated as she trudged downstairs in a clean suit and tied hair. As Courtney went downstairs to go to work, she bumped into Geoff, her neighbor.

"Hey Court what's up?" the blonde asked smiling.

"Not well," Courtney muttered as she stomped to her car. She slammed the door and drove off to work.

"What got stuck in her pant suits today?" Geoff asked as he continued his morning walk.

Courtney walked through the doors of her law firm and grimaced at the receptionist, Bridgette, also known as her ex-best friend. She went over to her office and began looking over some paperwork she had to work on for her next case. As she continued working a knock was heard on her office door.

"WHAT!?" Courtney yelled. The person peeked his head in and smiled. It was her co-worker Trent Donovan.

"Someone seems mad today," Trent assumed as he sat down in the chair in front of Courtney's desk.

"Please Trent, I'm always like this. It was my dream to become a lawyer, or anything in the political category, and the second I graduated from Yale, I realized my fun life was pretty much over." Courtney said. The calm guy just shook his head.

"Did you really have that much fun before Yale?" Trent asked.

"Well…" Courtney second thought. "At least I have a better job than being an accountant here,"

"Okay Court, I kinda understand you. But that was my dad's dream, if I really wanted to do this do you think I would want this to happen?"

"That's the difference between you and me Trent, this is my dream. Accounting was kinda chosen for you, if I were you, I would've at least stood up for myself and pursue a job in music or either motorcycling."

"It's just a little too late now Courtney," Trent pointed out. "I'm 27 years old, single, and have a very crappy job."

"Trent…" Courtney called as Trent left. She quickly ran out and stopped Trent. "Duncan broke up with me, that's why I'm in this horrible mood. It's not the job, and if I ever insulted back there, I'm super sorry." Courtney confessed.

"Really? Duncan broke up with you?" Trent asked. "I'm sorry Court, I shouldn't have walked in your office,"

"No it's okay," Courtney replied smiling. "I kinda needed someone to talk to anyways,"

"Well, how about this, Geoff, Gwen, Katie, and I are going out to some drinks tonight. How 'bout I bring you along?"

"I'd like that," Courtney replied moving a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Pick you up at 8?"

"It's a date," Courtney said. Trent gave her a confused look and Courtney then shook her head. "Like, for sure? It's a figure of speech Trent," Courtney clarified as she walked back into her office. As Courtney sat down on her seat, Katie Winters, an assistant walked by and smiled.

"Someone has a crush on Trent!" She sang in harmony. Courtney rolled her eyes as she got on her computer and skipped all of her work. She went to (this isn't real! Well, I don't think so!) and signed up as a new blogger. She named her entire blog called 'Courtney's Opinion' she wrote:

October 6, 2019; Stupid Ex-Boyfriend:

Hello people of blogposting! I'm Courtney Alcorn, defense attorney at Chris McLean Law Firm in New York City. Here I present you what happened last night. So my boyfriend, who I was with for 3 years, just recently dumped me. Now, you would think a reasonable reason right? Wrong. Apparently he said "we have nothing in common," and "no one really thought of us as a couple". Now isn't that just a little rude to say to your ex-girlfriend for 3 years? If that was the case we should've broke up 3 years ago. But then again he's not the kind of guy someone like you regular bloggers would think a defense attorney would date. He was a punk, piercings, green Mohawk, and you get the idea.

So then there's this other guy, Trent. He's a very good friend of mine. Kind of like that gay best friend who isn't gay. So yeah I agreed on a little get together tonight, and now an assistant who's coming along with us thinks I like him. I don't! Plus, Trent's that kinda of dude that has several girlfriends. But enough about him. Onto Dun…I mean my ex-boyfriend.

What I don't get about guys is that expect girls to do everything. Like my ex-boyfriend would always come to my apartment to get a meal if he was broke or something. I think the only time he actually took me out was during anniversaries, birthdays, and our first date. So fellow bloggers and readers, I have a question for you guys. Have you ever had an ex-boyfriend or girlfriend or even current significant other who has flaws that you wish that every person usually does? Well that's Courtney's Opinion for you.

Courtney Alcorn

Right after the blog post, Courtney continued working on her case. She had to come up with an idea that a bottled water company did not kill 39 people in a small town in Kansas. She was first requested to go over to Kansas with a close friend-Duncan- until they broke up and she decided to go alone until further notice. About an hour later a voice was heard over the intercom.

"Courtney Alcorn, please come to my office immediately!" Courtney's boss, manager, and CEO of Chris McLean Law Firm, Chris McLean. Courtney quickly scurried to Chris's office, which by the way was about 7 levels higher than Courtney's office, and rushed into Chris's office. She knocked on the glass door patiently.

"Who is it?" Chris asked oblivious to the clear glass door. Courtney turned around confused and embarrassed.

"It's me Courtney," Courtney said.

"Courtney! I couldn't see you! Come in!" Chris welcomed. Courtney rolled her eyes and entered.

"You wanted to talk to me Mr. McLean?" Courtney asked as she properly sat down.

"Please, Mr. McLean is my father, call me Chris!"

"Um..okay, you wanted to talk to me Chris?" Courtney repeated.

"Yes, I decided to bring an extra person on your trip to Kansas,"

"Who?"

"Bridgette," Chris said proudly.

"Excuse me?" Courtney asked. "Bridgette Fowler is a receptionist why is she going with me to a questioning?"

"Because, I can!" Chris replied casually. "Plus, I promoted her!"

"Who's the new receptionist then?"

"It'll be you if you don't just be okay with it and go back to your office!" Chris threatened with an evil smile.

"Okay Chris," Courtney gave in as she left Chris's office. Bridgette passed by and smiled.

"What's up Kansas buddy!" She teased gratefully. Courtney just rolled her eyes and went back to her office.

"Why couldn't she just stay back at the surf shack?" Courtney questioned herself as she walked into the elevator. Next to her was Gwendolyn Schroeder otherwise known as Gwen, one of Trent's biggest flings, and a common visitor to the Chris McLean Law Firm, she works at The New York Times as an assistant editor. "Hey Gwen," Courtney greeted.

"Hey Court, how's it going?" Gwen asked. She shook off her black short hair, a few years ago it was dyed with teal streaks but since joining the NYT she decided to take them off to look more professional.

"Not much, just found out my ex-best friend is going to Kansas on a business trip with me,"

"Ouch," Gwen quipped. "Remember when we used to hate each other?" Courtney smiled, knowing exactly what went down.

*flashback*

On December 8, 2006, a 14 year old Courtney was happily walking to school she ruffled her long wavy mocha brown hair and adjusted her grey sweater vest. She then mistakenly bumped into the 13 year old Gwen.

"Watch it preppy," Gwen snarled. Gwen then pushed Courtney away and continued walking.

"Excuse me?" Courtney asked as she ran back to the young Gwen. She pointed her finger at Gwen's chin. "Never call me preppy," she warned. Gwen smiled and stuck her tongue at Courtney.

"Make me," She threatened. Courtney grabbed Gwen by her neck length black hair with teal streaks. Gwen turned around and slapped Courtney angrily. Eventually, a group of kids surrounded the two until a teacher approached a much bruised Courtney and Gwen.

*flashback*

Both ladies chuckled.

"And who would think that after that, we would become friends!" Gwen asked.

"I know!" Courtney agreed.

"So I heard you're going to the bar tonight with me, Geoff, Katie, and Trent,"

"Yeah," Courtney said. "Hey, you think it's totally comfortable that I said 'It's a date' to Trent?"

"Not really, Trent's very gullible. He probably thought that you thought of it as a date." Gwen inferred.

"But I don't,"

"Then there's the other solution."

"What?"

"You like Trent," Gwen pointed out.

"I do not!" Courtney denied. As Gwen and Courtney finished their conversation, Courtney's floor arrived. She smiled and gave Gwen a hug. "See you tonight,"

"Bye Trent lover!" Gwen waved as the elevator doors closed on her.

At Trent's office, the ever so lucky Katie was his assistant.

"So…you know Courtney likes you?" Katie gossiped.

"Yeah…you've said that about every girl who works here," Trent pointed out. Katie rolled her eyes.

"I know Trent! But I'm serious this time!" Katie whined.

"Exactly why do you want to be in the political business again?" Trent asked.

"TRENT!" Katie yelled.

"Fine, I just don't believe you thought Kate." Trent said.

"Well, then let's go to the operative, do you like Courtney?"

"Maybe, I'm definitely attracted to her though." Trent admitted.

"Good, I'll be right back!" Katie grinned as she skipped away.

"Hold it," Trent warned. Katie turned around and frowned.

"Tell her, and you're fired," Trent threatened.

"Fine!"

"Now go to the copy room and copy these files," Trent ordered as he handed Katie a pile of papers. As Katie left Bridgette arrived in Trent's office. She smiled as she moved her beach blonde bangs away from her eyes.

"Hi Trent!" Bridgette greeted.

"Hey Bridge, how's it going?" Trent asked.

"Guess what?" she said. Trent shrugged. "I GOT PROMOTED!"

"Really? Congrats Bridgette!" Trent congratulated he hugged her and smiled.

"I'm going to Kansas with Courtney in a few days!"

"Really?" Trent asked a little less excited.

"Yeah! Well, I'll see you later!" Bridgette said as she left. Courtney then appeared against the entrance of Trent's office.

"Hey Trent," She casually greeted.

"Damn, three girls in a row? Nice job Trent," Trent muttered to himself.

"I can hear you, you little pervert!" Courtney teased as she playfully pushed Trent.

"So congrats on being with Bridge on the Kansas trip!" Trent said acting excited.

"Yeah it sucks," Courtney agreed.

"I thought you two were best friends?"

"We were, not anymore," Courtney pointed out.

"Then what happened?"

"Well it goes like this…" Courtney started.

*flashback*

"When me and Bridgette were 18 something broke out," Courtney narrated.

A young Bridgette and Courtney were seen, arms interlocked, as they were both constantly giggling.

"Hey, I heard Bridgette made out with Courtney's boyfriend, Andrew." A guy shouted to his friend. Courtney immediately took her arm away from Bridgette and gasped.

"How could you Bridgette?" Courtney asked shocked.

"Court, I didn't mean to!" Bridgette said innocently.

"Then how do you explain this?" the guy said showing the 18 year old Courtney a video of a blonde blue hoodie girl making out with someone who looked exactly like Andrew. Courtney suddenly grew red with anger.

"Courtney! He was the one who went on me! Can't you understand?"

"No I understand perfectly Bridgette, you were jealous of me! I had the perfect life, and who were you? The girl next door!" Courtney assumed selfishly.

"Well if you feel that way, then maybe we shouldn't be friends anymore!" Bridgette demanded.

"GOOD!"

"GOOD!"

"FINE!"

"FINE!" They both stomped away furiously.

"So the next few days, we requested to be as far away from our classes as possible, and eventually we graduated and I thought it was finally over. Until…"

A 19 year old Courtney just got into Yale University, she opened her door and there was a short hair 19 year old Bridgette unpacking her clothes.

"Oh crap!" they both said.

"Oh! Then there's that one time when-"

"I think I know enough," Trent stopped Courtney.

*flashback*

"So that's pretty much it," Courtney explained.

"Wait, did you ever really find out if that Andrew dude made a move on Bridgette or not?"

"Well.."

"You're kidding me Courtney," Trent said very disappointed.

"Well, I asked Andrew, and he said no. But who can I trust?" Courtney asked.

"You got a point right there,"

"So…yeah…" Courtney said a little bit nervous. Trent just looked around helplessly.

"Well look at the time, I think Katie should be done with those copies. I'm just going to go then…" Trent said rushing out.

"Bye!" Courtney said a little hopeful. She then look around and sat down at Trent's desk. She looked on her computer and gasped.

So what do you think?

Any advice? I still haven't decided a major pairing, but let's just say this isn't the last time you'll see Duncan. By the way, the blog posting is part of the plot, usually every chapter will have at least one post. Enjoy!