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"'Dec. 16th

To be honest the last few months were worse than my time at Juvie. It's not like I haven't been getting any, what can I say, I'm irresistible. But every time I close my eyes I see my Princess. Where is she? Where is my beautiful, up tight Courtney? If you know, tell me. The Island was brutal as sin, but she was my light. What am I doing? I sound like a girl... but, I think I might be in love.' Whoa, Duncan is a wim-"

"Put down the Journal, four eyes!" Duncan yelled savagely as he swung out and hit Harold.

"Stop it, gosh!"

"Just put down the journal, loser!"

"Guys, stop fighting you're upsetting Bunny" DJ said as he laid himself over Bunny to prevent the almost inevitable trampling. The Punk chased the Nerd with an almost animalistic hunger. But it was a short time before Duncan caught him and threw him to the floor and began kicking Harold hard in the gut.

"Pansy here was reading my journal."

"Whoa... You have a journal?" DJ said in shock.

"They encouraged us to keep them at Juvie so we could vent peacefully." Duncan plopped himself down on his bunk in resignation.

"Maybe if you wrote more often you wouldn't try to curb stomp me you freak!" Harold cried picking himself up off the floor. "GOSH!"

DJ walked over and helped Harold up, guiding him over to his bunk. "Listen, I know we haven't seen a girl in weeks, but lets not descend to being jerks okay?, I heard Geoff's throwing a party tonight, let's hit that up, who knows maybe he'll have some girl friends that will be there, he does live off campus."

"Yeah, sounds like a good idea. I could use a good bender to help me think straight." Duncan said as he walked over to the rooms CD player. "I was making some awesome mix CDS the other day, you guys got to hear some of this stuff." Duncan wasn't looking at which CD he grabbed, if he had been he would have seen he grabbed the special mix he made. "Listen to this sick sound"

'I'm lying alone with my head on the phone, thinking of you till it hurts, I know you hurt too but –'

"On second thought, let's listen to DJ's CD." Duncan said rapidly ripping the CD from the player and throwing it under his bunk, moving his left hand quickly to his eye to wipe a tear away.