I want to do a oneshot for each of my fav. Pairings, just cause.
Have mercy reviewers.
I'm going to name each one after a song, cause I'm too lazy o pull a title out of the air right now.
I DIDN'T BASE ANY STORY AFTER THE SONG, IT JUST SO HAPPENED TO FIT WITH IT
First one of seven.
DuncanxCourtney
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The motorcycle stopped right in front of the bookstore, having the tires screech to a halt. The driver of said cycle stuck his leg over the side for balance and turned off his bike so it was quiet enough to speak. Yanking the helmet off around his face, he turned to talk to the passenger.
"What time ya get off work?" Duncan raised an eyebrow to his girlfriend of three months. "There's that new horror movie coming out tonight at 10 and I wanna get front row seats." He stated grinning lazily.
Courtney got off the back of the motorcycle and stood up straight, fixing her winded outfit. Looking in a compact, she brushed her hair that got ruined by the helmet. She was already angered about her frizzed tresses so the statement made her even more miffed. "Duncan, you know I hate those stupid horror movies."
"They're better than those lame chick flicks you always fawn over."
"Opinion noted. I'm still not going." She said, fixing her hair until she found it passable. "Besides, it's R rated."
"So? Your point?"
"We're sixteen moron. And I doubt your dragging a 21 year old with us." She said, crossing her arms.
"Who says we need an escort? Geoff works there 'member? He can sneak us in." He smirked, knowing she was about to commence in a 'Duncan you know better' speech.
Surprisingly though, she just glared at him, and then shook her head hopelessly. "You can go on and risk whatever's left of your permanent record. I need to work until midnight anyway."
"Yeah right Princess, you're just scared of slasher movies." He taunted, trying to push her to go. "This is a bookstore, not a nightclub. Like there's ever gonna be a rush hour at 12 at night for some boring novels."
She stuck her hands on her hips, getting her official looking pose going. In a stern voice she reasoned "Even if that's true, I'm getting paid to work at midnight. I'm not going to blow off my duties just to see a gory, horrible plot stricken movie with multiple intercourse scenes. Just get Geoff to see it with you." Making that her final argument, she started to walk toward the entrance to the store.
He called after her one last time. "So you expect me to drive round here at midnight then?"
She turned around and replied nonchalantly "No, I expect you to be at the movies watching a 3 hour bloodfest. Don't worry, I'll get a ride from my mom." She walked into the store, causing the bell on the door to ring shortly. With that, Duncan was left alone. He stuck the helmet back over his green mohawked head and sparked his motorcycle back to life.
"Like I'm gonna go with Geoff." He muttered, starting down the road. "I don't want him clinging to me the whole time."
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"I thought you and Court were gonna see 'Hallows Eve' tonight dude." Geoff stated from the concession stand. Duncan had decided it wouldn't be worth seeing if Courtney wouldn't sneak in with him too. Where would the fun be in smuggling himself in when he did it all the time?
"She's at her job working till midnight." He answered, chowing on some popcorn Geoff gave him on the house. "She's uptight about working her hours, no matter how out of whack they are." 'Then again,' He thought to himself 'she's uptight with everything.' He chuckled.
"That's a bummer dude." Geoff said with sympathy. "I was excited on sneaking Court in here for the first time."
"I'll get her to do it one of these days. She can't resist my charm for long." He stated smugly.
"No doubt." Geoff grinned, high fiving him.
"So whattya wanna do tonight?" Duncan raised his brow a bit. He needed a new agenda for the rest of the night. "Maybe we should see if Trent, DJ, and Owen can hang out at my place." He offered.
Geoff looked hesitant before saying, "Sorry dude, kinda already have plans." He smiled and said "Bridge invited me over to her crib tonight to hang out in the pool. Night swimming is awesome dude. We gotta throw a pool party sometime."
Duncan grinned, Geoff partied all the time. Pool or no pool. "Alright then. Just me, Farticus, Deej, and music boy."
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Opening his fourth can of pop, Owen chugged it down as Trent and DJ were engaged in a game of Poole. Duncan sat in an armchair in the corner, observing the game. Owen sat on the couch next to him, belching loudly, and normally as if it were breathing.
"Dude, you have a gift or a serious problem my friend." DJ grinned, missing the ball he was aiming at. Trent waltzed around the table looking for a good angle.
"It's all in the inhaling." The heavyset boy stated proudly, letting out a loud one that the whole tri state area probably heard. Following shortly came a quick burst from the south side. Owen blushed and started to laugh nervously. "Sorry…"
"Oh GEEZ." Duncan plugged his nose with his fingers. "We need to put you in a plastic bubble, man." He sounded congested, considering he still had his nose pinched.
DJ decided to hold his breath till it passed, and Trent pulled the rim of his shirt over the lower half of his face, not taking any chances.
Once their eyes stopped watering, normal breathing was restored and the games carried on.
"Hey Duncan, why the sudden interest to hang out tonight? You're usually not random with this stuff." Trent asked while chalking up the end of his pool cue.
He shrugged. "Had other plans. I was gonna take Courtney to the movies, but she had to work all night." He took a baseball out of a nearby basket and started tossing it to himself. When Trent and DJ finished, it was gonna be him vs. the human gas cannon.
Trent walked around the Poole table. "Oh yeah. She works at that one bookstore by Scarlet avenue right?"
"Yep." Duncan said in a bored tone. "All the fire starting material you could want."
Trent laughed. "Yeah, Gwen's into reading mysteries. Says she hangs with Courtney up there sometimes." He aimed the cue carefully across the table, his eye on the ball. "I'm surprised you leave Courtney up there all night." Trent nailed the ball, corner pocket.
Duncan paused midthrow, glancing at Trent. "And why is that?" He raised one eyebrow, sounding unconcerned.
Trent seemed to realize Duncan was not up to date with this info. "Oh you know. The new guy that works at the bookstore. I saw him when I went to go meet Gwen there last week."
"What about him?" DJ asked for Duncan, taking interest in the subject.
"He's a total piece of eye candy. Even Gwen was staring him down when I walked in."Trent furrowed his brows, but then had an easygoing face on again. "Can't really blame her though, every girl in there was drooling at the sight."
"Oh yeah! Ain't he the guy that's in our Biology class?" DJ asked in general. Owen yelled out in remembrance.
"You mean Justin?!" He laughed and sighed a bit. "Yeah, he's got such a smoking body, and chiseled chest, silk hair…I mean, that's what I hear the girls say! All the time, nonstop over his rock hard abs and pearly teeth! Hehehehe." He looked from side to side, fidgeting with his fingers. "Yeah…"
"That's it? Some stupid heartthrob?" He laughed shortly. "Like I'd care about that." Duncan smirked and looked to the side, bored. The others dismissed the subject and continued on with the game, now discussing the next topic, football.
But it wasn't really noticeable, considering he did it a lot, but Duncan was lighting his lighter and putting it out every couple seconds, and scowling harder than usual.
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3 Days later
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Ding-ding
Courtney turned to greet the next customer who walked in. "Welcome to All-in-one book store. How may I-?" She stopped short when she realized who it was that walked in. The person who enjoyed reading least in the world. "Duncan? What are you doing in here? Last time I checked, 'The Arsonists guide for Dummies' was in the bookstore down the street." She joked, continuing her previous job of stocking shelves.
"You forget I pretty much wrote that book babe." He said, making his way over to where she was. He looked over her shoulder and grabbed one of the books she was stocking. "Oh great." He said sarcastically. "Like we need more political crap." He said, grimacing at the governors face on the cover of the thick reading material.
Courtney scowled. "Maybe if you actually read one of them you'd learn a thing or two and realize it's actually enlightening."
"Not gonna happen princess." He smirked and tossed the book back on top of the pile. "Where's the comics?"
"This is a high quality bookstore, not some garage sale for crudely drawn picture books with fighting."
"'Maybe if you actually read one of them you'd learn a thing or two and realize it's actually enlightening.'" He mimicked in a high pitched voice.
She took the last book from the pile and shoved it into his chest roughly. The brunette then crossed her arms and stuck her nose in the air as she walked away. "I don't get how anyone can tolerate you."
"You do." He had no problem reminding her, with a smirk.
"Barely." She walked behind the counter and continued reading a small piece of literature from earlier. "So why did you find the need to bother me at work too?" She asked, keeping her eyes on scanning pages.
He shrugged his shoulders. "I was hoping they'd have some nice 'zines to check out. But apparently it's just full of 600 page books written by old kooks."
She was about to reply haughtily when the bell rang once more. Courtney smiled, and Duncan turned, his eyes locked on the object of her vision. An annoyed face took over.
'So it's that guy huh?' Duncan had to ask himself, grudgingly admitting that this guy really did look all that.
He had a well toned body, and a tight shirt showing off said body, wavy brown hair, tanned skin, loose jeans, and sandals that he pulled off without a problem. All in all he was every girl's dream boy.
'But Courtney wouldn't go for a guy like that.' He told himself surely. She was too stuck up and proud to give into what the crowd wants. To give up on her own expectations, well, scratch that, he told himself. He himself definitely wasn't what she expected.
"Sorry I'm late." Justin said. Duncan couldn't help but note his boy band sounding voice. "Traffic was out of control."
Courtney giggled to herself, Duncan scowled harder, as she replied "No problem. The boss isn't in yet so you're clear."
"Sweet." He smiled, and his teeth glinted unnaturally bright in the sun. Courtney smiled once more and turned back to her other guest.
"So Duncan what were-," She had to freeze midsentence on account of his lips suddenly finding hers.
He gripped her shoulders and pulled her forward so suddenly she gave a small squeak in surprise. She closed her eyes naturally to the kiss, while his eyes found Justin's and sent a silent message.
Don't get any ideas.
He pulled them apart and Courtney started to breath heavy from the intensity of the sudden making out.
Duncan smiled to himself and said "Cya." He then walked out of the bookstore as if he hadn't just liplocked his girlfriend in front of a spectator.
'Cool to know I can take her breath away.' He thought grinning to himself.
He'd be getting hell from her later, but it was always worth it
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Alrighty I'm not entirely finished with this oneshot, but I wanted to know you guys liked it before I wrote the entire thing. Tell me what you think. Part 2 should be up soon, watch for an update!
