A/N: Just a random little one-shot I felt like doing. Read and Review!
Ouch.
Courtney woke up on her bed with this awful pain in her body. And it felt a lot like.
Cramps.
She went to the bathroom and the toilet looked like fucking Hawaiian Punch. Shit.
Oh shit.
Courtney hated it so much. She despised it.
It was that time of the month once again.
One of the worse things was the cramps that came with that time of the month. She had to worry about going to the bathroom, bloating, break-outs, and the swirl of her moods. Lots of people said she was bitchier than usual during her period. Well if that was the case, everyone would have to suck it up and deal with it once a month. It was only once and they could deal. She always did.
Everybody just seemed so fucking annoying at this time. Her best friends. her mom, her sister (oh goodness, that's a whole different situation) and especially him. Yes, him. Duncan. Normally she could put up with his foolishness and his rather small brain but it was so hard when on this time of the month. And it took every ounce of strength in her body to not rip his head off. Or kick him where the sun doesn't shine, for that matter. He would tease her, call her nicknames, tease her about her liking him, and just plain annoy her on a day-to-day basis.
Someone could be doing something as simple as tapping their pencil and she would yell "Could you stop that?" irritated more than usual. Someone would just chew next to her and she'd snap. Of course, everyone was always annoying but on this time of the month everyone was very annoying. Or at least she thought so.
It wasn't her fault though. It was the period's fault.
Hopefully, she thought. I'll be able to pull through today.
Courtney was currently in her 3rd class of the day, her advanced orchestra class. They were learning how to play Brandenburg Concerto # 3: The 2nd movement. It was a challenging piece even for the most skilled of violinists. Even Courtney was struggling to perfect this piece. She was getting more frustrated and if she kept on playing, she'd probably break her violin into pieces. Courtney sighed. Everything seems worse when you're on your period. Luckily, there were 20 minutes of class left. She put down her instrument, gingerly, and took a pass to go to the bathroom. She needed to see how she looked before she continued the day. And she needed to stop playing her violin before she smashed it to pieces.
"So Princess skips, huh?" An all too familiar voice shouted to her in the hallway.
Oh no, Courtney thought. He was just what she needed to increase her bitchiness. She thought she was doing a good job, so far, of controlling that today. And what was he talking about now, anyways? She would never, ever, not in a million years, dream of skipping. She was too good for that, anyway. Ugh. She doesn't have time for him. Not today.
"No," Courtney said. "I was not skipping."
"So what is a Miss Goody-Two shoes up to then?"
Here he goes with those fucking nicknames.
"Not that it's any of your business," Courtney scoffed. "I was going to the ladies room." Courtney waved the pass in front of his face, so he could see it nice and clear.
"Right. Princess's too good to skip." Duncan mocked.
Normally, she'd just deal with it. But today, damn, he just seemed fucking annoying. Knowing that if she stayed he'd probably end up on the floor, she fumed away into the ladies' room.
"See you in English class, babe." Duncan yelled after her. Courtney sighed. Duncan was in her English class.
No worry. She'd deal with him.
Courtney came in and sat in the front next to a window. She took out her notebook for English, ready to jot down any notes she needed to. And ugh, the cravings. Why did she feel the need to obtain some skittles right now? And if she didn't get some soon, she'd probably go bonkers. Lucky for her there was a vending machine just outside of the classroom. If she could just quickly run outside and she get some. She was early, anyway.
She ran outside, inserted $1 into the vending machine, retrieved her skittles, and went back inside class. She sat back down in her seat and noticed more students filing inside. She ate some of her skittles and noticed Duncan coming in. What the hell? Why the hell did he choose today to come to class? Was he trying to get slapped? Don't Sit Next to me, don't sit next to me, don't sit next to me…
And guess what? You guessed it. He sat right in the seat next to her, with that annoying smirk that seemed to be glued to his stupid face.
"Can I get some?" He asked, noticing the skittles.
"No, they're mine!" She exclaimed a little louder than intended.
"Jeez, Princess," He raised his arms in defense. "They're just candy."
"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah." She scoffed.
Now she felt like falling sleep which confused her. She didn't do anything to make her tired. Hell, she wasn't even tired. Why the fuck does she want to fall asleep? And now, after eating some skittles, she was hungry.
"Okay class," Mrs. Watson said. "Today we will be studying Edgar Allan Poe. Edgar Poe was born on..."
Courtney took out her handy-dandy recorder (which she, for some reason carried around) to record what Mrs. Watson was saying knowing she might subconsciously drown the teacher out.
Pop. Pop. Clack. Clack.
Ugh, Duncan was chewing his gum so fucking loud and she was so fucking irritated by his stupid loud gum chewing. More than ever.
"Can you stop, please?" Courtney squeaked.
"Nope. Make me." Duncan teased.
This bastard. Now was not the time to be teasing her. She wasn't in the mood and she was about to chop his head off.
"Stop it. It's so annoying."
"Yeah, does it look like I care?" He asked.
Courtney threw her notebook at him and stepped on his feet. She was about to slap him when she saw him lift up his hands in defense.
"Jeez, Princess," He said. "What's up with you today?"
"I just don't like how loud you were chewing your gum."
He stopped and Courtney was able to jot down some notes about Edgar Allan Poe from the PowerPoint on the projector. Ahh, she thought. Some peace and quiet.
TAP. TAP. TAP.
What the hell? He was tapping his pencil now?
"Stop it." Courtney fumed, her cheeks turning red. Duncan seemed to be scared by Courtney's bitchiness and stopped.
Looks like someone's moody today. Duncan thought.
The teacher left them to copy the notes from the PowerPoint. Duncan, of course, never copied any notes so he decided to bother Courtney by throwing tiny pieces of paper at her freckles.
Courtney noticed this. Wow, Duncan was trying to get slapped today. And today was not the time to get slapped. Not today. Looks like he was going to learn the hard way.
"Stop it, Duncan." She raised her voice.
"Make me." He teased.
And she did. She went over to his desk and knocked him out of his chair to the ground and he fell with a thud receiving stares from people around the classroom. He thought she was playing. People should know that she isn't responsible for any injuries they receive when she's on her period.
Wow, Duncan thought. For someone small she's strong.
The bell rang and the students went to lunch.
Courtney sat with Katie, Sierra, Bridgette, Geoff, Trent, Gwen, DJ, and Leshawna at lunch.
"Looks like someone's on their time of the month." Bridgette said, noticing Courtney's state of madness.
"Don't remind me." Courtney scoffed.
"Hey Courtney, you know you should totally think about joining my gossip club. It's so cool and we have lots of activities and…" Sierra trailed off.
Courtney had already said no once. Sierra was just talking too much. And Courtney couldn't deal with that today.
"Shut up Sierra! I will not join your stupid club!" Courtney yelled, receiving scared stares from people at her table.
"Dude," Geoff worried. "Courtney's scary today."
And speak of the devil.
"Hey Princess." Duncan said, taking the seat next to her.
"What do you want?" Courtney scoffed.
"Oh, I want a lot of things, sweetheart." Duncan winked.
Eww.
"You're such an ogre." Courtney said.
"But you want me." Duncan said. "The girl can't keep her hands off of me." He stood up. "Hey guys remember at Geoff's party last week when Courtney just couldn't keep her hands off of me? Dang, those things were everywhere. Dude she was like-"
Oh no, he was not about to go there.
She kicked him. Hard. Where the sun doesn't shine.
And Duncan went down on the ground, clutching his private area in pain.
Courtney is not responsible for any injuries that anyone obtains while she's on her time of the month.
"We warned you, bro." Geoff chuckled.
A/N: Just a story about Courtney on her time of the month, lol. So I'll probably be updating Trapped tomorrow. I still have to do all this editing to chapter 7. Well did you like this one shot? Review please!
