Before some of you ask , will finish HML pt. 2 kay I just had the urge to write another DXG story. To keep me from getting bored. This is the most I've ever written on one chapter so please enjoy it. Then Review it please :)
...Gwen...
The sunlight shone down as I walked through the park. The trees, seemed to dance in the gentle breeze. Trent, my boyfriend stayed loyally by my side. He was your rarely dicovered "prince charming." He treated me like a lady, and he sometimes gave me too many gifts because I was, "the love of his life." Sure he was sweet, but I found myself getting bored with him as the days passed. Though I should be content and happy with my loving, guitar playing boyfriend, right? But, deep down I felt as though something better was out there waiting for me. Then I later forgot those feelings and went on being happy with Trent. On this particular day it felt to me as if today was going to be different. Instead of thinking this over more I tried to start conversation.
"It's really beautiful out today." I said looking at the clear blue sky. Trent smiled.
"Not as beautiful as you." I blushed even though that was the typical response I got out of that type of comment.
Honestly I don't know why he thought I was so beautiful; my black shoulder-lenght hair with midnight blue streeks usually fell in my face, my eyes covered in dark eye-shadow and mascara. It made me feel sometimes trampy. My skin was very pale. While all the other girls here in California were beautiful beach blondes and brunettes with perfect tanned skin. Sure I wasn't ugly but I didn't think I was beautiful as Trent kept saying I was, every single day. It was one reason I felt I was getting tired of him, the same thing everyday, but then he understood me like crazy.
I felt as if the spark that rose between us when we first met was slowly fizzling into oblivion. His warm green eyes and messy black hair had lost the feeling of love I'd felt when we'd first kissed. Though I felt such feelings, I couldn't find reason enough to leave him. I felt trapped. Waiting for someone to set me free.
"You coming babe?" His voice pulled me out of my thoughts enough to realized I'd stopped walking. I shook my head in a nod, picked up my pace once again.
"Yeah, I'm coming." I walked back up next to him, avoiding his gaze.
"Thinking about something Gwen?" He asked me gently.
"Mmm hmm." I answered, not speaking.
"You want to talk about it?" I shook my head.
"No I just want to forget about it. For now." He shrugged.
"Alright, I won't dog you about it." Again, so typical...
...Duncan...
The sky was bright blue without a cloud in the sky. The wind blew in my face and I inhaled the sweet aroma of the park's maple trees. The day would seems almost peaceful if it weren't for the constant nagging of my girlfriend, Courtney. She was going on and on about something which I'd lost intrest in too long before to pay attention to her. My mind was clouding up. I kept thinking I should be happy with my "princess" but the woman was really getting on my nerves lately. I questioned why I was still with her in the first place. But her hotness and "bad attitude" was all that came to mind.
Instead of talking and insuring the anger she would display if I interupted her I just focused on her in general. Her shoulder length brown hair swayed in the breeze, her cute little freckles above her nose, her tanned brown skin. Sure she was pretty but her personality just was a comeplete turn off for me. She was so preppy and always thinking she was the greatest thing ever. Not to mention her bipolarity, like one minute she couldn't stand me and then the next minute she loved everything about me. I was seriously starting to lose the intrest in her I'd had when I'd first seen her.
I swear if it weren't for the whole "hates to lose" thing I seriously think she would have left me by now. We were comeplete polar opposites. While she was preppy and uptight, I was a juvienile delinquent and pretty laid-back. My hair was black with a bright neon green mohawk. On my face I had five, count them, five piercings and wore a spiked collar around my neck.
What was worse is that she lately had been trying to change who I was. Like picking out preppier clothes -that I later changed to more my style-, trying to help me with her little class campaigning, make me study more. The last one I really can't complain as much because she'd saved me from failing my English class. Even so I was nearing the point to where I almost couldn't stand her.
Weird, but I felt as if today was gonna change my life. I don't know why but I felt it in the pit of my stomach.
"DUNCAN!" Her voice snapped me out of my sense of feelings.
"Are you listening to me?" She snapped. I faked another smile like I usually did now and answered;
"Yes Princess." She glared.
"DUNKY! Only I can use pet names, or did you forget, again?" I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"Sorry ba-Courtney." I fake-smiled again hoping she would ignore that almost fumble.
"Just don't do it again!" I nodded and she went back to droning on. We kept walking when, I saw her.
Not too far ahead of us on the path there was a girl about my age, short shoulder-length hair like Courtney's only instead of brown this girl had amazingly epic black hair with midnight blue streeks in it. She had winter pale skin with blue-grey smoky eyes and blue lipstick. She was also pretty I'd noticed that right off. She was different, in a good way. I'd never seen a girl like her, she reminded me of, well, me.
Then the preppy yet emo looking guy in camo she was walking with put his arm around her and gave her a peck on the cheek. I don't know why but for some reason, it tore at me to see him with her like that.
Courtney snapped me out of my gaze by slapping me upside the head. Her silence told me I was breaking the boyfriend code; by oogling another random girl I didn't even know. Yet, at least. Wanting to be polite Courtney suggested we say hi. I couldn't have agreed more.
...Gwen...
Trent put his arm around me and planted a small peck on my cheek. I forced a smile at him knowing I couldn't admit how I really felt, at least not at the moment. I averted my eyes away from his again when a high, preppy, and slightly annoying voice broke the silience. We both looked up to a preppy brown haired girl with freckles and sun-browned skin.
"Hi I'm Courtney, it's really nice to meet you two." Through her act I could see the lie behind the greeting. I almost instantly disliked her. Trent though seemed to think she was nice and friendly. She then gestured to the person behind her.
"And, that is my boyfriend, Duncan." I looked behind her and our eyes connected. He had a green mohawk and black hair around it, five piercings, and was wearing a spiked dog collar and a skull shirt. He was so different from all the guys around here, Trent included. He reminded me of myself. He smirked at me and came to talk to me while Trent and Courtney started talking about something.
"Hey I'm Duncan." I smiled back at him.
"Hi, I'm Gwen." We shook hands and looked at our "significant others" to find them in a long conversation comepletely unaware that we were still here. I looked at Courtney and then turned back to Duncan.
"So, a punk looking guy like you is dating a preppy like that?" He rolled his eyes at me.
"Yep, and you are dating preppy emo looking boy?" I nearly slapped him. But I held my composure. I whispered to him;
"He is NOT emo!" He snickered a bit.
"Okay fine he's not." He smiled again. "So what type of movies do you like?" Random question. But okay.
"That's easy Horror." His grin grew.
"Fave movie?" I smirked.
"Let's answer at the same time. 1...2...3!"
"FRIDAY THE 13TH!" He gave me a devilish looking grin.
"You sure have taste Sunshine." I raised an eyebrow.
"Sunshine?" He looked at Courtney to make sure she wasn't looking.
"Well...yeah, cause you seem to shine like the sun. So therefore Sunshine should fit you properly." I fought the urge to blush. We continued talking, oblivious to the time passing. Turns out we had a LOT in common, same taste in music, same in movies, heck even same taste in colors and food. I tried to remember what I had in common with Trent. Zilch. The only thing we could ususally talk about was ourselves. With Duncan I felt I could go on talking with him forever. After about an hour Courtney stopped talking and started walking away. She then hollered back at Duncan to join her. We exchanged numbers and said goodbye with the secret handshake we'd made up in the time we'd talked. I waved at him and he waved back. It felt really good to have a best friend now. Trent took my hand and started to take me home.
"They seem like nice people don't they babe?" I thought about them. Courtney I didn't care for but as for Duncan, it was a whole other story indeed.
"Yeah they are." I whispered. Trent smiled and we walked in silience the whole way home.
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