A/N: After many months of brainfarts and failed attempts at starting a new fic, this little jumble of stuffs was born. I gave myself a goal to write something for TDI/A by my birthday. So, this is my wonderful 21st birthday present to myself. XD
Disclaimer: If I owned TDI/A Gwen would be with Cody, Izzy would be with Ezekiel, and Noah would most likely, well…be with me...and he would have more airtime. So I don't own anything.
"What I'm really trying to
Say is I want the deepest, darkest,
Sickest parts of you that you are afraid
To share with anyone because I love you
That much." -Lady Gaga
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It was the typical good girl falls for the bad boy scenario. At first, I was ashamed of myself. That I had fallen for him. I was a CIT and my class valedictorian. He was a criminal who had been in and out of juvie since he was thirteen.
I blamed most of my meeting him on my recent addiction to caffeine. I'd recently come to the conclusion that, even though I graduated at the top of my high school class, I was not ready to go on to college. I was also not ready to inform my parents of my decision either, which caused a lot of stress. That stress caused me to take up a habit, caffeine.
This habit took me to a local café, which is where I met him. Everyday I ordered a large black coffee. Everyday the same person was there to take my order. One day though, I believed the universe had fucked me over.
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"I'd like my usual, please," I had asked, digging through my purse, not bothering to look up.
"Yeah, and what do you like, darling?"
I stopped and looked up. There he was, standing behind the counter. Something clicked in my brain as I gawked at him. At first, I thought it was disgust, but it wasn't. His eyes are what caught my attention first. The were a calming shade of blue, very bright. Everything else about him made my body scream to stay away.
"See something you like?"
I laughed. "No, not really," I lied. I really wanted to jump over the counter at him, but I have more self-restraint than that.
He raised an eyebrow at this. Sadly, it wasn't the one that was pierced. When I said nothing else, he turned to get my coffee.
With his back to me, I had a perfect view of him from behind. A very nice view. This would be one of the moments where my old classmate, Noah, would make one of his snide comments about me being a "closet sex fiend". I never denied it when he had brought it up, but now I'm beginning to think that he was right.
"Still staring?"
I blinked. "What? Was I staring?"
He shook his head. "No, not really. So, what's your name, doll face?"
"Courtney."
"Now tell me Courtney, would a girl like you normally be undressing a guy like me with your eyes?" he asked, smirking at me.
I sighed. A girl like me?
"Who knows what kind of girl I am."
"Ah, touché, Princess."
It was my turn to quirk an eyebrow. Princess? I kind of liked that.
"Tell you what," he began, "I'll give you this coffee for free if you promise me that you'll come back tomorrow."
I merely shrugged. Too bad for him that he had the coffee sitting on the counter. I grabbed it before he could react and began to walk out of the café. When I had gotten around the corner, I looked at the napkin wrapped around the cup.
"That little fucker!!"
There written on the napkin was the guy's name and number.
"Maybe, just maybe I'll come back tomorrow, Duncan. We'll just have to see."
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That was my first meeting with Duncan and it would not be my last. I will not tell you now how we met up the second time. You'll just have to come back soon and read that for yourselves.
I think the title gave an idea of where I got the inspiration to do this. I also did NOT want to make Courtney the always uptight goody-goody that she always is. I wanted to go into a side of Courtney's mind that we can all assume is there, but isn't seen as often. I hope someone enjoyed it.
Remember, reviews being updates and I want to go deeper into Courtney's sick mind.
Peace!