*Hi! This is my first songfic. It's a Gwen and Duncan story written to coincide with the song Tim McGraw by Taylor Swift. If you haven't heard it, you should. It's a really pretty song and maybe one of my favorite songs. I don't own the Total Drama series or this song. I hope you enjoy it, and please review when you're done reading it. :)*
You said the way my blue eyes shined,
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said, "That's a lie"
When I was thirteen years old, I had the best summer of my life, with my delinquent of a boyfriend who I simply called Juvie, because when we first met, his name would always escape me. Being the cocky annoying punk he is, he had to give me a nickname, too. Star. Because he used to tell me all the time that when my dark blue eyes shined, they put the stars in the Georgia night sky to shame. I never believed him and told him it was a lie.
Just a boy in a Chevy truck,
That had a tendency of gettin' stuck
On backroads at night
He used to steal his Dad's pick-up and try to drive me to the lake we spent our time together at. But, with him being thirteen, he couldn't drive very well, so it would always got stuck on the backroads he took to get us to the lake on those summer nights.
And I was right there beside him
All summer long,
And then the time we woke up to find
That summer gone
I was with him at the lake every night that summer before eighth grade. Until one morning. I woke up to my mom telling me to have my backpack ready for school. I did as she said, just excited to see Juvie. But when I got to school, he was nowhere to be found. I was told that him and his family moved to Canada. He never said a word about it.
But when you think Tim McGraw,
I hope you think my favorite song,
The one we danced to all night long,
The moon like a spotlight on the lake,
Although I'm Goth, my favorite song was at the time was by Tim McGraw. We spent those summer nights together dancing to it over and over. I loved the scene, because the moon reflected off the lake like it was shining down on us and smiling. I hope when he thinks about that song, he thinks of our summer together.
When you think happiness,
I hope you think that little black dress,
Think of my head on your chest,
And my old faded blue jeans,
I wore a black dress with a pair of jeans on under it, because it would sometimes get cold. If that happened, I would put my head on his chest. He told me that it made him the happiest person on the planet. I hope then when he thinks about what makes him happy, he thinks about that.
When you think Tim McGraw,
I hope you think of me...
If someone ever asks him what he thinks about Tim McGraw, I hope the twinkling stars pop into his head, and he thinks of me.
September saw a month of tears,
And thankin' God that you weren't here,
To see me like that
The months following that summer were torture. I cried everyday missing my delinquent. Not only did I cry, I also thanked the Lord that Juvie wasn't around to see me so devastated.
But in a box beneath my bed,
Is a letter that you never read
From three summers back
The drawer connected to the bottom of my bed holds all my memories from that summer, including a letter I wrote to him, but I never got the chance to give him, from now three years ago.
It's hard not to find it all
A little bitter sweet,
And lookin' back on all of that,
It's nice to believe
For me, it's bittersweet. It's bitter, because, well, I don't have him by my side anymore. It's sweet, though, because he doesn't have to see me still missing him after three years. I never even got another boyfriend after that, nor have I since then. It would be too heartbreaking for me, to do all I things I used to do with my favorite person in the world with some other guy.
(Chorus again)
And I'm back for the first time since then
I'm standin' on your street,
And there's a letter left on your doorstep,
And the first thing that you'll read
This year, I signed up for a reality show, hopefully to get my mind off my misery. Which backfired on me. I am now stuck at a dinghy old summer camp, waiting for all the contestants to arrive. I brought my letter with me, to help me think about him, even though I came here so I wouldn't think about him. The first thing written on the letter is:
When you think Tim McGraw,
I hope you think my favorite song
Some day you'll turn your radio on,
I hope it takes you back to that place
The next person to arrive at this godforsaken island is all to familiar. He has red converse on, just like Juvie wore.
When you think happiness,
I hope you think that little black dress,
Think of my head on your chest,
And my old faded blue jeans
He has baggy shorts, just like Juvie wore.
When you think Tim McGraw,
I hope you think of me
Oh, think of me, mmm
His shirt is black with a skull on it, just like Juvie wore. His spiked dog collar was just like Juvie's, too.
You said the way my blue eyes shined,
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night,
I said, "That's a lie"...
I make my way up to his face and stare at him with amazement. It's Juvie! It has to be! The song we danced to immediately fills my head, and I go back to the day he told me:
"The way those eyes of yours shine, put these stars to shame, you know."
"That's a lie."
Thank you so much for reading! Please review! I was thinking about continuing the story, but I wasn't quite sure. Would you guys like that? Tell me in the review. This is my first songfic, so I'd really love to know if you like it. THANK YOU!