Just a little something i came up with
It mainly focusses on the Duncan/Gwen friendship, and at the end it mentions a smidge of DXC and GXT
Even though i'm a DXG fan, i still love writing about the past couples too.
This is set during TDA anyway, so nothing of the romantic kind is between Duncan and Gwen yet, but it kinda just shows the way they got along well.

i'll admit, it's a bit weird. i literally just yped what ever flowed out of my head. The idea was bursting out of me, so don't judge me too harshly.

The night was peaceful. The birds slept quietly in their nests, with a camera curled up among them. The moon hung in the ebony sky, illuminating the darkness with a magnificent silver hue. The sound of footsteps across fake grass was heard by no one, as pale hands reached up to unhinge the window of a rusty movie trailer. It swung open with a small creak, as her slender body curved through the open window with ease, landing with a graceful thud.

The boy she came for lied in the nearest bunk. Chunky headphones covered his ears, and his hand was frozen into a rock symbol. A smile tugged at the corners of Gwen's mouth.
She walked towards the punk, and timed her attack perfectly. With a swift move of her arm, she snatched away his headphones and whispered in his ear:

"Thanks for making me come to you, lazy." Duncan awoke with a jolt, but before he could make a noise Gwen shoved a hand firmly on his mouth. He responded by licking it.

"Duncan! You're so gross!" Gwen whispered-yelled at her friend as she sat down on his bed.

"You know it sweetheart," he replied smugly as Gwen wiped her hand onto his exposed chest.

"Why didn't you come? You said, and I quote: "I'll swing by your trailer tonight Gwendolyn. Hope 12 midnight isn't too late for you" I waited, and now I'm tired. So you're explanation better be pretty damn good." Gwen's words caused Duncan's face to turn serious. He rehearsed his answer again and again in his head all night.

"Uh, well, since you and Elvis got forced on different teams and all I thought you'd like some alone time or something." Duncan scratched the back of his head nervously. A tiny grin found its way to Gwen lips.

"Uh, thanks, but the last thing I need is some "alone time"" she replied, quoting Duncan with her fingers.

"What I need is a friend, now matter how annoying or dim-witted they may be," Gwen added with a smile. Duncan grinned back.

"Yeah, Leshawna can get on my nerves too," he replied lazily, which earned him a slap to the face from his pillow.

"You're and idiot you know that?" Gwen commented casually.

"Ouch! That really hurt!" Duncan cried in mock-sadness as Gwen giggled.

"Ha- ha Aww, I'm sorry, I'll make sure it'll never happened again," sarcasm dripped off every word. Gwen paused before speaking again," no wait, no I can't make that promise." Gwen's lips curved into a mischievous smile.

The minutes flowed by, the time forgotten. All that mattered was the conversation at hand. Gwen and Duncan just sat there, talking about nothing at all in hushed whispers meant only for their ears. Gwen's eyes suddenly caught sight of a photo poking out from her friend's pillow.

"What's that?" she enquired. Duncan's face flashed into panic.

"Nothing. I-it came with the bed." Duncan replied hastily as he reached to pick it up. Gwen was determined.

"Duncan. We can do this the easy way or the hard way, but whichever way you choose, I'll be looking at that photo within 5 minutes, ten tops." Gwen grinned slightly as she rose to her knees and towered over Duncan.

"So let's start with the easy way. Duncan Bates, can you please give me that photo now?" She asked sweetly.

"Not a chance, sweetheart." Duncan replied quickly. He kept the photo clutched to his chest, and his breaths short and nervous. Gwen sighed.

"Alright. Don't say I didn't warn you," before Duncan could register what Gwen had said, she grabbed his arm tightly and yanked it to the right in the most painful way possible. The pain travelled through Duncan's arm intensely. Gwen leaned closer to Duncan's face. She smiled at his pain.

"Don't deny it, Juvie, there's no escape. If you scream, you'll have about 6 more people looking at your precious photo. If you don't give me the photo, well, your arm will probably be in a cast next time a camera is shoved in your face. So what's it gonna be." Gwen stared deep into Duncan's eyes, waiting for an answer. The delinquent whimpered in pain and sighed in defeat.

His hand unclenched as the photo fell to the bed with a silent thud, and Duncan's arm was no longer in terrible pain.

Gwen picked up the photo while Duncan's head remained down with embarrassment. Gwen eyes widened in surprise.

On the photo was a snapshot of a beautiful brunette, sitting on a deck chair at Playa Des Losers and smiling at the camera sweetly.

"Wow. You've really got it bad for Courtney don't you?" Gwen said softly. Duncan nodded. She smiled.

"Well, I guess I'd better go. I still have to think about who's gonna be on my team for tomorrow." Gwen sighed as she stood up to leave, but not before Duncan spoke up,

"well, if I'm not you're team, then I'll be happy to kick you're ass" Duncan winked at Gwen playfully as the pair bumped knuckles in the darkness.

Before Gwen went, she approached another sleeping boy. His raven hair was shaggy from sleep, and his guitar leaned up against the side of his bunk.

"Hey babe," Gwen whispered sweetly as Trent's eyes opened slowly.

"Gwen? Oh hey." Trent said as his girlfriend leaned down to give him a soft kiss.

"Good luck for tomorrow. You're gonna need it," Trent's smiled weakly as Gwen turned around, slipped through the window once more, and bolting it shut behind her. Soon after sleep enveloped Trent once more.

Duncan lied down in his bed, holding the picture of his girlfriend in his hand. He stared into her deep pools of onyx. He ran his fingers across her flawless cheeks. He pressed his lips up against the smooth surface gently. He knew it was a picture, but it was the closest to Courtney he could get.

"I miss you," he whispered softly, hoping, daring to dream, that somewhere in that pile of lawsuits she heard him.

So there it is
I originally intended to leave this as it is, but after a but of time to think, a bit of a plot is starting to mould itself in my brain...
so if you would like to see more, review and i might make this story longer...

Thanks :)

and be sure to wipe you feet next time you drop by:)