A/N: I've had this story idea for a while now so I thought I'd getting around to publishing it. It was written a while ago,( maybe a month or so?) and I'm guessing about five chapters. Not a biggie. :) I hope you guys like it (and laugh, it's suppose to be funny but we'll see how well I did) Thanks and review!
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The red and white alarm clock beeped a cute tone of "God Bless America." A tan hand reached out from the white bedding and shut the clock off. The girl stretched her arms out and let out a soft groan.
"Courtney, are you up?" A voice called from down stairs.
"Yes Mom. Getting ready now." Courtney replied getting out her bed.
The black alarm clock blasted heavy metal. A giant hand groaned loudly and hit the snooze button. Five minutes later, the alarm goes off again.
"Duncan! Turn that goddamn music off and get ready for school!" A voice yelled from down stairs.
"Alright already!" Duncan yelled back. "Jesus Dad, would you let me sleep for five minutes?" He muttered and stumbled out of bed.
Courtney stepped down the stairs to my greeted with the smell of eggs.
"Smells great, Kathy." Courtney said to her family's chef. Kathy smiled warmly and handed Courtney the plate of eggs. Courtney than went to sit with her parents at the breakfast table.
"So sweetie, how are your studies coming along? Fix that B in history?" Courtney's mother, Lily, said sipping her green tea.
Courtney swallowed the eggs she had in her mouth. "Yes, I got a one hundred on my recent test which brought it up." She said proudly.
"That's good dear. Wouldn't want you falling behind." Courtney's father, Patrick, states, not looking up from his paper.
Courtney nodded in agreement slowly. "I should get going. Bye mom," She kissed her mother's cheek, "Bye Daddy." She hugged her father. She got her keys and went out the door.
Duncan stumbled down the stairs, still half asleep. He didn't get much sleep with his dad yelling at the TV until two A.M. and his step-mom, Janet's, horrible snoring.
He sat down at the small table and poured a bowl of Fruity Pebbles. He opened the fridge and…no milk.
"Dad, where's the milk?" Duncan called out.
"Janet used the last of it for coffee." Rick yelled back.
"Just great." Duncan muttered, grabbing his keys and heading outside.
Duncan and Courtney both shut their doors at the same time, making eye contact. Courtney rolled her eyes, while Duncan playfully blew her a kiss.
They had lived across the street from each other for years. The families never got along, being so different. Courtney's family lived in a perfect white fence two story home; the kind one would see on a "Life and Home" magazine, and they had three beautiful cars for each person in the family. Duncan's family, however, lived in a brown one-story house, with dying plants and two beat-up cars.
They both put their game faces on. Like every morning, Duncan and Courtney would both try to back out of their driveways before the other. This had been going on since they both got their driver's licenses.
Both of them ran towards their cars. Courtney hit the button on her key pad, opening the car instantly. While Duncan had to open his car manually with a key. Courtney started her car when Duncan was just getting in it.
Still wanting to win, Duncan started his car as fast as he could and began to back out fast. Courtney was at the end of her driveway when Duncan pulls out of his, winning the "race" and making her stomp on the brake.
"Sorry Princess! You should rethink that long driveway of yours and maybe you'd win once!" Duncan yelled out to Courtney, laughing as he sped to school.
Courtney groaned at the stupid comment, even if it was true. Duncan has won a number of seventy-three times while Courtney dragged behind with seventeen. Yes, he counted and reminded her frequently, seeing as she beat him at nearly everything else. Now she had to hear, "Seventy-four Princess."
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Courtney walked into school and straight for her locker. Like the usual, her social butterfly friend, Bridgette, came to talk to her. "Hey Court, what's up?"
Courtney pulled out her honors chemistry book. "Nothing really. I was stupid Duncan would move out of his crappy house."
"This again?" Bridgette giggled. "Beat you?"
"No!...Well, yes, but either way I just want him gone!" Courtney slammed her locker.
The warning five minute bell rang. "I gotta go, my class is on the other side of the school. Talk to you later!" Bridgette yelled and ran off.
Courtney walked over to the drinking fountain and began to fill up her water bottle.
"Courtney," A voice said.
Courtney looked up to see Alejandro. "Hi." Courtney said, at a loss for words. Why was he talking to her?
"I wanted to ask you, do you want to go out sometime?" He smiled.
"Y-yeah!" Courtney stuttered. "But aren't you with Heather?" Courtney asked, now more serious.
"We broke up this weekend." Alejandro said. "It's for the best, we weren't right for each other."
Courtney nodded. Heather and Alejandro were always fighting and breaking up then getting back together, he was probably sick of it. "Well in that case, I'd love to."
"Great! I'll text you the details later." Alejandro kissed Courtney's cheek and went off.
Courtney sighed happily then realized her overflowing water. "Gah!" She drank the bit overflowing, closed the cap, and went off to class.
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"Get back here Mr. Myers!" Mrs. Shields, the hallway monitor, ran after Duncan. "You're getting two detentions for skipping class and running in the halls!"
"You'll have to catch me first!" He smirked and picked up speed. Mrs. Shields slowly ran far behind. "Cecile!" Duncan approached his girlfriend by the water fountain.
"Getting in trouble again, Duncan?" Cecile said sternly but smiled.
"You know it babe." Duncan winked. "Still on for Friday?"
"Yeah," She smiled. "I gotta get back to class. Later." Cecile kissed Duncan's check and walked into her classroom.
Duncan looked behind him; Mrs. Shields had caught up quite a bit. "Crap." Duncan took a quick sip of water and kept running.
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That night, Courtney lounged on her bed, studying for her chemistry test tomorrow.
"Heads up!" Courtney faintly heard, followed by the sound of a football crashing into her window.
"Ugh!" She groaned and tip-toed over the glass with her slippers.
"Sorry Princess." Duncan yelled. "It slipped."
"Slipped? You're paying for that!"
"What? You're already like a billionaire anyway!"
"Doesn't matter! You broke it, you buy it!"
"You would be way more fun if you were like me." Duncan smirked.
Courtney narrowed her eyes. "And I'd like you a lot more if you were like me!" She yelled and stormed off to board up the window.
"Psh," Duncan marched back into his house.
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My head. What happened yesterday?... Duncan lifted his hand to his head. "Huh?!" He examined "his hand". Why is this a tan girl's hand?! He blinked over and over. Who's room is this? He looked around.
He sprung up and ran towards a long mirror. He looked at his reflection and saw Courtney. "What the hell?!"
A/N: Thanks for reading! Reviews would be lovely :)